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New Frontier​/​Ancient Slab

by M.X. Turner

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1.
HERE COME THE BIG C Here come the Big C Here come the Big C Here come the Big C They mix the drinks like science win with sheer defiance part of their alliance Cross the threshold out the door Outside the ropes second line want more Here come the Big C Here come the Big C Here come the Big C This is cold style like an octopus Tonight Claiborne Party Bus no fuss To C another king don’t mean a thing just feel like Gus Fring tap tap ring ring BOOM! Here come the Big C Here come the Big C Here come the Big C got no time for the sweet talk sacred style street walk feathers any weather kids legend what they done did Fleur de lis family mess with C you’re gambling wear your cut Amelie 911 the trauma team Here come the Big C Here come the Big C Here come the Big C Supersonic Dynatronic multichronic gin and tonic hydroponic stop bubonic telephonic we demonic Here come the Big C Here come the Big C Here come the Big C…
2.
New Rockers 02:50
New rockers roll New East New rockers roll New West New rockers roll New North New rockers roll New South New rockers in the big tent New rockers in the one big union New rockers bring the man to his knees New rockers small axe big trees You showed the way the new rockers wail you taught the way the wheat shockers bail proved that money is just a heart that fails walked with me down mercy trails New rockers roll the Ninth Ward New rockers roll North Tonawanda New rockers roll the Bayou Teche New rockers roll they put us to the test! New rockers in the big tent New rockers in the one big union New rockers bring the man to his knees New rockers small axe big trees Hey, McMurray, the old Aud’s streets all the ghosts dancing blackout beats the road was long, you lived strong from Buffalo down to Houston town You gave my heart a reason to fight songs song true every night Everything you told me ‘bout how the world turns who sets the fires and who gets burned Love and resistance is the same damn thing kisses in the night freedom fighters who sing remember when we were new rockers on boil Baby you and me the ignition coil Baby you and me the ignition coil Baby you and me the ignition coil Baby you and me
3.
Mask 02:47
How come you don’t care ‘bout me I got mine on plain to see How come you don’t care about your teachers preacher family Why ain’t you ain’t got a mask New Orleans we all mask how come you ain’t wearn’ no mask Mardi Gras is when we mask Uptown, downtown, Tchoupitoulas the prez up there try to fool us need us bareface need us sicker poor and black this evil trickster How a mask become a weapon? how our kids start razor steppin’? make the choice, this where we are no more school, no more bars The river up to Ponchairtrain second lines need front line gains Walk the Quarter no mask no care I’m’a get what you leave in the air How come you ain’t got a mask Mardi Gras is when we mask how come you ain’t wearn’ no mask New Orleans we all mask St. Joe’s is where we mask Lundi Gras is when we mask Super Sunday we all mask Petronius we all mask Black Men of Labor mask Krewe of Dead Beans we all mask Second line is where we mask St. Ann’s is when we mask Mardi Gras is when we mask Muses we all mask Krewe du Vieux is when we mask Chewbaccus everybody mask social aid and pleasure clubs second line they do the dub Everybody in this town wear a mask now we mask
4.
Her and her brother it just used to be her and her brother now all three of them been going places looking for things, searching for things Going on adventures They used to have fun they used to run the back alleys But then she felt them cold hands touching the back of her neck You know how people are you tell ‘em something, they start talking sometimes she felt old like she ain’t around no more she burned bright as a punk in those fields of wheat she’d tell you she was a tough little rebel But then she got forgot in the shuffle disappeared into a California valley she married a man who made magic with a lens took her calls down at the Texaco station You have half-angel and half-devil in you nobody's perfect…never a perfect person around maybe the dead were coming for her maybe Blackjack making those sounds I think maybe that was Blackjack She turned her back on gilded dreams that trampled others and their Hollywood schemes Pictures of people suffering, their tongues hangin’ out wondering what that first locust means This girl, she didn’t know where she was going or what she was gonna do Maybe she’d meet up with a character I was hoping that things would work out for her She was a good friend of mine She was a good friend of mine
5.
Party Porch 05:20
This is our Party Porch we done it all before we welcome rich and poor the legend and the lore This is our Party Porch got chairs against the door you want it more and more we give you what-for This is our Party Porch can’t take it on tour can’t buy it in a store you got to do your chores This is our Party Porch This ain’t no price war we step the two and four swinging hammers like Thor This is our Party Porch it’s what a porch is for we always shake the floor we party to the core This is our Party Porch bark like a Labrador tap on a Commodore harder than iron ore This is our Party Porch we dance ‘til we sore that Big Freedia score tougher than a matador This is our Party Porch straight to the Gulf shore sometimes the rain pour lightning and thunderstorm This is our Party Porch loud enough in Singapore bouncing down in Salvador twerkin’ through to Terpsichore This is our Party Porch it’s what a porch is for we always shake the floor we party to the core This is our Party Porch herbivore and carnivore rise above like sycamore carry weight like stevedore This is our Party Porch magic like Dumbledore outlast the dinosaurs wilder than a wild boar This is our Party Porch Breonna love for sure Send our kids off to war Cops with guns we do deplore This is our Party Porch Kaepernick for the score Ruby Bridges through the door New Orleans for ever more This is our Party Porch it’s what a porch is for we always shake the floor we party to the core
6.
Whatchy’all wanna do? Whatchy’all wanna do? Whatchy’all wanna do? All we get from the cops is disrespect knee in the neck All we get from the cops is disrespect knee in the neck Lucky we don’t seek revenge your tired words would fall again None shall prosper evil deeds and the truth will carry me Might be a fake bill in the Twin Cities selling Staten Island loosies might be a run ‘neath the Georgia sun or traffic stop and cop havin’ fun Whatchy’all wanna do? Whatchy’all wanna do? Whatchy’all wanna do? Rise up no more lies kill us then apologize Rise up take them down one by one we’ll stand our ground Could be a gun that he’s licensed for or a no-knock bashing through the door carving wood near the Puget Sound tossed in cop van cuffed and bound Devil’s shade on a thin blue line spillin’ blood like red wine dread of black skin through white eyes Cops know from slave days aim up high Lucky we don’t seek revenge your tired words would fall again None shall prosper evil deeds and the truth will carry me Living with the pain of the ancestors Raging veins of protestors When you gotta tell your kid every time they leave give ‘em no excuse to make your momma grieve All we get from the cops is disrespect knee in the neck All we get from the cops is disrespect knee in the neck Lucky we don’t seek revenge your tired words would fall again None shall prosper evil deeds and the truth will carry me So so tired but we ride the lightning so so tired heavy heart tightening so so tired but we keep on fighting so so tired – time for incitin’ Whatchy’all wanna do? knee in the neck Whatchy’all wanna do? Whatchy’all wanna do? Whatchy’all wanna do? knee in the neck Whatchy’all wanna do? Whatchy’all wanna do?
7.
I don’t see this lasting long could end up a vengeful song no buybacks the Cascade tracks The pints go down so fast miss ol’ George down at Rocky’s Lost Tribe Matty Seanchai she raced me down a pint glass riding with Critical Mass Moonlight kissing frantic whisp’ring we all spinning romance sinning touring thru a Southern holler springtime psilocybin dollars 8-tracks no punks on CD bad for business peace treaty ‘lectric tape on grandpa’s spex revolution comes with sex Rivers of Babylon steel City jukebox small asking questions bout the chicken or the fox Melodians run 4:16 Euphrates’ foreign team shook hands with Robby Oppenheimer the end of all timer When you getting back from Gillespie Pass? swirling stars and the misty gas When you getting back from Gillespie Pass? swirling stars and the misty gas Silver Comet Trail chrome Wait for the stars to take them home Wilver Comet Trail chrome Wait for the stars to take them home
8.
It’s Generacs and Sazeracs in New Orleans tonight look at the stars, y’all, in the blackout sky above New Orleans tonight All my friends have hit the open road away from New Orleans tonight It’s just my gal and my dog and the heat on the porch in New Orleans tonight Everyone’s asking “how’re you doin’” “fine I guess, how about you?” When the power’s coming back no one’s got a clue Checking on Miss Garmmane and ol’ Mr. Bobby said he stayed through the storm ‘cause his wife’s head is lately kinda foggy It’s good that those who can are getting out while they can But if you’re here, stop on by for a warm beer and a shot of rye The Generacs and Sazeracs make my head hum and buzz how long can we hold in our hands all them things that was? That live oak fell on my neighbor’s house lines for ice at the local Rouse Red plastic gas cans battery fans How much is left of that stuff that was? When everyone gets back home handshakes and hugs golden foam then we get back to living life Second lines waltzes and Tipitina’s lights
9.
Storms form on the border lines it’s getting warm in the northern climes turnin’ blind eyes while we twist in the wind ripping off roofs with a wink and a grin The bells all ring now the town’s awake I’ll meet you down at the barricades Trust the map the heart buried deep Darlin’ have a little faith in the leap Love costs the same as it ever does a kiss is sweet as it ever was sweat-soaked sheets on a hot summer night tomorrow the streets will come alive When they sky falls I’ll cover you when the sun explodes we’ll up and go Earth splits wide, grab the keys we’ll survive this murder spree
10.
Cascade Moon 04:00
I spent all these years fighting other people’s fires instead of lighting my own fuse in this rainy-ass town We the beautiful freaks dragging dutiful dreams now we stand and watch the viaduct and our old haunts coming down We met by chance on a Sunday afternoon now it’s midnight in mountains ‘neath the Cascade moon Hidden trails and spinnin’ vinyl and holy punk rock shows you’re my refuge, you’re my city, I ain’t lettin’ go I sell old guitars at the end of the runway and I sing the rock’n’roll about this city full of cranes But it costs too much to live here, them desperate hearts they disappear I nearly hopped aboard the King Station train Willie braids and Marshall stacks and Z-Dog barkin’ in the back let’s laugh and kiss and pop the top on another Rainier six-pack The four- and six-string sound, darlin’ you’re the one that I found let’s dance and Do the Gorgon and sugar let’s shake the shack
11.
We’re singing this song that’s not our own (Little Liza Jane) on a land that’s not our own (Little Liza Jane) This freedom road come ‘round again (Little Liza Jane) this long arc will rise again (Little Liza Jane) Oh, Little Liza, Little Liza Jane Oh, Little Liza, Little Liza Jane I walk along the riverside (Little Liza Jane) my ancestors fought and died (Little Liza Jane) accused of crimes they had to hide (Little Liza Jane) the holy waters where they cried (Little Liza Jane) The sun and moon come and go (Little Liza Jane) My Grandpa Bill put on a show (Little Liza Jane) The stars cut through our nighttime sky (Little Liza Jane) My momma Sally in the bye and bye (Little Liza Jane)
12.
Well I might’ve made a better choice than to shoot that man some kind forgiveness that I could’ve done Well I might’ve made a better choice than to put him in his grave but I can’t rightly conjure a single one Now I’m getting old and letting go I feel my soul sinking in the mud cold metal pressed in my palm like a handshake from Beelzebub It was sweet revenge for my family in the bloody place they fell I shot that man I shot him down I sent him straight to helll He thought a gun for an angel would save his soul I thought a gun for an angel would send him straight to hell A gun for an angel some folks’ magic spell A gun for an angel sends us all to hell
13.
Why can’t they remember what it’s like to feel the tremors like you’ve been dismembered like your heart just takes up space They don’t hear me speak they won’t let me think I’m a thief who’s out to steal for my poetry and a drink I don’t belong here I don’t belong anywhere I don’t belong here I don’t belong anywhere I don’t belong here I don’t belong anywhere I don’t belong here with you You say I’m gonna fail I suffer your insane tale shakin’ wearin’ chain mail ‘til I strut my stuff at the Hungry Eye I don’t care about you or them steel tip shoes or the nightly news all I care is what I can take from you Give me a system I can run myself Give me a mission with no gun on the shelf Give me a kiss and I’ll pull away in the treehouse on the shore of a frozen lake demure cold insatiable bold violence sold! intelligence keeping you at arm’s length someone hears me scream the cops arrive in their machine makin’ threats about my scene but they got no control over me!
14.
Somewhere high in all our dreams An outlaw is the king of kings Every drug’s been legalized See the Red Head Stranger’s eyes Patsy Cline’s back on the air The only dance to do is square It’s heaven here for you and I Hill Country’s blazing skies I wanna live in a world where Waylon, Johnny, Hank alive two lanes and a day’s drive We’ll all meet up with our guitars a honkytonk rise from this bar If we lived in a world where Vote Guy Clark for VP Half the shit taken off TV Shiner Bock in every store Tejano desperados roar Pall Mall straight in every hand A pedal steel in every band All the cowboy boots you want enough to fill the Astrodome I wanna live in a world where Waylon’s always free for beer Immigrants are free from fear We’ll all meet up with our guitars a honkytonk rise from this bar If we lived in a world where Memphis might come back to life Austin woulda never died Lonestar State love nationwide We’d auction off Los Angeli Forget what we’d have done today gulp down Jim Beam all we want Ted Cruz is a low-rent stunt I wanna live a world where All highways lead to Luckenbach With Willie ain’t lookin’ back We’ll all meet up with our guitars A honkytonk rise from this bar If we lived in a world where If we lived in a world where I wanna live in a world where I wanna live in a world where I wanna live in a world where you and me in a world where we’ll fall in love in a world where no more war in a world where no more war in a world where I wanna live in a world where I wanna live in a world where
15.
Lord, we give thanks for the folks on the outside picture us free of the Angola wire Lots of good cowboys here in the lockdown Johnny Brooks is set in the cold hard ground And he’s finally free A six-second ride to ride far away six seconds to ride, ride all the way victory ain’t freedom, not where we’ve stood but it’s as close as I come ‘til I come home for good as close as I come for a moment we’re free ‘til I come home for good prison walls rise ‘tween cowboys and the sky rodeo shirts striped black and white There’s bareback and the bust-out and the mean longhorn studs day’s end they’re covered in the bayou mud It feels something like freedom We’re innocent or we did the crime Baton Rouge don’t care they’re bankin’ dollars and dimes every cell they fill they collect on a bill Freedom Rides are different this side of the line my heart sings my soul shines
16.
Bayou Road 02:19
Quiet Seventh Ward streets tonight mercury deep freeze warning outside bring in the cats better wrap up the pipes towel foam and tape best wrap ‘em up tight live oaks won’t save you from the bitter winds Pete’s Out In The Cold Kevin buzz you in leave the crazy somewhere else down the riverside it’s the coldest ever been in New Orleans tonight ‘neath the I-10 men turn from the freezing cold Claiborne krewes party bus dreams bought and sold Bayou Road lost souls stumble through the mist looking for their wallet and a warm wet kiss Shooting stars when the shooting starts shooting stars when the shooting starts shooting stars when the shooting starts shooting stars when the shooting starts shooting stars when the shooting starts
17.
Forever darlin’ I’ll fill your glass on warm summer nights I’ll pour the whiskey for you on the porch after the good days or the bad fights for you darlin’ the world I’ll drag the sun through the bayou sky forever shining on you I’ll draw the stars into dreamy shapes I’ll paint your portrait in blue for you darlin’ the world The only gold I dig is the beating of your heart The only thrill I seek is swooning in your arms The only place I wanna be is your honey and your bees For you darlin’ the world a bucketful of raindrops in the butterfly garden flowers growing tall in the delta dirt We’ll have jasmine in the air whenever we make love for you darlin’ the world I’ll walk the dog fifty miles in the rain I’ll run every errand bale all the hay I’ll walk the high road mountains to the bay I’ll cook your favorite dish serve it on a t.v. tray for you darlin’ the world The only gold I dig is the beating of your heart The only thrill I seek is swooning in your arms The only place I wanna be is your honey and your bees For you darlin’ the world
18.
Let’s go to Jericho together we’ll climb them walls let’s go to Jericho Gabriel’s playing at the Preservation Hall Someone blow the big brass horn Young Olympians one day born Someone blow the big brass horn down by the river we dance is how we mourn Someday we’ll dream this town ghosts and hymns from the day we drowned Someday we’ll dream this town tears top the levees when they’re coming down One day in the by and by all ancestors in the sky One day in the by and by the Big Chiefs preach and brass bands testify Gaza to the Lower Ninth caught in storms black as night Belfast to the bayou We’ll build our boat we’ll sail the rising tide Were we really here at all? Lost souls sinners port of call Was it all a glory dream rolling in the warm Mardi Gras sunbeams Forever darlin’ I love you friends and comrades you’re my krewe We’ve done our time we’ve paid our dues love this city nothing left to lose Let’s go to Jericho climb the walls before they fall let’s go to Jericho Gabriel’s playing at the Preservation Hall

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PRODUCED BY M.X. TURNER

Recorded March 2020-October 2021 at Dupre Street Studio, New Orleans, LA except “Gun For An Angel” recorded Autumn 2016 at Cobra Studio, West Seattle, WA (engineered by Bryan Cobra Marshall); “Faith In The Leap” recorded Winter 2015 at Duwamish Overlook Studio, West Seattle, WA (engineered by CJ Minerva)

Words and music M.X. Turner (all songs BMI) except “Whatchy’all Gonna Do?” words and music Otha Brotha and M.X. Turner; “Gimme A System” words by Tanya Marquard and M.X. Turner, music by M.X. Turner; “Willie Nelson Is President” words by Mandolin Hooper, music by M.X. Turner; “Little Liza Jane” traditional

© 2015-2021 M.X. Turner, except “Whatchy’all Wanna Do” © 2021 Kahlil Jahai and M.X. Turner; “Gimme A System” © Tanya Maquard and M.X. Turner; “Willie Nelson Is President © 2015 Mandolin Hooper.

Lyrics available at mxturner.com

© 2021 Velocidad Maxima Records

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released November 5, 2021

Produced by M.X. Turner

Nick Bacon: lead and rhythm guitar “Silver Comet Trails”
Mar Brisa: vocals “For You Darlin’ The World”
Ed Brooks: pedal-steel guitar “Angola Cowboys”
Otha Brotha: lead vocals, beats, sample “Whatchy’all Gonna Do”
Brian Cutler: double-bass on “The Four- And Six-String Sound”
Daniel Dan-O Deckleman: lead guitar “Gimme A System”
Marie-Isabelle Pautz: fiddle “Tough Little Rebel,” “Little Liza Jane,” “Bayou Road”; vocals “Little Liza Jane,” “Bayou Road”
Susan Hwang: vocals “Party Porch”
Ken Korman: lead guitar “Mask”
Brian Cobra Marshall: backup vocals “Gun For An Angel”
Emily Neustrom: vocals “Little Liza Jane”
Charlie Nieland: bass “Party Porch”
M.X. Turner: Vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, bass, drums, percussion, t-fer, piano, organ, keyboards, accordion, beats

Cover artwork: Mac Mcgill
Back-cover photo: Earl Harper
Graphic design: M.X. Turner

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M.X. Turner New Orleans, Louisiana

M.X. Turner has been playing and releasing records since the 1980s. Loud, passionate and wide-ranging, Turner's albums take on the system and mend the heart. Turner has played with The Service, Bad Manners, The Devil's Advocates, Diet Tribes, The Spunk Lads, RebelMart and South Sound Tug & Barge. New Frontier/Ancient Slab is his first solo album in a quarter-century. ... more

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