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Nonsemble

by Eli Elkus

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If and when I get them riches... I'll send help to warsh them dishes and take you out to see that great wide world You got two good hands now, honey and I'll never see that money... You can be my rag time gal Go on and pack my bags and warm my muffins Lord ain't gimme me time for nuthin' Wishin', bitchin', dickin', and a ditchin' leave that teevee in the kitchen... one of these days I'll come on pickin'. Show them kids the no good they've been missin' Ain't got no wives in Chino but, baby... I ain't got one in Cherokee no Idahos, no Chino Dolls, no sweet Virginias Tell ya, we don't get into specifics talkin' 'bout that North Pacific Vegas I'm as vague as brown on wood But, If and when I'm gettin' them riches... I'll send help to warsh them dishes and take you out to see that great wide world But you got two good hands now, honey and I'll never see that money... You can be my rag time gal Sure I got me a misses in Mississippi... takes me dancin' down in Dixie calls it honkey tonkin' where she come from. But cities, country sides, or coastal, darliin' you stop writin' and I go postal 'Sippi she don't miss me when I'm gone If and when I get them riches... I'll send help to warsh them dishes and take you out to see that great wide world But you got two good hands now, honey and I'll never see that money... You can be my rag time gal oh, you can be my rag time gal yeah... You can be my rag time hag
2.
A sultry summer night drips from an ice cream cone a stampede of stilettos crawls across the cobble stone it leaves a slew of chocolate moose and broken ankle bones leadin' all the boys back home And every gal in this town wears a corset why any man on a corner's smokin' cigarettes and anybody wants to be 'em sees 'em laughin 'til they cry ain't nobody knows goddamn why ain't no coinkidink not neither do I In my mind there's been a jailbreak where all the wicked and the damned come runnin' for the gates I think I'd rather watch a guilty man walk... than leave a decent man in a cage Think it's time a good fella catch a break you know, he's been short changed since his court date that fella bought an umbrella hella, someone musta telled ya.... in that old wild world it gon' rain yeah, in that old wild world it gon' rain Kind of Blue's on cassette in a corvette rollin' slow courtin' silhouettes sippin' rosette and every sad old white man's got a dirty old mind and nobody knows goddamn why in the wrong place at all the wrong times He wants to take you for a ride on a sex drive why every lass out after sunset's in a cold sweat afraid that it's so, you've died more times than you know... at least you wound up here In my mind there's been a jailbreak where all the wicked and the damned come runnin' for the gates I think I'd rather watch a guilty man walk... than leave a decent man in a cage Think it's time a good fella catch a break you know, he's been short changed since his court date that fella bought an umbrella hella, someone musta telled ya.... in that old wild world it gon' rain yeah, in that old wild world it gon' rain oh, in that old wild world it gon' rain yeah, in that old wild world... It gon' rain.
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Wall Drug 03:58
You know, I don't know what I've been told mama say don't follow no signs but I seen this one 'bout a hundred or more times says "get on over to wall drug". Spent some time on that 90 line lemme ease my restless mind they got coffee fer a dime and a cherry pie... Surely that'll kill ya At Wall Drug, Wall Drug Getcherself over to Wall Drug 'cause ain't nothin' else 'round in that dirty old town 'cept good old Wall Drug Wall Drug, Wall Drug Get me on down to that Wall Drug I was feelin' spent and ain't nothin' made sense... 'Til off I went to Wall Drug Well I've been on the road some years or so ya know, I ain't got no home and me and my hound wanna settle on down ain't no place left to go... Until I saw that shinin' light a shootin' from my two headlights a place to hang my hat and cool my slacks Damn right, I call it Wall Drug Wall Drug, Wall Drug Shimmy on down to that that Wall Drug 'cause ain't nothin' else 'round that dirty old town 'cept good old Wall Drug Wall Drug, Wall Drug Gimme gimme gimme that Wall Drug Feelin' spent and ain't nothin' made sense... 'Til off I went to Wall Drug Them South Dakota farms never did me no harm you know, them Badlands ain't half bad... But gimme fiteen bucks - ah shoot, ah shucks... I'd give it all up for Wall Drug Get me a pack of smokes and a new gunrack the cheapest string of pearls and a ten gallon hat and a baseball bat (for next time someone steals my girl!) And a mustache mask and a trusty fuzz buster (so the police can't catch me) and a space balloon (just in case they do) I'd fly up to the moon! But, most off all just some tic tacs and knick knacs I'm best off thinkin' small... And ain't no one like a chick with stinky lips you know who to call! Call Wall Drug, Wall Drug Get along mama to Wall Drug 'cause ain't nothin' else 'round that dirty old town 'Cept good old Wall Drug Wall Drug, Wall Drug Getcherself down to that Wall Drug I was feelin' spent so off I went To spend my cents at Wall Drug Stopped to take a picture of the billboard sign said, "35 miles to Wall Drug" and I picked up a hitcher she was thumbin' fer a ride 'said, "Come along mama, to Wall Drug!" She was diggin' on me and it was plain to see said, 'Honey, best things come in threes... and we could be oh, so happy, you know... you, me, and Wall Drug!" She scootched a little closer and she whispered from afar "All I do is twos" and she opened up my door and she threw me out the car and just screamed, "Me and Wall Drug!" Wall Drug, Wall Drug I never did make it to Wall Drug and ain't nothin' else 'round that dirty old town 'Cept good old Wall Drug Wall Drug, Wall Drug That godforsaken Wall Drug ain't nothin' else 'round in that dirty old town 'cept good for nothin'... godforsaken... goddamn... Wall Drug!
4.
When I left my home... I said goodbye to my mawr and pawr I gots to find a place to call my own and I wonder... bread if I'll wake up dead it seems like easy cheese to me And I know we ain't had much luck livin' in a an old pickup truck but when we had a home it was just a great big pile of wood... Maybe a double wide trailer do us some good we'll get some rest - I'll smoke some meth with you... I wanna live in a double wide trailer Oh, I wanna live in a mobile home nah, a single wide just ain't enough a triple wide's a way too much! I wanna live in a double wide trailer Yeah, I wanna live in a double wide trailer Oh, I wanna live in a mobile home I'll have one room for my hoes and guests the other for my kids and meth I wanna live in a double wide trailer Oh, I wanna live in a double wide trailer Yeah, I wanna live in a mobile home Oh, I wanna live in a double wide Hit my kids and beat my wife I wanna live in a double wide trailer I wanna live in a double wide trailer Oh, I wanna live in a mobile home Yeah, I'll play my tunes on the shit show tour cook my squirrels on chicken skewers Outside my double wide trailer Oh, I got a hammer wife's gotta screw - I'll nail her abort that baby in the closet with a coat hanger Well I'll tell that bitch, "won't see ya later" stick my dick in mashed potaters "Get out of my double wide trailer!" Yeah, I wanna live in a double wide trailer I wanna live in a mobile home Oh, I wanna live in a double wide Hit my kids and beat my wife I wanna live in a dirty old trailer I wanna live in a double wide trailer Oh, I wanna live in a mobile home cookin' meth just like my pops I can't wait 'til I'm on cops! Inside my double wide trailer Yeah, I wanna live in a double wide trailer Oh, I wanna live in a mobile home tell the feds I hurt my back spend all of their cash on crack I wanna live in a double wide trailer Pornstar mustache - that's my flavor savor eat her beaver and I'll taste it later huffin' gas out of whip cream readin' nudie magazines Inside my dirty old trailer Oh, I wanna live in a double wide trailer I wanna live in a mobile home Yeah, I wanna live in a double wide Hit my kids and beat my wife I wanna live in a double wide trailer Oh, I wanna live in a double wide trailer Yeah, I wanna live in a mobile home... And in the summer time we'll keep cool I'll do my gal in a kiddie pool... I wanna live in a double wide trailer!
5.
Well... There once was a man who said "smoke 'em if you got'em". He held out his hands... He had so much that I shot him and I shoved him in the back of my old pickup truck 'cause not even cops can stop my love for tobacco! I don't have any friends - only smokers but they'll be by my side 'til the end... of a butt. And then they'll scrounge the town for tokers pickin' stogers off the street... When I get a pack they'll come back... for me Well, snuffin's rough and I ain't puffin' green stuff I'm rollin' joes, I'm suckin' squares, I'm burnin' bones And if yer there when I'm dyin' light me a smoke and I'll come alive again! Because, because, because... Tobacco! I can't keep a job because tobacco. No, I'd break for eight and work for four I got this big s-to-bacc-of bills of weight I cannot shake because today I spent my pay on tobacco! Oh... and I am not well because tobacco I'll be coughin' in my coffin ten feet deep well I done forgot to eat shucks, I don't even drink in fact, the only thoughts I think are tobacco! Well, snuffin's rough and I ain't puffin' green stuff I'm rollin' joes, I'm suckin' squares, I'm burnin' bones And if yer there when I'm dyin' just light me a smoke and I'll come alive again! Because, because, because... Tobacco! I won't have a wife because tobacco. No, it ain't that I'm too resin stained to wed but, when I'm blowin' her rings of smoke about to say my vows instead I said I love to love... Tobacco! Yes, through trouble and strife I've always had my bogies They get me over all the bogus things in life like goin' to work or gettin' a job or havin' my health, my wealth, or my wife I owe me, I, and all of myself to tobacco! So when you lay me in my grave... Make sure there's a pack of tailor-mades... I hear that heaven can hardly wait for Tobacco!

about

My first "solo" effort since being a "grown-up" is what I've been calling a 'Nonsemble' of a few musician friends from around New Hampshire. Thus, the EP is titled just that, Nonsemble. It is a compilation of folk songs written during my travels on the never-ending TroubaTour around the states and in various short-lived living situations around New England over the past few years. The songs were written and performed under a few archetypes of characters I've been developing - each an amalgamation of folks I've met in my travels around the United Circus of America.

The songs were inspired by (and poke fun at) the lifestyle and aesthetic of elder troubadours I once idolized. A sort of eccentric and satirical take on stuff to like tobacco and places like the infamous Wall Drug (which any a traveler who's been through South Dakota has most certainly at least seen a billboard for). There's more made up words than ever and plenty of abstract word play for those who dabble in semantics. It is a new concoction to me that, for lack of a one word qualifier, I've been calling vaudevillian inlaw country hobo wingnut freak folk children's music for adults... with a twist, of course.

These recordings feature the musical nonsense of Lukas Labrie on upright bass, Jake Davis on lap steel, and Bob Kordas on dobro and banjo. I recorded and mixed the 5 songs myself under the name Rubber Tramp Records within the parameters of an old Tascam 4-track tape recorder. There are only four tracks tops on each song and all but a couple tracks held the integrity of a single take without "punch-ins" to make for complete and utter honest nonsense. The instrumental tracks of Nonsemble were recorded in the New England homes of the musicians who appear on the album. The vocals were tracked in my short bus while on "TroubaTour", specifically while camped in Fredericksburg, TX and Slab City, CA and the cough percussion track for "Because Tobacco" in the woods of Arkansas. I thought I was going mad in Slab City when I went to finish recording vocals and there they were, all done and ready to go! I later found it was a lyme flare up that was causing my confusion and short term memory loss. Fortunately, I listened to the tape before pressing the red button as there's no safety net of digital recall on reel. I imagine it's possible I recorded them a few times over by then and just plain forgot.

The cover art features a few photos from a shoot I did with Lily Eye of Luna Tree Photography during our time in New Orleans in December of 2018. The characters heard in the recordings are depicted here as "No King", "No Kin", "No Time", and "Any Time". The wall is on N. Peters Street just outside the French Quarter where I (and many other rubber tramps) park their rigs to stay for days to months on end.

What started as a nonsensical recording project with fellow Root Tootin' Acoustic Hoot Night pickers (an open acoustic jam I host at the Stone Church Music Club in Newmarket, NH on Tuesday nights) slowly came into its own as the namesake to a new musical group with a rotating cast of musicians - Eli Elkus Nonsemble.

Intended for listening with your grandmother.

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released April 12, 2019

Eli Elkus - Singer/Songwriter & Classical Guitbox
Lukas Labrie - Upright Bass
Bob Kordas - Dobro & Banjo
Jake Davis - Lapsteel

Tea Time & Gustav Owen - Contributing writers on "Double Wide Trailer"

Produced by Eli Elkus at Rubber Tramp Records

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Eli Elkus Northampton, Massachusetts

Eli Elkus is a traveling musical storyteller, songmaker, and folk activist. He began sculpting his craft as a young troubadour fishin' for songs by the riversides and busking in the streets. And so it went... The lazy-eyed dreamer and his familiar Bronco the hound wonder wander the US byways bringing folk music to the folks, freewheelin' in their road sweet home - 'JeBus'.
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