Download “Late Bloom” on MP3 featuring 1945 Download "Lucy Stoners" on MP3 Late Bloom I won't be a pawn. We roughed it up when we were young. I won't say, "So much for that , what do you do when it is done? Cause I know we grow, when it's over. I used to dream with all the force of Solyent Green. Lazy geese and the weather warm. Oh my life of humidity. But I know we grow, when it's over. All that time I spent walking behind. I don't mind, cause now I know. They ran us out of town. Oh come on, they cut us down, raised the flag of the fealty, oh the life of futility. But I know we grow, when it's over. All that time you were walking the line. I don't mind, cause I know. We grow when it's over, we grow. c. Amy Ray Lucy Stoners We were talking ticket slump, trying to put our finger on it. Quantify the undoing... of each little step-its just a lack of press. The refrigerator down at the boys club with its little magnets of poetry, finding one hundred different ways to say blow me... Well...Janny Wenner Janny Wenner-Rolling Stone's most fearless leader- gave the boys what they deserve ,but with the girls he lost his nerve. In every post punk bar there's a dressing room wall where the rockboy band will make its mark- one hundred different pictures of private parts and some girl going down. And all the faggot bashing poetry but the boys are just saying, "love me please." In every hate filled phrase they just give it away..ah boys, you give youselves away... You know...Janny Wenner Janny Wenner-Rolling Stone's most fearless leader- gave the boys what they deserve ,but with the girls he lost his nerve. Testing 1,2,3 in the marketplace-its just a demographic based disgrace, and a stupid, secret, whiteboy handshake that we'll never be part of. So when its DJ Blow and the morning show, I'll give you one hundred reasons to just say no... Come on girls, lets go, right now... Cause Lucy Stoners don't need boners, ain't no man could ever own her, with the boys she had the nerve to give the girls what they deserve. c.Amy Ray
	I started Lucystoners on a lazy day hanging out under the kindness of the sun. I have rotten cat named Johnny who is the inspiration behind most of my songs about bad boys. I started a little rhyme about "Rolling Stones' most fearless leader" It really came out of nowhere while I was scolding my cat for being a bully. My girlfriend was laughing and we started playing around with what the antithesis would be'.bingo'.Lucy Stone. Lucy was an early feminist who kept her name when she married. The song was meant to just be a set of nursery rhymes about feminist and sexist but I couldn't really get anywhere with it. It had been a long year of dealing with the overblown rock media machine with most commercial radio stations becoming indistinguishable from each other and Maxim becoming the flag bearer of a new generation of magazines. The boy's club of rock and roll has taken many forms in my career so it was easy to find images to draw on. When Emily reported on an exceptionally rude interview experience with a morning show D.J., the last piece of my lyric puzzle was completed. The day I finished the song, I called my lady and sung the whole thing on the phone. After playing it for Emily-who indulges me-and my manager, I realized it was destined to be a solo song. I played Lucystoners acoustically for awhile but it didn't take on its real meaning until The Butchies put their mark on it. At some point I realized that I needed to change the lyric "Lucystoners don't like boners" to "Lucystoners don't need boners." It just made more sense considering Lucy probably did like boners, she just insisted on her own autonomy from them. There is an really out of tune acoustic version on a compilation just released by Mr. Lady Records. ( Mr. lady is the superpower punk feminist/gayfriendly label out of Durham , N.C. They have an amazing roster of artist including The Butchies, Tami Hart, Sarah Dougher, and Le Tigre.) We recorded the song live in Chris Stamey's studio. The Butchies came up with the jumprope ending and they recorded it together in the hallway of Chris' house . I took the tracks back to Atlanta and finished the guitars and other stuff at Glenn Matullo's studio-Orphan Studio. I mixed at David Barbe's studio in Athens, Ga. When I went to Nashville to master, this was the first song we put up to work on. After the punk environs of the mixing studio I was a little anxious when the chorus came on loud and clear, but I told my mastering guy not to take it personally and he was cool Thanks for listening. Xoxo A.R.