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James McMurtry from United States. The top ranked albums by James McMurtry are Complicated Game, It Had To Happen and The Horses And The Hounds. The top rated tracks by James McMurtry are She Loves Me, Long Island Sound, How'm I Gonna Find You Now, You Got To Me and These Things I've Come To Know. This artist appears in 132 charts and has received 1 comment and 7 ratings from BestEverAlbums ...
It Had To Happen is one of the McMurtry albums my hand often skips when making a selection, and I’m not sure why, as it’s sincerely good. The musicianship found on this outing, it’s a step above, where James experiments with new ideas, yet is still manic about his attention to the ‘every man’, along with some new musical concepts, including a grouping of more funky arrangements.
James McMurtry lebt in Austin im Bundesstaat Texas. Diskografie. Too Long in the Wasteland (1989) Candyland (1992) Where'd You Hide the Body (1995) It Had to Happen (1997) Walk Between the Raindrops (1998) Saint Mary of the Woods (2002) Live In Aught-Three (2004) Childish Things (2005) Just Us Kids (2008) Live in Europe ...
It Had To Happen. The son of one of America's most celebrated novelists, James McMurtry followed the family's tradition: he's a master storyteller who relates his tales in verse and music. Part of the Texas singer/songwriter community, McMurtry has a gift for character studies, documenting lives not in perfect balance, and offering political ...
1 de sept. de 1998 · This release, McMurtry’s fifth (and second for Sugar Hill), probably will neither greatly increase his popularity nor disappoint his fans. While lacking one of his trademark epic story-songs, such as the Candyland track “Where’s Johnny” or “12 O’Clock Whistle” from last year’s It Had To Happen, it does reveal some new tricks.
Found myself chewed up like everyone else. It Made no difference what I thought. And who I was I still got caught. In the jaws of life. I walked in and I looked around. You never saw such a burned ...
12 O’Clock Whistle Lyrics. The air raid siren at the high school blew. Every weekday, twelve o'clock noon. Dinner time, people as if we didn't know. I guess the city fathers liked to hear that ...
