My Kind of Barbecue

by Skinny Cool Kid

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Skinny Cool Kid's 2nd EP is a pot-luck of sounds, with soulful backup vocals, dope keys, killer electric guitar riffs, gentle melodies, catchy hooks, and tasty lyrics. This album sticks you with a fork, gnaws on your ears, and leaves you hungry for more. If you dig eclectic albums with different jams, this BBQ is for you.

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released September 4, 2014

Produced by: Chris Cotter and Skinny Cool Kid at TribeSound Records, West Chester, PA

Engineered by: Chris Cotter, Brian Davis

Mastered by: Tom Volpicelli at The Mastering House, Pottstown, PA

Chris Cotter - Percussion, bass guitar ("Indian Girl")

Brian Davis - Electric guitar (“Crooked” and “Welcome to the Sunshine”) Acoustic guitar ("Crooked")

Akire (Erika Schiff) - Backup vocals

Colin McGetrick - Electric Guitar (“My Kind of Barbecue”)

Tim Sonnefeld - Bass guitar ("Crooked", "BBQ", and "Sunshine")

Skinny Cool Kid - acoustic guitar, vocals

Photography/Videography: Jake Ferry, Chroma Productions

All songs written by Skinny Cool Kid

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Track Name: My Kind of Barbecue
My Kind of Barbecue

The snow is all melted, the warming sun I just felt it
And so I’m scrubbing the grill because you know I can’t help it
We’re doin’ chicken and steak and maybe ribs and a brisket
I’m gonna crack a cold case and all my friend’s gonna visit

Because it’s my kind it’s my kind it’s my kind of barbecue
You know it’s my kind it’s my kind it’s my kind of barbecue

in addition to sippin’, we got some cups that need flippin’
and we’re wishin’ we could always be dismissin’ the kitchen
I’m on a mission with rub, but I also lather it up
Go get’m Sweet Baby Ray, you know they can’t get enough

Because it’s my kind it’s my kind it’s my kind of barbecue
You know it’s my kind it’s my kind it’s my kind of barbecue
That’s right it’s my kind it’s my kind it’s my kind of barbecue
You know it’s my kind it’s my kind it’s my kind of barbecue

Hold on, I need a little more flavor, I need a little more flavor
Hold on, I need a little more flavor, ‘cause I need something to savor

I apply sauces with brushes, until it’s lucious
and even Hammer can’t touch this or do my recipes justice
I confess I leave the lid open, ‘cause you know that I’m hopin’
that all my neighbor’s come lookin’ at all the grub that I’m cookin’

CHORUS

Instrumental

Now that I’m thinkin’ that all this chicken is stickin’
I need to make a decision to finish what I envisioned
I’m yellin’ ‘Pam in the house! Is there any more PAM in the house?
I forgot the PAM in the house, oh well it’s still going down

So then I sip sip, then I poke poke, then I’m flippin’ it over
Take a sip sip, then I poke poke, then I’m flippin’ it over
I like to sip sip, then I poke poke, then I’m flippin’ it over
Then I step back while it (sizzle sound)

CHORUS

Na na, na na na na na...
Track Name: Welcome to the Sunshine
Welcome to the Sunshine

I have breathed the darkest days
Oh how they clouded up my mind
I said I need to change my ways
And all it took was a little time

Welcome to the sunshine
that comes after the rain
Still lookin for a place to call my own
I’ve been lookin for a home

Welcome to the freedom
that comes after the chains
still lookin for a place to lay my head
And I’m hopin I don’t wake up dead

I have traveled through the storm
You know it was so hard to see
On that road I was all alone
Til that sky parted for me

CHORUS

One thing I believe in is that
caves were made for leavin
but I’m startin from behind
so I won’t find another reason
to hide before I die, no no I won’t hide before I die

CHORUS

Welcome to the space above the sand
as it’s fallin through I’m gonna stand
in the hourglass, yeah time is gonna pass
but I’m bout to break free as another man

Welcome to the star within your eyes
pushin all the shadows to the side
sewin up a heart, no better way to start
I’m about to be born as another kind

Yeah I’m bout to be born as another kind
Yeah I’m bout to be born as another kind
I’m about to be born as another kind
Yeah I’m bout to be born as another kind
Track Name: Indian Girl
Indian Girl

Indian girl, lay here with me
don’t say a word, but tell me your dreams
Are you the first, to feel so free?
My Indian girl, don’t ever leave

Indian girl, remember the time
I felt your heartbeat, inside of mine
and you were the piece, that made me whole
My Indian girl, so far from home

Indian girl, what plagues you so
the planets you’ve been to, or where you might go?
and what’s left to do, once we part?
She’s my Indian girl, with an American heart

(Instrumental)

And what’s left to do, once we part?
She’s my Indian girl, with an American heart
She’s my Indian girl, with an American heart
Track Name: Crooked
Crooked

Sometimes I’m crooked like a stick after a storm
Sometimes I’m crooked, even before
had to check my mind and my coat, at the front door
when I’m done gettin’ crooked, I get crooked some more

but I had a reason
to breathe tonight
I had a reason
to feel alright
I had a reason
to believe tonight
and the reason was and the reason was and the reason was
good

Sometimes I’m crooked like a bone chewed by a dog
Sometimes I’m crooked, and then I’m gone
had to pay the toll and the fine, at the end of the line
‘cause I was too crooked but this definitely ain’t the last time

‘cause I had a reason
to breathe tonight
I had a reason
to feel alright
I had a reason
to believe tonight
and the reason was and the reason was and the reason was
good

Straighten me, straighten me out
back to my factory set
can you straighten me straighten me out
to something beautiful yet

Sometimes I’m crooked like a tool in the shed
i’ll probably still be crooked when I’m finally fuckin’ dead
had to hit the save on my page before I lost my thought
I’m about as crooked as a president whose conscience was bought

but I had a reason
to breathe tonight
I had a reason
to feel alright
I had a reason
to believe tonight
and the reason was and the reason was and the reason was
good

Call it my condition
‘cause nothin’ came to fruition
it was nothin’ but a nothin’ but a nothin’ but a nothin’ but a
nothin’ but a non decision

Call it my condition
‘cause somethin’ came to fruition
it was nothin’ but a nothin’ but a nothin’ but a nothin’ but a
nothin’ but a non decision

I live for what I’d die for
the rest can be dismissed
what’s the point of prayin’ for more
when all I gotta believe is that

I live...for this and only this
I’m gonna live...for this and only this
I’m gonna live...for this and only this
I’m gonna live...YEAH

Straighten me, straighten me out
back to my factory set
can you straighten me straighten me out
to something beautiful yet
Track Name: Ashes Wide
Ashes Wide

Long ago, we were pure
we knew for sure, just who we were
and who we were, might just be
what i prefer

I haven’t been, a good friend
i never call, no cards were sent
no cards were sent, to you
from me, but that don’t mean a thing

‘cause if this life ever takes you down
if your body meets the ground
i’ll take the highway to your side
in the middle of the night
i’ll even help spread your ashes wide
across the sea and the sky

we shared our thoughts, and many dreams
above the soft, confusing breeze
the confusing breeze, that came around
only to leave

the world laughed, while we tried
to find ourselves, before we died
before we die, i hope you know
you’re still a friend of mine

CHORUS

(Instrumental)

If you ever find your way back home
please make sure that i’m the first to know
i’ll be right here, through the clearing fog
with my porch light still on

there comes a time, for every man
to take a hit, then play his hand
then lay his hand upon, the one
who he did wrong

CHORUS