We’re in Pittsburg, Texas, where they make the hot links that make many a Sunday picnic into a fiery bit of redemption. That fellow under the shade tree doing the percussion sure sounds as if he knows what he’s doing—it’s amazing the way the sounds reverberate off the pond as if we were in a studio.

It’s amazing what a church organ can sound like when you remove it from the sanctuary and plug it in beneath the gum tree.

The thing I like about pedal steels is that they’re as natural as birdsong—I wonder what people did before they had birds and pedal steel.

The choral accompaniment sounds as if it’s been saved, and yet refuses to gloat about it.

The way I see it, Lou Reed and Colin Mutchler and Joey Ramone all come from someplace down-county, where the barbecue drawls with a righteous indignation, and politics is spoken here.

A creative mix whose production values render it a pleasure to hear. Unexpected, unafraid, and undeniable.

To me its amazing to be able to hear something thats been playing around in your head a certain way completely flipped around and taken into another direction—-and it works so well. Great production and imagination. Very well done Sir—-you bought a big smile to my face.

Very cool. I really like it. It put a big smile on my face. I love that pedal steel.

yeah, this is great! i dig the simple conga, snare combo, and the panning ride cymbal is cool too.

very cool treatment. lou reed would be jealous of this!

What a great tune for a Sunday morning. You’ve hit the magic button here!

always enjoy your uploads…chock full of samples

a great pell by Colin, surrounded by a clean & natural nashville-quality BT. a perfect marriage of deadpan delivery & peppy-hepepe on the faders makin’ sure! good one, man.

that guitar riff gives it somewhat unique vibe to the whole thing, i find it very original. good idea and job.

Amazing… even more Beef than ever! I love the oldschool touch. Hepepe flows into the true blue again :)

A Bit of what i call funky Country with a touch of soul. Very Done Hepepe !!!!!!!!

aaaaaahhhh!!!
Na ez is Lehetne Editors’ Picks???!!!
Ezt le is pötyögöm a cajoneromon.
Isten vagy!
De ez male voc.(:)
hason ló katt…yippijééé
k.

Komoly és meghatott lelkem küldi feléd a hála szavait:
Köszönöm, költők, hogy vagytok!
Csak tovább, egyre, meg ne álljatok!
Szóval bejött, bírtam - kicsit sárgulok is az irígységtől - de majd “fakul, veszti színét a világ”

Peter was sitting in an outdoor cafe in Buda, right on the banks of the Danube (Roll On, you Mighty River, Roll On), enjoying his 32nd shot of paprika flavored vodka. “I think I will write a Country and Eastern song”, he mused through the potato alcohol induced haze, “and send it in to irritate and amuse my friend, flatwounds, who seems to have taken his self imposed 20 year sabbatical a bit too seriously.”

So he sat down with his MARS-M laptop and wrassled..lassoed..doggie roped..a part from Colin..who was not aware that he had been turned into Larry McMurtry right in the midst of an audio hallucination. Peter had the “riff” the “plot” the “bed” the the..thang..going, when over his shoulder, a voice as smooth as silk, as pure and clean as the driven snow from the Carpathians, as (put your own over used thing here Cowgrrrl, I am still half asleep) whispered..Hep Hep Hep! Peter! this is the Ghost of the Lonesomest Prairie. Put in a pedal steel..make it sound like Lloyd Maines with a percocet hangover fer crying out loud..and Peter..MORE REVERB! and knock off those references to Brataslava Gals..Nobody in the US of A will git it!

So it came to pass, and the next morning, sho’ nuff nuff ya’ll (that would be a Rasta Billy phrase…) a track semi-magically appeared on the doorstep of the ccM office in downtown (where are you again Victor?) and was made available to the general public at large for mass digestion.

I have to change his name from the Budapest Bluesboy to the Budapest Wrangler or sump’thin. maybe just “sump’thin” but well, there you go.

Oh yea,

Hey Hep! This is pretty fun and enjoyable! I really like it a lot!

Excellent mix.

A perfect accompaniment to drive out one last time to the Grand Canyon in a 1996 Thunderbird Convertible.

Very cool remix! I would say:”Jeeeeepepe!” ;-)

that was fresh!