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When he’s on the road he feels like a tired old salesman hoping from town to town and door to door. Yet instead of selling those cheap goods that are made in China he sells those cheap songs made down in Durban South Africa.
I ran away from such dreary days and if I forget about you, my soul might as well die to and I’ll try and pawn these cheap songs, even though I never get much, the road it calls my name. I’ll bleed all over the concrete again, until I find the song salesman.
His tired suit tells his own tale, the holes in his shoe, talk about the fight, some win some lose, flailed affliction from tired boots. He carries on down the road he has baggage he needs to off load some say selling songs isn’t a real job, but he carries on.
The story means more to him then the wage; some say he’s still a slave to the song. His heart is blessed this road is cursed, but he still carries on.

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from The Accidentals - Catastrophe, released November 28, 2013

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GroundSweep Records Durban, South Africa

A DIY, for the love recording label. Which serves as a platform to archive Matt Vend's creative process. This bandcamp page also includes a few artists whose music he happened to produce. And some of his old bands including Sibling Rivalry, The Accidentals and The Tubby Wilson's. Many of these releases are also available at We Did This Records. All music up for donation. X ... more

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