BURLINSON | WHITTEN TRIO

What they’re saying about “Running Through Museums.”

natwhitten — Sat, 11 Feb 2012 21:30:48 +0000

“A welcome addition to the Connecticut indie music scene.”

- Bob D’Aprile, Host of Connecticut Rocks! on WPKN

“A great disc…should please fans of indie rock but also those whose tastes run closer to classic rock…extremely entertaining and satisfying.”

- G.W. Hill, Music Street Journal

“Shows a great range of influences and never gets repetitive.”

- Michael Shelley, WFMU DJ and bandleader

“Both pleasurable and thought-provoking. Not your standard pop fare, with allusions to Kerouac, Gandhi and Nietzsche.”

- Leila Antakly, Ninunina.com

“Good vibe…excellent David Crosby “If I Could Only Remember My Name” guitar on it too.”

- Steve Di Costanzo, Host of Radio Base Camp on WPKN

“Like a cross between early Black Sabbath and Neil Young.”

- Damian Totman, Exit Creative

“We recently received your Burlinson | Whitten Trio package. Our editorial board is in the process of determining whether its contents will be covered in our next issue.”

- Robert Gleim, Under the Radar

Red Rocket Ship

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:20:51 +0000

Red Rocket Ship

I’ve been for a ride
Where time and space collide
I’ve been through the door a hundred times
You laugh at gravity
You see new galaxies
You won’t believe your eyes
We go through our shorts days
Tripping through the haze
Blind to all the possibility
Billion light years wide
Take a look inside
It’s there for you and me
Can I pick you up now and we’ll fly in my red rocket ship
And now we fly by night
Our blue world left behind
We touch eternity
It doesn’t seem to mind
Expanding
Soft landing
All will be one
We’ve been out past Mars
Saw exploding stars
We’ve gone swimming through the endless sea
Let’s go back there soon
Find a hundred moons
There’s so much more to see

Surprise (Another Year)

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:20:11 +0000

Surprise (Another Year)

We made a promise
Took a vow
For better or for worse
Each moment is a miracle
Each moment is a curse
We take our chances
Pay the fare
Climb in for the ride
Rollercoaster ferris wheel
I’ll sit right by your side
Surprise it’s your birthday
Surprise another year
Surprise we’re still together
Standing here
Love’s not really what we thought
It never fits the plan
Easy just to scrap it all
Simple to disband
Love’s what breaks you shakes you down
Makes you something new
The reason we’re together
Is the strength I get from you

Gandhi and the Midnight Cowboy

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:19:30 +0000

Gandhi and the Midnight Cowboy

Gandhi and the Midnight Cowboy
Walk into this bar
It’s Christmas time and the rush is on
Each looking for a star
So Gandhi and the Midnight Cowboy
Buy another round
Looking high and looking low
For souls to be found
One for peace and one for love
They chase their destiny
Scratch ‘em and they’re both the same
They bleed like you and me
When you’re down is when the ground
Forgives you your mistakes
Right or wrong we all belong
So give yourself a break
So Gandhi says to Mister Buck
Let’s not rush this thing
We got all night and the moon is bright
Let’s sip another drink
But Buck was itching for some thrills
Threw caution to the wind
Left Mohandas sitting there
He hit the streets again
20 dollars buys the room
That’s how you play the game
Bodies come and bodies go
Their faces all the same
Jesus saves and razor blades
All twisted in desire
Gandhi praying in the park
Joe circles round the fire
So Gandhi and the Midnight Cowboy
Head out on the trail
Aiming south to nowhere town
Their shadows ride the rail
Joe with zero left to gain
A smile across his face
Gandhi pointing to the sun
He knows they’ve found their place

Walking With Thoreau

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:18:42 +0000

Walking With Thoreau

Have you paid your debts
Did you foot the bills
Send the kids to school
Have you made your will
Are you all caught up
Are you free and clear
Can you see the light
In the tunnel here
Then it’s time for you to go
Walking with Thoreau
The sky the stream the path the lakes
An open mind is all it takes
You can’t own what you get for free
“The future lies that way to me”
Put one foot in front of another
Tell your wife your kids your mother
Blue and gold the red and green
Let nature tell you what it means
Can you feel the sun
Do you hear the trees
Can you taste the wind
Can you touch the sea
Are you making friends with the morning light
And the clouds that part for the moon at night
Days will come and seasons go
Walking with Thoreau
Move the way the river flows
Walking With Thoreau

Dharma Bums

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:17:55 +0000

Dharma Bums

Dharma Bums
Deep in the emptiness
we are one
Dharma Bums
On the wheel
Baby here we come
The way things are underneath the sun
You travel on the train
See a man
Sitting on a bench
Doing all he can
His clothes are dirty
His mind is clear
Staring at the clouds
Lose your fears
Driven out lunatic Dharma Bum
the cops will watch you walk into the sun
Camp by the riverside
Hidden by the trees
You pray to god
Bless all things
You climb that mountain
It’s steep and hard
Fear of falling
But you’ve come so far
Your back is breaking
Your lungs are shot
You reach the top
Keep on going
Becoming on the wheel
Round to what is real
Depth of the emptiness
You can feel
Beat on the drum
All is one
To know the detachment
From the self

Waiting on You

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:17:14 +0000

Waiting on You

Last night I had some time to kill
I killed it in Times Square
Saw Warhol and Capote
What were they doing there
Saw a waiter dressed like Elvis
The one from ‘68
Saw the mayor’s motorcade
Guess he was running late
Yeah this is what I saw
On Seventh Avenue
Yeah this is what I saw
While I was waiting on you
Upstairs at Midtown Comics
The latest Dr. Strange
Downstairs on the UV beds
A tan can be arranged
There goes sweet Rapunzel
Stroking her golden hair
She’s off to an audition
Off-Off-Broadway if you care
Saw Lou Reed at the corner
Still smirking at the joke
Saw a Rastafarian
At the tail end of his rope
Tomorrow played on giant screens
Fifty stories tall
Saw enough to know why I was standing there at all

My Darling Surfs On

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:16:15 +0000

My Darling Surfs On

When the dawn rises in Santa Cruz
Sun bursts through the fog
You can see her on the water
My darling surfs on
Swells on the horizon
lift her to the sky
Surf into the breakers
No need to ask why
My darling surfs on boys
My darling surfs on
One life on the ocean
My darling surfs on
Bring her to the shore boys
Bring her to the sea
Hearts falling and rising
Waves of memory
Join hands in a circle
Ashes to the sea
Look on the horizon
Keep surfing for me
Spot her in the clouds today
Carving out that one
Backs off then she disappears
My darling surfs on

February

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:14:56 +0000

February

February in my bones
On the road to get back home
Still not late winter
No sign of spring
Thin time
Cold rhyme
Freezing rain the lacquered trees
Losses bring me to my knees
Wisps of smoke
A weary fire
Thin time
Thin rhyme
This is February
Forever been this way
Could be January
The cold the dark the grey
This is February
The longest shortest days
Burden to carry
The promises have been made
Low tide walk out on the reef
Look back to shore and the grief
Jet black jetties
Grey tan sand
Snow line
Thin time
Shadows drawn by candlelight
On the wheel to get it right
Pour the cup
Settle in
Thin time

That Ghost is You

webadmin — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 11:13:59 +0000

That Ghost is You

It’s been a year
This very day
They came for you
And drove away
I walk the streets
I walk them slow
The shadows pass
There’s one I know
I see a ghost
I know her well
That flowing hair
That wedding veil
I see a ghost
So pale and blue
I see a ghost
That ghost is you
An empty bed
An empty chair
An empty world
Without you there
The nights are long
And all the same
It’s 3 am
I call your name
The picture framed
For all to see
The times we had
The memory
Our hopes arranged
The future planned
The future planned
The story old
The story young
A story told
To everyone
The lover goes
The fire remains
The hour’s late
I call your name