a 'nuf! mp3 archive   Jami, Pete, Wayne, Neil and George The Treats Surf Fest 06 MP3s Sept 15, 2006 Mendocino, California Don't piss off the artists! All this material is fully protected under copyright law and is not to be used for any commercial purpose without written permission. (No high speed access to download these mp3s? Please feel free to email us expressing your interest and providing a current mailing address and we will mail you a free audio CD of this EP)   Surf Fest EP 06 "no retreat!" Song To Mom.mp3 (7:58) The Best She Could.mp3 (6:24) Here It Comes.mp3 (9:44) (c)(p) 1980, 1992, 2006 Barking Dog w/The Treats Peter Black the original Barking Dog lyrics, vocals, slag guitar and banjocaster with guest Jami Gilliam on lead guitar The Treats Wayne Christophersen filigree fill guitar Neil Lowe bass George Cordes drums   Recorded live in the field on a Korg D1600 with David Poindexter at the controls at Kenny's Surf Fest down in Mendocinco, California, September 15, 2006 and then roughed up good in The Spare Room up at The Agenda Studio in Fort Bragg. All Color Photos: MacAdam Black Have fun. We sure did! Contact The Treats mailto:nufstuff@mcn.org or snail mail to: The Treats / 'nuf! records Box 1549 Fort Bragg CA 95437 more Barking Dog stuff and mp3s   Lyrics: Song To Mom (19780) Peter Black Oh Jean Your picture hanging on the wall Taken so many shades away Before the starting of it all After the potter glazed the clay You must have fired the finer side of me Oh Jean My brothers are with me too And all my sisters and all the girlies too After all, for tonight Aren't we the chosen few? Can I help it now if I'm relatin to you? After the potter glazed the clay You must have fired the finer side of me  Oh Jean More than any picture on the wall Went ahead and did it Created it all Seeing let's me know I see How it is you pushed me Brought me through that sea After the potter glazed the clay You must have fired the finer side of me Oh Jean Your picture hanging on the wall Taken so many shades away Before the starting of it all After the potter glazed the clay You must have fired the finer side of me my mom: Jean Marie 1932   The Best She Could (1992) Peter Black She came protected in a monied world When she wore her heart on her sleeve it was a flag unfurled I'm telling you that she was a she And she didn't use needles, that I guarantee She always did the best she could To try and change the world for the good Yeah, Mary Payne tried Yeah, at least, Mary Payne tried She was kinda manic about the food she ate Always a whole food salad and it always tasted great She was always out there in an exercise That she could be so vulnerable was hard to realize Her sex was an alter free from sacrifice She always looked oh so clean, and she always looked nice She gave of herself and her time and her bread Now who could believe how she got dead I got friends that been junkies, I got friends that are gay But for a miracle none of them had gone away Life is full of contradictions, I know life is unfair But that she should be the first to go finally made me care Yeah she always did the best she could To try and change the world for the good Yeah, Mary Payne tried Yeah, but Mary Payne died     Here It Comes (2006) Peter Black Here it comes, here it comes Here it comes, here it comes Racing across the field, it's on the run Here it comes, the morning sun The morning dew bejewels the grass The day is here, ain't life a blast? Time to send the kids off to school Find the stone, hone the tool Time to begin the daily chores Mow the grass, sweep the floors Time to prepare the mid day meal Time to take it all in, all you can feel So it goes on through the day Help plant the crop, stack the hay Safe at home and fully fed It must be time to be headin for bed Snuggle close, give a hug, steal a kiss It surely don't get much better than this The star filled blanket fills the night All is good, all feels right Yet you can still feel it on the run Yes, here it comes, the morning sun   "Stoney Mountain Music"   Amnesty For Starving Artists! "Do not be discouraged. You are not forgotten."   more Barking Dog stuff and mp3s The OnAgenda HomePage (site mother)