Topic: Steve Grand: All-American Boy

[Dunrobin]

[youtube=560,315]pjiyjYCwNyY[/youtube]

Lyrics

Ripped Jeans, only drinks whiskey
I find him by the fire while his girl was getting frisky, oh
I say we go this road tonight

He smiles, his arms around her
But his eyes are holdin' me, just a captive to his wonder, oh
I say we go this road tonight

Now I know that that's your girl, I mean no disrespect
The way that shirt hugs you chest boy, I just won't forget
I'll be sittin' here, drinking my whiskey
I won't say goodnight unless I think ya might miss me, oh

Be my All-American boy tonight
Where everyday's the 4th of July
And it's alright, alright
And we can keep this up 'til the morning light
And you can hold me deep in your eyes
And it's alright, alright
Be my, be my
My All-American boy

Ripped jeans, tight shirt
He lights a cigarette you know I'm glad that she can't stand it, oh
I drink the moonlight from his eyes

Now hold there, just a moment
I want to take this in now we don't need no photo of it, no
We should go this road tonight

Now I know that that's your girl, and I don't give a damn
She's been cursin' and cryin', she don't know what she has
So I'll be, sittin' here, tryin' hold down my whiskey
You tell your girl good night cause somebody'd like to kiss me, oh

Be my All-American boy tonight
Where everyday's the 4th of July
And it's alright, alright
And we can keep this up 'til the morning light
And you can hold me deep in your eyes
And it's alright, alright
So be my, be my
All-American

Of all the girls and boys to look my way
Ain't no body ever hit me this way
So won't you come back with me
And lay with me a while

I'm gonna wrestle you out of dem clothes
Leave that beautiful body exposed
And you can have my heart and my soul and my body
Just be mine

Be my All-American boy tonight
Baby you light my fire
I'll make you feel alright, alright

Be my All-American boy tonight
Where everyday's the 4th of July
And it's alright, alright
And we can keep this up 'til the morning light
And you can hold me deep in your eyes
And it's alright, alright
Be my, be my
Just, be my, be my
My All-American boy


From the YouTube "About":

July 2, 2013

I fought with who I was for most of my life. In every way a young person can fight with himself.

But starting today, I'm laying it out there. I'm done playing it safe.

I'm fortunate to have smart friends who believe in me, but I don't have a manager or a label or any sort of funding other than the money I make playing piano downtown at The Joynt, and also, ironically to some, in the churches on Sunday morning.

As far as the ascetic achievements of the video... lets just say I was lucky to have a good friend introduce me to the best team I could have asked for... who held on to the roller coaster that was this project and dealt with all my intensity and craziness as the true professionals they are.

I wrote the song during a drunken piano jam session at a party. I recorded the vocals in my parents' basement and worked with my friend Max Steger to record and mix the rest of the instruments.

I feel like most music industry people wouldn't like the idea of me "pigeonholing" myself by telling this story as I have. But I don't believe the world sees change until it sees honesty.

So I went in on my own.

I went all in. I'm nervous/excited/horrified/anxious about the effect that all of the choices I am making (and have made throughout my journey of discovering myself as a man and as an artist) will have on my future. But then I remind myself that I never really had a choice. This is the story I've been aching to tell my most of my life... the universal story of longing to be loved...it is what I hold dearest to me.

BUT my story would never have seen the light of day were it not for the people I have listed above, many of whom asked for nothing in return. I know my passion and intensity for this project were a lot to deal with (that might be the understatement of the year.. ) Thank you for doing your best to help me keep my sanity... just barely. And thank you for sticking with me; for your flexibility and patience and for helping to bring my vision to life. And to mom and dad... I know you guys don't always understand just what the hell I am trying to do, but continue to love and support me nonetheless. It means everything to me...

-Steve

[JazzBill]

Here's a song for us heterosexuals.

[Dunrobin]

Here's a song for us heterosexuals.

LOL!  I didn't realize it was a competition, Bill!  You already have us out-numbered.   

(That just made me think of a South Park Christmas episode, where Jesus and Santa are performing Christmas songs in a night club.  Santa eventually starts bitching because there are a million "Jesus" songs and only a handful of "Santa" ones.)

Actually, I just think it's a cool song, with kind of an 80s country rock feel to it.  The fact that it's about gay unrequited love is just an added bonus, to me, but when you think about it a chick could cover Steve Grand's song without changing a thing.   

[JazzBill]

LOL!  I didn't realize it was a competition, Bill!  You already have us out-numbered.   

No competition at all, I thought the out take song I posted was hilarious. It kind of reminds me of my first marriage.

[Dunrobin]

No competition at all, I thought the out take song I posted was hilarious. It kind of reminds me of my first marriage.

 

[metaldams]

Heterosexual, homosexual, whatever, this song is funny no matter your persuasion.

Now when I start makin' love to my woman, I don't stop until I know she's sassyfied....

[metaldams]

Here's a song for us heterosexuals.

Bill, this kicks ass, who is it?

[JazzBill]

Bill, this kicks ass, who is it?

Jackie Wilson (Higher & Higher) and LaVern Baker (Jim Dandy)

[metaldams]

Jackie Wilson (Higher & Higher) and LaVern Baker (Jim Dandy)

Thanks, I'm going to have to plug them in Rhapsody.  I've been listening to lots of 60's r&b and soul these past few months.