Gigs/concerts (1 numbers or more)
- Spaceland, Silverlake, CA Sun 14 Mar 2004
I climbed so high
Wanna touch the indigo sky
Hitting a brick wall
Hopes crumble, I scream and call
Rugged landscape, watch it bleed
Purple hills, got no need
Trees uprooted, toxic litter
Auction ’em off to the highest bidder
Barbed wire to keep us out
False intentions, there is no doubt
No man by his own hands
Can sell or tame this land
Build your mall, level it all
No retreat to the wild
Concrete entombs us all
No respite for nature’s child
What belongs to all of us who walk the Earth
What belongs to all of us who breathe the air
Corporate men with pockets deep
Never climbed the mountains steep
They hide behind their city walls
Piling bills in bank vaults – Oh no!
Solo – Perry
A song about the environment.
The title of this one is a play on Thomas Pynchon’s 1965 novel The Crying of Lot 49. Thematically it’s slightly similar to “Castle Peak”. “Lot 246” also has something in common with Grand Funk Railroad’s “Save the Land”. It’s about conserving land, lashing out against greedy commercial/corporate property developers. Getting back to nature. That sort of thing… Both Greg Lindstrom and I are big fans of Cream, and the chord progression in the chorus of “Lot 246” brings to mind “Tales of Brave Ulysses”. Chronologically, this one was the second track I wrote for Falcon – also the second I demoed with a drum machine in autumn 2002.
A fiery rendition of my tune “The Crying of Lot 246,” off the self-titled Falcon album. This is from the gig we did with Earthride at Spaceland on Mar. 14, 2004.
Perry Grayson, 29 Oct 2010