Hick Child Soup
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Headed home
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Genre: Acoustic / Americana / Folk
Location CHARLESTON, South Carolina, US
Profile Views: 2530
Last Login: 3/26/2012
Member Since 6/17/2010
Type of Label Unsigned
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Bio
Bringing with them an eclectic spirit of soul, bluegrass, Americana, and folk, they’re sure to leave you with a full belly. With a thrilling repertoire of original music and lyrics inspired by a classical American folk sound melded with contemporary lifestyle. Hick Child Soup evokes thoughts of drinking from a garden hose, dancing in the rain, and sunbathing on the beach all at the same time. Refreshing, relaxing and exciting to the palette, Shawn and Laura are eager to share with audiences of all ages. -
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Laura Thurston ~ Guitar, Lead guitar, Vocals, harmonica*** Shawn Hagan ~ Guitar, Percussion, Vocals -
Influences
Bob Dylan, Grateful Dead, Loretta Lynn, Ani Difranco, The Beatles, The Band, Bone Thugs, Joni Mitchel, etc... & of course, our fellow grassroots musicians who continue to influence us each time we all come together, Gwyn Waller, Pearl Mccabe, Jon Mccabe, Kirk Trowel & Tim Comstock of Hollow Reed ~~~~~~> check out www.myspace.com/hollowreedsc -
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4 Songs | Jun 17, 2010
What's up Hick Child Soup? I love your eyes, I know they can stare through my thoughts. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. You ever remind me of the enigma of happy thoughts I once forgot. Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. All my thoughts are lost to your graceful gaze? May you be as vivid as your hallucinations. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. Polished rock candy comes ever to mind when thinking of you. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. Please let me hear more of that wonderful sound.