Produced by Grammy winner Tom Hambridge (Buddy Guy, Christone “Kingfish” Ingram, Susan Tedeschi), Exorcist features 13 vividly detailed new Birchwood originals. It’s an intoxicating mix of deep blues, heady, psychedelic-tinged rock, booty-shaking funk and sweet Southern soul, performed with the fire-and-brimstone fervor of a revival tent preacher. "Rising blues star Selwyn Birchwood is the real deal. He puts his own fresh spin on the blues, taking the tradition and making it into something new." —Guitar World
If I have to buy me a silver spade To bury all the love that we made I wouldn't leave a single trace And I'd plant dead flowers on that grave I had my ambitions and you had yours Except you kept them behind closed doors Under sheets of lies, in a bed of lust Didn't take too long for you to break my trust
If you wanna give yourself away, that's fine It's my fault to think you were mine, all mine Guess it’s just a matter of time I'll tell ya one thing, pretty baby I'm done cryin’
I'll leave you to fend for yourself You made it clear you don't need nobody else I was there to catch you but now that I'm gone You only have your arrogance to break your fall And when you point that finger to blame You'll see no one cares to share your pain When you throw all the good people to the flame There's only darkness to take their place
If you wanna give yourself away, that's fine It's my fault to think you were mine, all mine Guess it was just a matter of time I'll tell ya one thing’ pretty baby Tell you one thing, pretty baby I'm done cryin’ I’m done cryin’
2.
FLorida Man
3:40
Down where rebel flags meet Mickey Mouse Down where the Wild West meets the Dirty South A phenomenon that can't be explained Goes by the name of "FLorida Man"
FLorida man gets drunk and shoots guns at hurricanes FLorida man gets high on bath salts and eats your face FLorida man reports a burglary to authorities ‘cause you stole his stash FLorida man commits a felony, armed robbery, in a spiderman mask
Is it something in the water that makes him act this way? Is it the Natty Light, the crystal meth, or cocaine? He don't drink and drive, he drinks when he's stopped at traffic lights I’m not even surprised when I hear that he married a carnival ride
FLorida man gets drunk and shoots guns at hurricanes FLorida man gets high on bath salts and eats your face FLorida man reports a burglary to authorities ‘cause you stole his stash FLorida man commits a felony, armed robbery, in a spiderman mask
FLorida man takes an alligator for beer runs at the liquor store FLorida man makes love while he's handcuffed in a cop car FLorida man swears that one day his turtle army will make you pay FLorida man is insane, he boards planes with live grenades
FLorida man gets drunk and shoots guns at hurricanes FLorida man gets high on bath salts and eats your face FLorida man reports a burglary to authorities ‘cause you stole his stash FLorida man commits a felony, armed robbery, in a spiderman mask
3.
Horns Below Her Halo
6:14
I think Satan might be a woman That’s why they call him, Lucif-her If he isn’t, he must’ve had a daughter She’s tellin’ me, that we..are in love She’s a devil in a dress A wolf in sheep’s clothes She’s got horns below her halo
She parades like a saint on Sunday morning But even the devil dwelled in heaven once She masquerades to keep the people from knowing She’s as evil is, as evil does She’s a devil in a dress A wolf in sheep’s clothes She’s got horns below her halo
She’s got horns below her halo Horns below her halo She’s got horns below her halo Horns below her halo She’s got horns below her halo Horns below her halo
The way she tells it, she’s an angel that fell from grace And her wings have just been clipped Truth is, Little-Miss Lies couldn’t fly to begin with And what you see is exactly what you get She’s a devil in a dress A wolf in sheep’s clothes She’s got horns below her halo
She’s got horns below her halo Horns below her halo She’s got horns below her halo Horns below her halo She’s got horns below her halo Horns below her halo
4.
Underdog
4:31
I’m an underdog Underrated, undercut, underestimated I’m an underdog Understated, undermined, underappreciated I’m an underdog Underrated, undercut, underestimated I’m an underdog Understated, undermined, underappreciated
My whole damn life, people saying “You ain’t good enough Why bother tryin’, you’ll never get it, just give it up Who are you to think you could ever measure up?” But It’s my instinct to give the finger I just lift it up
I’m the underdog Underrated, undercut, underestimated I’m the underdog Understated, undermined, underappreciated I’m an underdog Underrated, undercut, underestimated I’m an underdog Understated, undermined, underappreciated
I work twice as hard to get half as far They say, “You might have a glow, you’ll never be a star” Keep countin’ me out, treat me second class ‘Cause I thrive on doubt and this dog…bites back
I’m an underdog Underrated, undercut, underestimated I’m an underdog Understated, undermined, underappreciated I’m the underdog Underrated, undercut, underestimated I’m an underdog Understated, undermined, underappreciated
I’m the underdog
I’m the long shot, I’m against the odds I’m the dark horse, I’m the wild card I’m the go-getter, I’m the Lone Ranger I’ll be the upsetter, I’m the game changer
I’m the underdog Underrated, undercut, underestimated I’m an underdog Understated, undermined, underappreciated
I’m the underdog Underrated, undercut, underestimated I’m an underdog Understated, undermined, underappreciated I’m the underdog
5.
Exorcist
4:50
Bring me An eagle’s claw Some dragon’s breath A monkey paw And a spider web I've got to break this hex
Tell me What manner of sorcery Got me loving you While you abusing me? I must be possessed
So, I'm gonna burn sage at the door Pour salt on the floor Drive this spirit out But if this witch Steals my will to resist I'm gonna need an exorcist
Gonna need holy water The holy ghost To break the grip Of her stranglehold She won't get out of my head
It must be evil Bending my knee To kiss her feet So that she Can kick me in the teeth My head's starting to spin
So I'm gonna burn sage at the door Pour salt on the floor Drive this spirit out But if this witch Steals my will to resist I'm gonna need an exorcist I’m gonna need an exorcist
You ain't got magic on me no more You ain't got magic on me no more You ain't got magic on me no more You ain't got magic on me no more
6.
Lazarus
4:12
Lord, won’t you come here quick My brother has fallen sick It’s been four days Since his last breath They say that you’re a healer And I’m a believer Lord, won’t you come and undo his fate
He said, “Rise, rise, Lazarus Rise, rise Lazarus I will redeem your soul Your faith has made you whole Rise, rise, Lazarus”
The wind began to blow A chill run down my spine The thunder growled And he opened his eyes He sat right up to see The congregation in front of him He said “Lord, I heard you call me from the other side”
He said “Rise, rise, Lazarus” Rise, rise, Lazarus I will redeem your soul Your faith has made you whole Rise, rise, Lazarus Rise, rise, Lazarus Rise, rise, Lazarus My Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord
7.
SIDE B: Hopeless Romantic
5:09
I’m a hopeless romantic I never turn my back on love I’m a hopeless romantic I never turn my back on love I can’t seem to see That love had turned its back on me
I’m a hopeless romantic I’ve been told a thousand lies I’m a hopeless romantic I’ve been told a thousand lies She done me wrong a thousand ways I’ve forgiven her a thousand times
Hopeless, hopeless, hopeless, hopeless I’m a hopeless romantic I never turn my back on love But I can’t seem to see That love had turned its back on me
Things have to get better ‘Cause they can’t get much worse
I’m a hopeless romantic I always think things gonna change I’m a hopeless romantic I always think things gonna change I’m too in love to leave But I’m too damn hurt to stay
I’m hopeless, hopeless, hopeless, hopeless I’m a hopeless romantic I never turn my back on love I can’t seem to see That love had turned its back on me I can’t seem to see That love had turned its back on me I can’t seem to see That love had turned its back on me
8.
Plenty More To Be Grateful For
7:04
You might feel stressed Because your life is a mess You might feel helpless Downright depressed But rest assured Because you can't ignore There's plenty more to be grateful for
It's not difficult To find a reason to be mad But I’m telling you it’s just as easy To find a reason to be glad And rest assured ‘Cause you can't ignore There’s plenty more to be grateful for
You can find love You can find hope You can find peace But you've got to be willing And open to accept these things Happiness is all in your point of view You can take it or leave it The choice is all up to you
Lord, it don't make sense To curse the light when you wake When you can give thanks For being granted another day And rrest assured Because you can't ignore There's plenty more To be grateful for
You can find love You can find hope You can find peace But you've got to be willing And open to accept these things Happiness it’s all in your point of view You can take it or leave it The choice is all up to you
Lord, it don't make sense To curse the light when you wake When you can give thanks For being granted another day And rest assured Because you can't ignore There's plenty more To be grateful for There's plenty more to be grateful for There’s plenty more to be grateful for There’s plenty, there’s plenty more To be grateful for
There’s plenty more To be grateful Lord, there’s plenty more To be grateful for
9.
ILa-View
4:01
I love you baby (repeat chorus) you're the only one for me
ILa-View, Baby
Oh, I love that woman!
I love you, baby, like the church loves money I love you like Playboy loves bunnies I love you, baby, like a rasta loves pot i love you like a crackhead loves rocks I love you, baby I love you, baby I love, you, baby You’re the only one for me
I love you baby, like a lush loves liquor I love you like Instagram loves strippers I love you, baby, like a wino loves grapes I love you, like an albino loves shade I love you, baby I love you, baby I love, you, baby You’re the only one for me
I love you, baby, like a lush loves liquor I love you like Instagram loves strippers I love you, baby, like a wino loves grapes I love you like an albino loves shade I love you, baby I love you, baby I love you, baby You’re the only one for me I love you, baby The only one for me I love you, baby You’re the only one for me
10.
Swim At Your Own Risk
3:54
Bobby Bandit robbed and stole for fun Johnny Law got him on the run It was late at night with his back to the water’s edge Well, he must’ve missed the sign that read “Swim At Your Own Risk”
Well, he cut through sawgrass and stomped through mud To escape the sirens from down the road Well, he waded and he waited ‘til the hunter was hunted ‘Cause deep down in Florida’ you Swim at Your Own Risk
There was a splash, Lord, there was a struggle There was a thrash and all you heard was bubbles May he Rest In Peace in the belly of the beast Well, it’s just poetic justice Swim At Your Own Risk Swim At Your Own Risk Swim At Your Own Risk Swim At Your Own Risk Swim At Your Own Risk
11.
My Own Worst Enemy
3:55
I've never heard of self-love ‘Cause all I've known is self loathe I got a voice inside That only serves to criticize And I wonder, why it preys on my poor soul I read myself the riot act So many times, I've got it memorized It's like self-esteem is too much to ask It's like feeling good is a God-dang crime
It's insult to injury Assault and batter-me I treat myself as a tragedy I’m my own worst enemy
You're too skinny, you're too fat You're too damn dumb Why you walkin’ like that? You'll never make it, you're a hack They all hate you They're laughing behind your back Got to incite a revolution Join the fight that reside inside Got to rewrite my constitution ‘Cause I profess that happiness is my birthright
It's insult to injury Assault and batter me I treat myself as a tragedy I’m my own worst enemy
It's insult to injury Assault and batter me I treat myself as a tragedy I’m my own worst enemy I’m my own worst enemy I’m my own worst enemy
All songs by Selwyn Birchwood, Selwyn Birchwood Music admin. by Eyeball Music, BMI
Selwyn Birchwood: Guitar, Lap Steel Guitar, Background Vocals, Bass Guitar on “Underdog” and “Swim At Your Own Risk” Regi Oliver: Baritone Saxophone, Tenor Saxophone Donald “Huff” Wright: Bass Guitar Byron “Bizzy” Garner: Drums, Percussion Ed Krout: Hammond Organ, Wurlitzer, Rhodes Charlyce Simmons, Vanessa Hawkins, Eric Green: Background Vocals
“ILa-View” and “Call Me What You Want To*” (*available on download) Josh Miller: Rhythm Guitar Andrew Gohman: Upright Bass Jim McKaba: Piano Jon Buck: Drums
Produced by Tom Hambridge All songs written and arranged by Selwyn Birchwood Recorded by Aaron Gandia and Pete Lutringer at Phat Planet Studios, Orlando, FL Mixed and mastered by Michael Saint-Leon at Switchyard Studios, Nashville, TN Design by Selwyn Birchwood and Kevin Niemiec Photos by Ivy Neville
Thank you to God for blessing my journey to and THROUGH music! Thank you to my family for supporting my crazy musical ambitions, especially “Maria” Birchwood! Thank you to my band for lending their talents on this record: Regi Oliver, Huff Wright, Byron Garner and Michael Hensley. Thank you to Bruce Iglauer and the exemplary staff at Alligator Records for their efforts pushing my passion to the masses! Thank you to Intrepid Artists for allowing my sounds to be performed worldwide: Rick Booth, Jake Lankheit, Will Johnston, Michelle Kiser, Rennie Pincus, and Kevin Hopkins. My sincerest thank you to Charlyce Simmons, Vanessa Hawkins, and Eric Green for lending their voices to this album! Thank you to Ed Krout and the Phat Planet Studios team. Aaron Gandia and Pete Lutringer always go above and beyond to get it done! Much appreciation to Josh Miller, Andrew Gohman, Jim McKaba and Jon Buck for gracing this album with some old school swagger. A huge thanks to Tom Hambridge and Michael Saint-Leon for mixing the medicine! A final thank you to all the fans that have supported this band from Day One!
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