STEVE ECK AND THE MIDNIGHT STILL - DRAG IT OUT, BURN IT DOWN (2010)

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Boll Weevils
Drag It Out
For Keeps
Shit Done Changed
Just Let Us Rest
Yea Though
Friends and Family
From the Gutters to the Stars Above

"During the Mardi Gras after Katrina, Steve’s dog nearly took off my right arm. I had returned to the crescent city for the first time since the storm had nearly wiped her off the face of the earth. After months of staring at the TV monitoring the struggling vital signs of the fragile city I loved, I had come to pay my respects, survey the damage and (of course) watch some off-duty circus clowns spit fire under the viaduct to the rowdy crescendos of a punk rock brass band while costumed revelers rammed costumed shopping carts into each other.

After a night on frenchman street, we had returned to Eck’s upper 9th ward abode. When I entered the front door I was trailing Steve by about 15 feet. I didn’t think much of the distance between us but apparently it was enough to trigger the 2 dog security system. They assumed I was a stranger and sprung into action. While I tried to keep the smaller dog from barking, a large Mastiff calmly placed his jaws around my elbow engulfing nearly half my arm. His steady eyes implied that he could remove this fragile appendage should I make a move he didn’t like.

True, this wasn’t the welcome I had expected but it was somehow fitting. While I was reading about Katrina in the paper from my comfortable Chicago apartment, every living creature down here had been going through some serious trauma. Things I could never imagine had happened on these streets. The large glassy eyes starring up from behind powerful jowls seemed to communicate to me that everything I had read and heard about, all the pain and suffering, had really happened. What to me was imaginary was a reality they had to live with everyday.

When Steve turned around, he began laughing hysterically. He batted the dog’s head away and poured some Carlo into to two small plastic cups, Zulu parade cups I think.

All songs (unless noted) written and performed by Steve Eck and the Midnight Still. Yea Though written by Casey Meehan.

Recorded at Brown Room Recording Services in New Orleans, LA by Adam Waller.
Produced by Adam Waller and Steve Eck.

The Midnight Still is
Marc Laporte: Double Bass
Justin Vittitow: Drums
Adam Waller: Guitar, Banjo
additional keys performed by Thomas Furtado" (Rock Proper)

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