Rock / Roots song about a road trip and returning to the Texas Hill Country. Available as a Vocal version and an Instrumental version.
Track details
Track ID number: | 25452 |
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Genres: | Vocal Country Music -- Country & Bluegrass |
Moods/Emotions: | Happy / Joyful / Positive -- Laid back / Easy-going / Chilled -- Homey / Cozy / Wholesome |
Suggested Production Types: | House Makeover / Property Show -- Outdoorman / Fishing / Hiking -- Road Trip / Fun Adventures -- TV Commercial - Sweet / Adorable |
Prominent Instruments: | Bass (Electric) -- Drums (Drum Kit) -- Guitar (Acoustic) -- Guitar (Electric) -- Vocals (Male) / Singing with Lyrics |
Keywords / Hints: | road trip, Americana, American, America, mid western, midwestern, mid-western, midwest, driving, trucker, trucking, truck, truck driver, landscapes, landscape, hills, hometown, home town, wholesome, homey, coming home, driving home, genuine, every day, family, rustic, rural, USA |
Tempo feel: | Fast |
Tempo Beats Per Minute: | 162 |
Artist: | Shannon Hudson |
Composer: | James Shannon Hudson (BMI) |
Publisher: | James Shannon Hudson (BMI) |
SRCO (Sound Recording Copyright Owner): | James Shannon Hudson |
PRO / Non-PRO Track? | PRO (What's this?) |
WAV file bit depth: | HD / 24-Bit (What's this?) |
Stem files available for this track: | No |
Lyrics: | Headed West, out to the ocean Sawdust winters and a moonlit sky Surfed the beaches in the doldrums Hung the teardrops out to dry IT’S A COOL HAZE ROLLING IN IT’S A LIVE OAK BLOWING IN THE WIND IT RINGS OUT LIKE A QUIET MAN’S POEM LEANDER HILLS KEEP CALLING ME HOME Spent the night in oily weather Turned my back on souvenirs to send Found that silence is the treasure Take my hand and we’re off again Can you hear them against the skyline? Rolling swiftly, chasing last time If you follow the aching whispers of your heart, They won’t let you down Headed back over the Great Plains Dust and iron and a cloudless sky Daydreaming through the miles Just one thing that will catch my eye |
Album containing this track: | (None) |
About the Artist
Shannon Hudson
I’m a husband and a father. My favorite moments are the little ones - surfing with my son, floating in the pool with my wife, and watching the sunset over the Leander, Texas hills from my backyard.
When I play live music at a venue, which isn’t often, it’s usually myself and an acoustic guitar - although my dogs get to hear me sing and play quite a bit. In my youth, there were full bands on a stage, mainly with my brother playing next to me. I tried to write lyrics on my computer for a while, but switched back to a pen and paper. It just seems to work better. I try to write songs that capture a little bit of our humanity, something that the current world tends to strip away from people.
My family is from Oklahoma, but I was born and lived most of my childhood in Wisconsin. My Mom and Dad aren’t musicians, but music was always a big deal in our house. Late 50’s and early 60’s rock n’ roll was in constant rotation. Buddy Holly, Eddie Cochran (my Mom’s cousin), Elvis, and Ricky Nelson were larger than life. My maternal grandmother was one of my favorite people I’ve ever met, and I was lucky enough to know her into my adulthood. My older sister introduced me to Wham and Duran Duran. My younger sister was my best friend. I spent the summers of my teens delivering newspapers and playing beach volleyball on the Lake Michigan shore. We skied a lot in Northern Michigan during the winters. We’d load up the family van, and head up for the weekend.
I started piano lessons in 4th grade. When I was in middle school, my jazz band teacher made everyone take a 12 bar improvisational solo in the key of “b flat.” It was the first time that I realized every song I’d ever heard was just someone’s idea that they made up in their head. The first CD’s I bought were Led Zeppelin IV and Eric Clapton Journeyman, although I had a dubbed cassette of Aerosmith’s Pump that was on constant rotation in my car (which only had a tape player).
I went to college in California, and my sophomore year, I lived in Germany. My Grandmother bought me a guitar so I could have an instrument to play while I was over there. I’d sit in the walk-in closet of a room that I shared with 3 other guys, and strum until I couldn’t feel my fingers anymore. I learned to play a lot of songs with 3 chords in them, and started writing my own songs as well. In my 20s, I formed a band with my brother. We played a handful of clubs in Los Angeles and took an extended vacation that included playing shows around the country while staying at a number of KOA campsites.
These days, I live in the Texas hill country. The end of my backyard drops into a small canyon that has a spring at the bottom of it along with a hiking trail. I watch my son play soccer as often as I can. On weekend afternoons in the summer, my wife and I like to float in the pool, plan future adventures, and talk about life.
Press:
Ryan Martin - Jammerzine
Shannon is an old school troubadour with a new school feel that emotes as much love and comfort as he does originality and creativity.
Anna Lee Palmer - Music Mecca
If your guilty pleasure is that late-90s-early-2000s storytelling country music, then you’re going to fall head over heels for Shannon Hudson…
New Music Radio Network
Shannon Hudson is a husband, father, and masterful Americana/Country artist.
Maria Herrera - Pressed PR
Hudson’s deep voice full of character paired with his incredibly moving lyrics showcase what a true folk singer-songwriter was born to do - tell stories for listeners to find their own meaning in.
Nagamag.com
In a world where all distances have been cut short and communication capabilities are endless, we may feel more isolated than ever. The artist spots the issue of human discriminations and prays for a better tomorrow. Original Americana style and top quality of sound by Shannon Hudson