Carol Pacey & the Honey Shakers

Caged Dead Birds © CA Pacey

 

I don't vent (much) on FB about how I feel about things. That said, my feeling may may very well end up in a song. We are going to play this new tune Saturday at Pho Cao. Please join us and sing along if you would like to do so. 

Caged Dead Birds © CA Pacey

Endure no more. Say goodbye to our innocent souls.

Endure no more and embrace our rebel roles.

Endure no more and our lives will soon rebound.

Endure no more. Say, “Hello,” to our freedoms found.

Rise up, sleepy ones, and our voices will be heard.

Rise up to defend ourselves from becoming caged, dead birds.

Rise up, sleepy ones, for the counting among the gathered.

Rise up, sleepy ones, for the good of all that matters.

Rise up, sleepy ones, rise up.

Rise up, sleepy ones, rise up, rise up…

And shame on those who try to tear us down

And shame on those who sell away our crowns.

And shame on those who revel in defeat

And shame on those who celebrate deceit.

Endure no more. Say goodbye to our innocent souls.

Endure no more and embrace our rebel roles.

Endure no more and our lives will soon rebound.

Endure no more. Say, “Hello,” to our freedoms found.

Rise up, sleepy ones, and our voices will be heard.

Rise up to defend ourselves from becoming caged, dead birds.

Rise up, sleepy ones, for the counting among the gathered.

Rise up, sleepy ones, for the good of all that matters.

Rise up, sleepy ones, rise up.

Rise up, sleepy ones, rise up, rise up…

And shame on those who try to tear us down

And shame on those who sell away our crowns.

And shame on those who revel in defeat

And shame on those who celebrate deceit.

Rise up, sleepy ones, rise up.

Rise up, sleepy ones, rise up.

Rise up, sleepy ones, rise up.

Rise up, sleepy ones…rise up.

Arizona Sound

 

Well, we made it to Las Vegas, NV, and we did what we do; we rocked hard! We can't thank the Roxy Gunn Project enough for working this show into their schedule. They are busy out there, working hard in the cover band scene, grinding many nights and hours in a row to make a living. Original music shows are a treat for them, something I think we take for granted here in the valley. I was chatting with a few folks from Vegas at that show and another one living here now, and it made me realize that we are quite fortunate to have the number of venues we do here in Phoenix with local music. I was told that music scene in Phoenix is awesome by the folks living in Vegas and I was shocked to hear that one. I know the scene was hot a while ago, but they said it still is...so thank you for that too, venues, and our local band friends and their fans! I also heard that our band has that "Arizona sound." That one I think folks here have mentioned that before and I dig it! Here are some sweet photos by a new fan of our band, Stephen R. Sylvanie, Jr, who is a die hard Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers fan. Thank you, Stephen, and we hope to see you again soon!

Las Vegas and beyond

 

Finally, our band is heading out of state, first stop of hopefully many, will be in Las Vegas with our friends, Roxy Gunn Project! That's not too bad! More info is posted on our calendar page and always check us out on FB! 

Carol's Chain

 

So on with the stories about things nobody's asked about in band interviews... At most shows, I sport a chained-up wallet with the wallet tucked into by back left pocket. Truth be told, the little wallet holds our band's business cards and that's it, no money. I don't think these need protected. I just thought it looked cool; rockers sport those chains and I'm a rocker! But the thing is is that I know I'm not cool enough to sport this chained look. Rocker or not, I'm just not. So to offset how it's supposed to be and the fact that I'm not cool, I make it more fun and hang charms on my chain! Some of my charms include two bottle caps, one with our 'bee awesome' and another a very happy bee from our friend, Renee, a metal fish skeleton, a large engraved heart with my aunt's initials and some lovely thoughts that I am guessing were from her mom, my grandmom, and a tiny cowbell from a little bottle of booze Andy gave me at Christmas. I've also lost quite a few including an octopus, a faux diamond goldfish, a world peace piece, and more I can't even remember! So anyway, check it out sometime. I think it's fun and nope, it's not cool at all, and that's alright with me. It just makes me happy. :o) PS - in that pic from our fav photog, Song River of CowGirlZen Entertainment, you can see some of the ones that I lost!!!

Jumping Out

 

...of the nest a bit. In order to start with our world-wide domination of rocking, we are hitting the road a bit. We have three potential shows lining up...Las Vegas, Bisbee and Flagstaff, and we are following up with friends in Tucson and Los Angeles. That's a pretty good start, right? If you have any ideas and/or you reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeealy would like us in your town, give us a shout on our contact page. This pic was 2014...it's definitely time now!!!

Our Windy

 

It's been a minute since we blogged, and please, don't remind me about the email list. Trust me, I know...

A friend to us and our band, Ms. Windy West, died in May. Died, they say, because she allegedly killed herself. We don't know, and sadly we may never know. If that was the case, then we are so terribly sad that we could not have helped her; we would have given her anything we could. If it was not that the case, then whomever had a hand in it will hopefully get what is truly and absolutely deserved. What we do know is we loved her and her spirit, and we know that her spirit lives on. 

Ghost Cat Attack

 

Well, hey there! We added a last min show for May...be sure to join us at them all!!!

Cosmo

 

When I was in kindergarten or so, I found out that I was allergic to cats...I guess the way everyone does...you play with a cat, or a kitten in this instance actually, later rub your eyes and then all kinds of sneezing-running-nose-hell breaks loose.  I was so confused! It was my friends' new kitten and I LOVED it!!!! I played with it and played with it, then rubbed my eyes and they burned like crazy!!! Then the rest started and there you go...  So with that, for the most part, I learned to keep cats at a distance. Turns out though, I am also allergic to dogs, horses, dust, some grasses and plants, and probably the Loch Ness monster if we ever met and I rubbed it's ears! Fast-forward a bunch of years and I meet Andy who has three cats, Cosmo, Butters and Atticus. All three very different personalities and all lovers of Carol-the-allergic-one, although Butters keeps it quite cool, but who will take a good rub down when given. After we all got to know each other, it got to be that all three would come over to me to get their attention. Like I said, Butters has his own way. Atticus loves to drool on me while rubbing his face all over me. He also seems to like to play like a puppy so we get along well. Then there was Cosmo. Cosmo loved to sit on the back of the couch and rub his face in my hair...well, anybody's hair that sat on the couch. I loved and hated it as he would leave behind cat dander that would nail my allergies later if I didn't wash my hair that day or so...  Cosmo would also meet me on the kitchen counter and just meow his head off until I gave him treats, much to Andy's dismay as I may have given them to him more than once a day...  Cosmo LOVED acoustic guitar playing by his dad and I'm certain, my singing, and would often join us when we practiced, sometimes hanging out inside my guitar case. Last year when working on Eyes on the Prize I decided to include Cosmo in the album art, and so like our artist, Michael McCartney said, Cosmo will forever be immortalized there as Cosmo went on to Kitty Heaven this past week. We'll miss him for sure... 

 

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