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Pretty Little Goat is Singing What We’re All Thinking

Western North Carolina bluegrass quartet Pretty Little Goat have released their third full-length studio album, Big Storm. This is what it sounds like to have one foot in 2022 and the other in 1922.

The title track “Big Storm” narrates what we’re all thinking in this era of covid-Putin-in-Ukraine-post-Christian-post-truth-is-relative-world and “captures the suspense and feeling of impending doom while watching a big storm approaching.”

The questions and comments in Big Storm are fair: There’s a big storm comin… Its starting to feel like judgment day… I hope you got your groceries… Do you have a generator? Etc… Fair questions indeed (and from what I gather, the husband wife duo, are prepared indeed. They live on a farm, have some kids and invest in them as the fabric of society, and, as far as I can tell, rest in the finished work of Christ so they can laugh at the days to come).

Check out the video for Big Storm below (and under that check out their Catfish Blues. And under that, just because it’s fitting, return to Hank Jr.’s A Country Boy Can Survive)

Here are the full lyrics to the song:

Time is a mean condition 

He speaks with truth and conviction 

And don’t we all wanna run 

from the stories he tells

Follow that crooked 

little narrow road

Like a hound dog on a trail

It’s been a hard days work

Dragging up the rear

Tell ya bout it when the 

time draws near

There’s a big storm

Coming over yonder

There’s a big cloud

Coming over that hill

And it feels like

Waiting on the judgement day

Now won’t you give me the key

To take a ride on the breeze

Take me anywhere

Old Nebuchadnezzar and the

Days of Purim

Said your bound to be

Delivered once again

And greater is the taker

Or so that’s what they say

I’m a waiting on a shaking 

Just to wake me up

From this dream that I’m living in

When old man Haman’s 

Still hanging from the gallows 

That he built with his own two hands

There’s a big storm

Coming over yonder

There’s a big cloud 

Coming over that hill

And it feels like

Waiting on the judgement day

Now won’t you give me the key 

To take a ride on the breeze 

Take me anywhere

Well I hope you

Got all of your groceries 

Got your storm shutters on

And a generator for your house

It’s been a big time

And I don’t really care too much

If my memory gets in the way

Of the stories I tell

If my memory gets in the way

If my memory gets in the way

If my memory gets in the way 

Of the stories I tell

Chorus

I done told you once 

I done told you twice

Quit messing around

And just do it right

Because you could be the light

On a dark and stormy night

Definition of the ism

Is hard to find

And something bout it

Just ain’t right

So go find your Jesus

Turn on your lamp

Because it’s gonna be a 

long hard fight

Chorus

Big Storm

Catfish Blues

A Country Boy Can Survive

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