Again with the Cowpunk

The problem with the previous effort is that what starts out being a mildly novel take on the naming of US states, the roadtrip song, and ends up sounding more like the cross between an oily crooner and a fratboy than anything cowpunk could throw up.

That doesn’t mean we need to abandon this taxing subject. It’s just sometimes not the best move to be led by the pun.

Folk is interested in the plight of the commoner when the rich are not paying their share and punk is angry at the system. Country could certainly canvass the application of tax on fresh food since their audience are the growers.

Is there more of a rootin’ tootin’ angle to take on tax? It’s not the most promising subject since no one wants to be reminded why they’re already so down when they’re getting down.

Very Taxing Times

They tax the air
of my despair
The circled oircus isn't fair
These are very taxing times

They tax the packs
of fictive acts
suggestive tracts
selective facts

They take a part of every art
chart the ads add to the cart
saw before it starts to smart
Very taxing times 

They press the button get their cut in
on the lam dressed as mutton
shoulders back and suck your gut in
Very taxing times

They leave some figures at your door
Accounts amount a numbered score
saying you'll be paying more
in these very
taxing times


 

Cowpunk

Tempering the maudlin and sentimental of country and the snottiness and aggro of punk while bursting with its own energy, this is a form to be reckoned with.

Let’s fit in the constraints of our former approach of letting outside events choose our subject matter or inspiration for a song. For instance, taxes are in the news. Another ‘great big new tax’ but lets just play with this idea

Start with a couplet

They tax us in Texas We never a tenner see in Tennesee

and then you just somehow build

I let a lass go in Alaska in the end Idaho