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Born of wayward fathers and mothers of invention, TrueFire's elite corps of hooligans, knife throwers, belly dancers and rapscalions all share a burning, unbridled passion for one thing. Ok, make that two things, one of them being the guitar. Click the thumbnails to meet your friends from the Fire.

  • Bradw 500
    Head Smoke Jumper

    Johnny's in the basement, mixing up the medicine
    I'm on the pavement, thinking about the government
    The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off
    Says "He's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off"

    Look out kid, it's somethin' you did
    God knows when but you're doin' it again
    You better duck down the alley way, lookin' for a new friend
    The man in the coon-skin cap, in the big pen
    Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten

    Maggie comes fleet foot face full of black soot
    Talkin' that the heat put, plants in the bed but
    The phone's tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say
    "They must bust in early May, orders from the D.A"

    Look out kid, don't matter what you did
    But walk on your tip toes don't tie no bows
    Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
    Keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes
    You don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows

    Oh get sick, get well, hang around a ink well
    Ring bell, hard to tell, if anything is goin' to sell
    Try hard, get barred, get back, write Braille
    Get jailed, jump bail, join the army if you fail

    Look out kid, you're gonna get hit
    But losers, cheaters, six-time users
    Hangin' around the theaters
    Girl by the whirlpool, lookin' for a new fool
    Don't follow leaders, watch your parkin' meters

    Oh get born, keep warm, short pants, romance
    Learn to dance, get dressed, get blessed, try to be a success
    Please her, please him, buy gifts, don't steal, don't lift
    Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift

    Look out kid, they keep it all hid
    Better jump down a manhole, light yourself a candle
    Don't wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals
    Don't wanna be a bum you better chew gum
    The pump don't work, 'cause the vandals took the handles

    "Subterranean Homesick Blues" by Bob Dylan
  • Ali 500
    Prioress of the Fire

    Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and your worries.
    Trouble me on the days when you feel spent.
    Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden when my back is sturdy and strong?
    Trouble me.

    Speak to me, don't mislead me, the calm I feel means a storm is swelling;
    there's no telling where it starts or how it ends.
    Speak to me, why are you building this thick brick wall to defend me when your silence is my greatest fear?
    Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden when my back is sturdy and strong?
    Speak to me.

    Let me have a look inside these eyes while I'm learning.
    Please don't hide them just because of tears.
    Let me send you off to sleep with a "There, there, now stop your turning and tossing."
    Let me know where the hurt is and how to heal.

    Spare me? Don't spare me anything troubling.
    Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and you worries.
    Speak to me and let our words build a shelter from the storm.
    Lastly, let me know what I can mend.
    There's more, honestly, than my sweet friend, you can see.
    Trust is what I'm offering if you trouble me.

    "Trouble Me" by Natalie Merchant/10,000 Maniacs
  • Andy
    Chief Architect of Dangerous Perfection

    Well, I came upon a child of God
    He was walking along the road
    And I asked him, Tell me, where are you going?
    This he told me

    Said, I'm going down to Yasgur's Farm,
    Gonna join in a rock and roll band.
    Got to get back to the land and set my soul free.

    We are stardust, we are golden,
    We are billion year old carbon,
    And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.

    Well, then can I roam beside you?
    I have come to lose the smog,
    And I feel myself a cog in somethin' turning.
    And maybe it's the time of year,
    Yes and maybe it's the time of man.
    And I don't know who I am,
    But life is for learning.

    We are stardust, we are golden,
    We are billion year old carbon,
    And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.

    We are stardust, we are golden,
    We are billion year old carbon,
    And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.

    By the time we got to Woodstock,
    We were half a million strong
    And everywhere was a song and a celebration.
    And I dreamed I saw the bomber death planes
    Riding shotgun in the sky,
    Turning into butterflies
    Above our nation.

    We are stardust, we are golden,
    We are caught in the devils bargain,
    And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.

    "Woodstock" by Joni Mitchell
  • Ren 500
    The Master MacGyver

    The Declaration of Independence
    Think I could tell you that first sentence
    But then I'm lost

    I can't begin to count the theories
    I've had pounded in my head
    That I forgot

    I don't remember all that Spanish
    Or the Gettysburg address
    But there is one speech from high school
    I'll never forget

    Come on in boy sit on down
    And tell me about yourself
    So you like my daughter do you now?
    Yeah we think she's something else
    She's her daddy's girl
    Her momma's world
    She deserves respect
    That's what she'll get
    Ain't it son?
    Hey y'all run along and have some fun
    I'll see you when you get back
    Bet I'll be up all night
    Still cleanin' this gun

    Well now that I'm a father
    I'm scared to death one day my daughter
    Is gonna find
    That teenage boy I used to be
    That seems to have just one thing on his mind

    She's growin' up so fast
    It won't be long before
    I'll have to put the fear of god into
    Some kid at the door

    Come on in boy sit on down
    And tell me about yourself
    So you like my daughter do you now?
    Yeah we think she's something else
    She's her daddy's girl
    Her momma's world
    She deserves respect
    That's what she'll get
    Now ain't it son?
    Y'all go out and have some fun
    I'll see you when you get back
    Probably be up all night
    Still cleanin' this gun

    Now it's all for show
    Ain't nobody gonna get hurt
    It's just a daddy thing
    And hey, believe me, man it works

    Come on in boy sit on down
    And tell me about yourself
    So you like my daughter do you now?
    Yeah we think she's something else
    She's her daddy's girl
    Her momma's world
    She deserves respect
    That's what she'll get
    Now ain't it son?
    Y'all run along and have a little fun
    I'll see you when you get back
    Probably be up all night
    Still cleanin' this gun

    "Cleaning This Gun (Come on In Boy)" by Rodney Atkins
  • Eric 500
    Visual Surgeon & Head Button Pusher

    His daddy said when he was a baby
    He was impossible to hold
    He'd fuss and fight and then he'd giggle all night
    Terrify the whole household

    But he'd listen to his betime stories
    He believed what he was told
    About gypsy camps, saddle tramps
    And rainbow gold

    He had about a million questions
    Liked to drove everybody wild
    He'd ask them stuff that was just too tough
    They all told him, "hush up child"

    So it came as no surprise
    When he left his home so young
    Looking for some kind of paradise
    I don't know what else he could have done

    He was a scholar
    Though he never really went to school
    He stood amazed at the world's ways
    And he followed the golden rule

    He knew a little bit about everything
    He could pretty much guess the rest
    And he always seemed to know what you mean
    If you took him in your confidence

    Now most people run around in circles
    But he ran a real straight line
    The only thing wrong was that before too long
    He left everyone who loved him behind

    So it came as no surprise
    When he left his home so young
    Looking for some kind of paradise
    Looking for something that he hadn't already done

    Well he got to be hard to keep track of
    Everybody was a little confused
    And then one time the old grapevine
    Whispered the strangest news

    Now maybe he didn't mean to do it
    I understand it if you've got your doubts
    But I got a good idea that the coast was clear
    And he figured he'd just bust on out

    Now friends I'm not saying that it was a good thing
    I'm not saying that it makes much sense
    I just know that he was the kind to cross every line
    Jump every single last fence

    So it comes as no surprise
    That he left his home so young
    Still looking for some kind of paradise
    The fool thought he had to go all the way to kingdom come

    The only thing that I really wonder about now
    Keeps running across my mind
    If he ever caught his breath between his birth and death

    If he ever caught his breath between birth and death
    I swear I don't know where he ever found the time

    Some kind of paradise

    "Some Kind of Paradise" by Kevin Welch
  • Rachel 500
    Client Whisperer & Goddess of HTML

    I welcome the sun,
    the clouds and rain,
    the wind that sweeps the sky clean
    and lets the sun shine again.
    this is the most magnificent life has ever been.
    here is heaven and earth
    and the brilliant sky in between.

    blessed is this life
    and I'm gonna celebrate being alive.
    blessed is this life
    and I'm gonna celebrate being alive

    I dwell in the darkness
    I live in the light
    I sleep in the afternoon
    and become the noise in the night
    I trespass in temptation
    suffered in sacrifice
    but I awake each day with a new sunrise

    blessed is this life, oh
    and I'm gonna celebrate being alive
    blessed is this life, oh
    and I'm gonna celebrate being alive

    "Blessed" by Brett Dennen
  • Zach 500
    Online Media Director
    zach@truefire.com

    "Love, love, love, what more is there?
    'Cause we need the light of love in here
    Don't beat your head
    Dry your eyes
    Let the love in there
    There're bad times
    But that's okay
    Just look for love in it"

    - "Pig" by Dave Matthews Band
  • Tommy 500
    Production Guru & Studio Master

    The world awaits you
    Open your eyes and
    Dig on in
    You can do what you want
    Wherever you want to
    Just make sure you can live in your skin
    I've wandered away from my beginnings
    Down the road
    Worn the soles right off of my shoes
    Out over that horizon
    I've been realizing
    What I need
    Is deep down I'm just a
    Homegrown boy
    Who's now a man
    I've been all around
    I've covered a lot of ground
    And there's no where like my hometown
    "Homegrown Boy" by Now And Then

  • Brook 500
    Creative Utility Engineer

    One day I had an extra toe
    I pealed my skin and let the toenail in

    "One Day I Had an Extra Toe" by Black Moth Super Rainbow
  • Nancy 500
    Director of Contentment & Resolution

    Oh, give me land, lots of land
    Under starry skies above,
    Don't fence me in.

    Let me ride through the wild open
    Country that I love,
    Don't fence me in.

    Let me be by myself in the evening breeze-
    Listen to the murmer of the cottonwood trees,
    Send me off forever, but I ask you please,
    Don't fence me in.

    Just turn me loose.

    "Don't Fence Me In" by Roy Rogers
  • Gary 500
    Senior Dog & Pony Specialist

    Mary Mac, all dressed in black
    silver buttons all up and down her back
    I know, 'cause I love her so
    she broke the needle so now she can't sew

    Walkin the Dog
    I'm just a walkin the dog
    Well, if you don't know how to do it
    I'll show you how to walk the dog

    Ask my mama for 15 cent
    to se an elephant jump the fence
    It jumped so high it touched the sky
    Didn't/t come back til the Fourth of July

    Walkin the Dog
    I'm just a walkin the dog
    Well, if you don't know how to do it
    I'll show you how to walk the dog

    Mary, Mary quite contrary
    How does your garden grow
    Well, well silver bells and little bitty bitty white shells
    Pretty maids all in a row

    Walkin the Dog
    I'm just a walkin the dog
    Well, if you don't know how to do it
    I'll show you how to walk the dog
    I'm just a walkin the dog
    Well, if you don't know how to do it
    I'll show you how to walk the dog

    "Walkin the Dog" by Aerosmith
  • Bradc
    Musical Drill Sergeant and Walking Encyclopedia

    Clean shirt, new shoes
    and I don't know what I am gonna do.
    Silk suit, black tie,
    I don't need a reason why.
    They come runnin' just as fast as they can
    cause every girl is crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

    Gold watch, diamond ring,
    I ain't missin' not a single thing.
    cuff-links, stick pin
    when I step out I'm gonna do you in.
    They come a runnin' just as fast as they can
    cause every girl is crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

    Top coat, Top hat,
    And I don't worry cause my wallets fat.
    Black shades, white gloves,
    lookin' sharp, lookin' for love.
    They come runnin' just as fast as they can
    cause every girl is crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

    "Sharp Dressed Man" by ZZ Top
  • Boby
    Serious Serial Coder

    Dream weaver
    I've just closed my eyes again
    Climbed aboard the dream weaver train
    Driver take away my worries of today
    And leave tomorrow behind
    Ooh dream weaver
    I believe you can get me through the night
    Ooh dream weaver
    I believe we can reach the morning light

    Fly me high through the starry skies
    Maybe to an astral plane
    Cross the highways of fantasy
    Help me to forget today's pain

    Ooh dream weaver
    I believe you can get me through the night
    Ooh dream weaver
    I believe we can reach the morning light

    Though the dawn may be coming soon
    There still may be some time
    Fly me away to the bright side of the moon
    And meet me on the other side

    Ooh dream weaver
    I believe you can get me through the night
    Ooh dream weaver
    I believe we can reach the morning light
    Dream weaver
    Dream weaver
    Dream weaver

    "Dream Weaver" by Reo Speedwagon
  • Erin 500
    The Voice of Reason

    Tomorrow may rain with sorrow
    Here's a little time we can borrow
    Forget all our troubles in these moments so few
    All we've got right now, the only thing that
    All we really have to do
    Is have ourselves a heavenly day
    Lay here and watch the trees sway
    Oh, can't see no other way, no way, no way
    Heavenly day, heavenly day, heavenly day

    "Heavenly Day" by Patty Griffin
  • Ruslan 500
    Embroiderer of Code

    If we burn our wings
    Flying too close to the sun
    If the moment of glory
    Is over before it's begun
    If the dream is won
    Though everything is lost
    We will pay the price
    But we will not count the cost

    When the dust has cleared
    And victory denied
    A summit too lofty
    River a little too wide
    If we keep our pride
    Though paradise is lost
    We will pay the price
    But we will not count the cost

    And if the music stops
    There's only the sound of the rain
    All the hope and glory
    All the sacrifice in vain
    (And) If love remains
    Though everything is lost
    We will pay the price
    But we will not count the cost

    "Bravado" by Rush
  • Jacquie 500
    Concierge of Anticipation

    When you're down and troubled
    And you need some loving care
    And nothing, nothing is going right
    Close your eyes and think of me
    And soon i will be there
    To brighten up even your darkest night

    You just call out my name
    And you know wherever I am
    I'll come running to see you again
    Winter, spring, summer or fall
    All you have to do is call
    And I'll be there
    You've got a friend

    If the sky above you
    Grows dark and full of clouds
    And that old north wind begins to blow
    Keep your head together
    And call my name out loud
    Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door

    You just call out my name
    And you know wherever I am
    I'll come running to see you again
    Winter, spring, summer or fall
    All you have to do is call
    And I'll be there
    Ain't it good to know that
    you've got a friend

    When people can be so cold
    They'll hurt you and desert you
    And take your soul if you let them
    Oh, but don't you let them

    You just call out my name
    And you know wherever I am
    I'll come running to see you again
    Winter, spring, summer or fall
    All you have to do is call
    And I'll be there
    You've got a friend

    "You've Got a Friend" by Carole King
  • Bill 500
    Replication Maestro

    Come venture close my dear
    and I'll tell you a tale you'd love to hear
    about a fabled love
    in a dying old steel town
    our hero just a shy young lad
    with a beat up strat and real big plans
    to get a Marshall stack
    and set the music worlds on fire..

    Even though we always lived under cloudy skies
    The future always seemed so bright
    Now there's danger I see smoke on the horizon
    From the Amp that Destroyed the World

    To win the love of angels
    we practiced day and night
    playing weird gigs everywhere
    whatever we could find
    Then one day when we jammed outside
    a storm front came our way
    when lightning hit that Marshall amp
    things would never be the same!!

    Even though we always lived under cloudy skies
    The future always seemed so bright
    Now there's danger I see smoke on the horizon
    From the Amp that Destroyed the World
    From The Amp that Destroyed the World

    "The Amp That Destroyed The World" written by William Bechtel recorded by My Wild Heaven
  • Red 500
    TrueFire Crash Test Dummy

    I'm in the wrong business
    I swear I ain't lyin'
    I stay hungry, broke all the time
    I'm gonna send my guitar home
    Leave these blues alone
    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin'

    Should have been a boxer
    Makin' the movie "Rocky 3"
    I would be a star Like the wrestler Mr. T
    Should've been like Michael Jackson
    When I was the age of five
    But chose this guitar
    Now I'm broke and can't survive

    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin' 'Cause I stay hungry, broke all the time
    I'm gonna send my guitar home
    Leave these blues alone
    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin'

    These guitar freaks
    Have made my blood sugar go up
    Be better off
    If I was driving a trailer truck
    Like Boxcar Willie
    I played these blues and made me a bum
    I'm gonna give up this music
    Move back to the farm

    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin'
    'Cause I stay broke, hungry all the time
    I'm gonna send my guitar home
    Leave these blues alone
    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin'

    I've played these blues
    Now I'm full up to my neck
    If I keep on playin'
    I tell you I'm gonna do like Johnny Paycheck
    He had a job
    Got money for years
    I'm gonna shelve my guita
    r I ain't got no job to shelve

    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin'
    Stay broke, hungry all the time
    I'm gonna send my guitar home
    Leave these blues alone
    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin'

    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin', folks
    Stay broke, hungry all the time
    I'm gonna send my guitar home
    Leave these blues alone
    I'm in the wrong business
    I ain't lyin'

    "I'm in the Wrong Business" by B.B. King
  • Chris 500
    Professor of the Deep

    Vinnie’s looking for a band– jazz funk thrash rock
    With distortion on– distortion off
    The moving, grooving, grinding, cruisin’ dissidence
    Twelve-tone beat, atonal heat, nonsense chords that always meet
    Got it, right! Got it, wrong! Sorry but I’ll pass y’number on

    Vinnie’s looking for the pepper sound
    Still red-hot but heavier bound
    Brain child of pubescent psalms
    Vinnie’s looking for the pepper sound
    Still red-hot but heavier bound

    Schoenberg over hairy palms
    It’s fine to mix the music but please don’t abuse it
    ’Cause the groove is black so don’t get whack on me
    It’s fine to be selective, to see it all collective
    But ya gotta give the credit where it’s due
    Thank the funk thank the rock thank you funk

    Brother looking for a band
    Can be a real pain in the butt
    Y’waste a lotta time
    Meet a lotta nuts
    Like Vinnie the meatball
    He was a real eat-all
    Who couldn’t or wouldn’t
    Express his quest
    He used at best hype terminology
    But to me that’s all corny-ology
    C’mon make a stand
    Bring y’own plan
    B’ y’self or let it go

    "Vinnie" by Screaming Headless Torsos
  • Rich 500
    Long Story Shorter Maker

    Chico, don't be discouraged
    The man, he ain't so hard to understand.
    Chico, if you try now
    I know that you can lend a helping hand.

    Because there's good in everyone
    And a new day has begun
    You can see the morning sun if you try
    And I know things will be better
    Yes they will for Chico and the man

    Well the man, he don't trust you
    He thinks you're trying to bust up all his dreams
    But the man, he don't know now
    That you got your own crazy plans and schemes

    Because there's good in every one
    And a new day has begun
    You can see the morning sun if you try, try
    And I know things will be better
    Yes they will for Chico and the man
    Yes they will for Chico and the man

    Even though he funny he don't understand

    Oye mi Chico, Chico
    Vamos al vacilon
    Mira!
    Caminando por la calle de Los Angeles
    Chico se encuentra solo, como yo me encontré una vez
    Oye, Chico vamos a vacilar, vamos a, vamos a vacilar, que yo me voy, que yo me voy

    "Chico and the Man" by José Feliciano
  • Jeff 500
    Grand Pooba of the Sherpa

    I might be movin' to Montana soon
    Just to raise me up a crop of Dental Floss Raisin' it up
    Waxen it down
    In a little white box
    I can sell uptown
    By myself I wouldn't
    Have no boss,
    But I'd be raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
    Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
    Well I just might grow me some bees
    But I'd leave the sweet stuff
    For somebody else...
    but then, on the other hand
    I'd Keep the wax N' melt it down
    Pluck some Floss N' swish it aroun'
    I'd have me a crop
    An' it'd be on top

    (that's why I'M movin' to Montana)

    Movin' to Montana soon
    Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon
    Movin' to Montana soon
    Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune
    I'm pluckin' the ol' Dennil Floss
    That's growin' on the prairie
    Pluckin' the floss!
    I plucked all day an' all nite an' all Afternoon...
    I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss
    (His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
    He's a good hoss
    Even though He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
    Blanket on anyway
    He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
    Blanket on anyway
    Any way I'm pluckin' the ol' Dennil Floss
    Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
    I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
    I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
    I'm gonna find me a horse
    Just about this big
    An' ride him all along the border line
    With a Pair of heavy-duty
    Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
    Every other wrangler would say
    I was mighty grand
    By myself I wouldn't
    Have no boss
    But I'd be raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
    Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
    Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
    Well I might Ride along the border
    With my tweezers gleamin'
    In the moon-lighty night
    And then I'd Get a cuppa cawfee
    N' give my foot a push...
    Just me 'n the pymgy pony
    Over the Dennil Floss Bush
    N' then I might just Jumb back on
    An' ride Like a cowboy
    Into the dawn to Montana
    Movin' to Montana soon

    "Montana" by Frank Zappa

 

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