Twisted Americana

with soul, wit, and grit.

I'd rather be alone - inside these prison walls

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With the front door locked and the light on at the end of the hall

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There’s a whole universe of love

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In every world of hurt.

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Wish I could eat just beans and rice/every day I’d eat the same meal twice

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I'd rather be alone - inside these prison walls 〰️ With the front door locked and the light on at the end of the hall 〰️ There’s a whole universe of love 〰️ In every world of hurt. 〰️ Wish I could eat just beans and rice/every day I’d eat the same meal twice 〰️

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He’s the musical equivalent of a shotgun preacher with the armoury of a military junta. Johnny has been sent on mission to expand the sound of Americana.
— Sloucher
Like some Dramamine-soaked response to Johnny Cash’s AMERICAN RECORDINGS, its stark, bleak tales of back-road behavior and questionable after-dinner practices immediately stuck themselves to the back of my head like fingernails across the wall of a falling elevator.
— Gary Pig Gold

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CDs & Vinyls

Is Heaven Real?

The latest album, number 19.

Songs: Lyrics and music by Johnny Dowd, ©Seven-shooter Music (BMI), administered by BMG