Live at Local 506, Chapel Hill NC (the beginning didn't make the cut) Lyrics: They say all day it's gonna rain It don't care if I'm trying to get there These shoes are made to cut loose But the rain will break em beyond repair All day it's gonna rain Gonna rain on me My car didn't get far The tread's too bare to get me there On Main the hydroplane And I'd rather not take to the air All day it's gonna rain Gonna rain on me Last night you said to make it right You'd despair if I don't make it there I'm all smiles trudging these miles Cause your warm dry home is just up these stairs All day it's gonna rain Gonna rain on me ©Ben Kimmel - Snortbeast Music -2022

Live at Nash St Tavern, Hillsborough NC (actually, it might have been the Whistle in 2016) Lyrics: The wind died down but it got so cold My health is good but I feel damn old Like I might not see season’s change Light a candle Say a prayer Thinking of one out there Holy Mother, you’ve heard this refrain While walls come down the sap will rise But I suffer my easy compromise Oh, Mary, I think I love her My hands grow stiff and ink will fail All comparisons will pale Dear Mary, I fear I love her Walk a path where wheels won’t turn Feet can freeze while legs will burn I find I’ve lost the breadcrumbs home So sit and stare where she once stirred When simple questions still occurred A testament to more than blood and bone While walls come down the sap will rise And I suffer my easy compromise Oh, Mary, I think I love her My hands grow stiff and ink will fail All comparisons will pale Dear Mary, I fear I love her Mary, you know I love her ©Ben Kimmel - Snortbeast Music -2005

Live at Local 506, Chapel Hill NC (sorry the capture started a little late) Lyrics: The mud up there might just wash away The houses at the bottom We best get up that hill The strain my shoulders feel remains Long past dinner time And pulls harder than will They sing their Hallelujahs Deep into the evening But I'd drink here any day And it feels like Santa Lucia's calling Feels like missing Amelia Feels like Santa Lucia's calling Si mi amor come back home The little mountain house in the rain Lifts my spirits But I can't shake this chill We act like we'll climb Santa Domingo Maybe tomorrow If we're not still ill They sing their Hallelujahs Deep into the evening But I'd drink here any day And it feels like Santa Lucia's calling Feels like missing Amelia Feels like Santa Lucia's calling Si mi amor come back home Si mi amor come back home ©Ben Kimmel - Snortbeast Music -2020

Live at Local 506, Chapel Hill NC Lyrics: Now Kat Brown says She wants to be a prima dona But not the only one Who needs that drama And Kat Brown says She's allergic to the smoking But not in bars or in the open Or with some friends She ain't afraid to take on fire with water Or take a match to flame The story teller's daughter Don't hardly know her name And she whispers to me I'm gonna live that dream Like those things ain't the same Now Kat Brown says she wants to have a hundred babies But not at 19 - that'd be crazy And who would raise them Then Kat Brown says She's tired of all the fighting Though she turns on me like lightening I guess we're friends She ain't afraid to take on fire with water Or take a match to flame The story teller's daughter Don't hardly know her name And she whispers to me I'm gonna live that dream Like those things ain't the same That's what Kat Brown says Listen to what Kat Brown says ©Ben Kimmel - Snortbeast Music -2015

Song number 100 from the 100 Day Project: 100, 60 second songs, composed over 100 days Lyrics: The sky is so big tonight The sky is so raw The sky is so angry with me For all I saw The sky is so old tonight The sky is so young The sky is so beautiful Though you're gone It's been a long night coming Been a long night gone It's been a long night running To still not be home Still not be home ©Ben Kimmel - Snortbeast Music -2019

Song number 1 from the 100 Day Project: 100, 60 second songs, composed over 100 days Lyrics: Maybe over a hundred days Maybe a hundred and one God willing a change of pace And a bit more sun The couch is ever thinning Your nails cut through the run It's only time that's winning Since it's begun Maybe you run Maybe you run Maybe you run ©Ben Kimmel - Snortbeast Music -2019

Song number 99 from the 100 Day Project: 100, 60 second songs, composed over 100 days Lyrics: Oh God, how we have wandered How we have wandered One night to be squandered On drink and song We might believe none of it matters anymore We might believe what we're here for This time tomorrow I'll be done curing the down No more repenting all my wrongs This time tomorrow I'll be done moving on No more writing one last song No more last song ©Ben Kimmel - Snortbeast Music -2019