Clay Pigeons

Clay Pigeons

 Raleigh, North Carolina, USA
BandAmericana

Inspired by the old country to explore the new country, and defined by their voracity for the unifying power of the narrative, the melody, and the word, the Clay Pigeons are troubadours set out to dispel the myth of a mute generation.

Biography

The Clay Pigeons began as a singer-songwriter collective between current members Clay Misenheimer, Austin Rudisill, Dillon Myrick, and David Xiong but has since expanded into an ambitious endeavor to unite the melody, the word, and the soul. If all you can hear is the music then you're missing something with the Clay Pigeons. If all you can hear is the word then you're missing something with the Clay Pigeons. Take a moment to consider it all. The Clay Pigeons seek an airtight integrity in their craft. They have drawn inspiration from every respectable spectrum of the musical world; from the lyricism and narrative weight of Bob Dylan, the Band, and Neil Young, to the diversity and soul of the Rolling Stones, Wilco, and Amy Winehouse, They love folk, blues, Motown, country, rock and roll, bluegrass, soul, and funk and they are not shy about imbuing their passion for lyricism with a taste of each of these genres all at once.

Not only are the Clay Pigeons novel in their expression, they are also novel in their instrumentation. Each member plays numerous instruments and contributes their own material to the library of the band. The result is a Revival; a true band of multi-talented performers and brothers that stand as singer-songwriters and musicians.

Lyrics

My Black Bess

Written By: David Xiong

"My Black Bess"

If I mistook the way that you sometimes
look at me
Please don't worry and please don't run
because I'll shrink away
Oh I'll shrink away

I played our joys on the record player
waiting for the sun
I thought if I could be someone that you could
love me better, you could
love me better

CHORUS:
So here I am on your doorstep
the unsure and unwelcome guest
you should say what's on your troubled mind
Oh honey, for you I've got plenty of time
honey, for you I've got plenty of time

I rode my horse past your window tonight
and I blew kisses from the back of my mind
oh if love was simple as a ray of light
honey, you'd be shining day or night
honey, you'd be shining day or night

CHORUS

I never knew which road was truer
to be the love or pursuer
I'd give my all but I'm often the loser
And I don't want to go
No, I don't want to go

CHORUS

Oh honey, for you I've got plenty of time.

Lament

Written By: Clay Misenheimer

I’ve been doing this for days
And I’m not letting go now
Trying to find some meaning in what I’ll say
But I don’t, no I don’t quite know how.

And I find if I put my trust in a stranger
Then I can’t waste a lifetime of lies.
And in my state I can’t take the pain or the anger
So I guess the truth really does hurt sometimes.

I’ve been lost in haze
From dreaming these impossible dreams.
And I hope this is just a phase
Where everything isn’t quite what it seems.

And if I climb my way to the top of the ladder
Will I finally be complete.
And if I get there and find that it never really mattered
Then what the hell’s supposed to happen to me?

So I guess I’ll just stay
Here on the edge of what might be.
Sit and focus on today
And where my predetermined fate will lead me.

And it’s too late to escape the mindless construction
Of a life that was not meant to be.
But if take the time to shake off these corruptions
Maybe I can finally be free.

The Day We Drove to the Rodeo

Written By: David Xiong

"The Day We Drove to the Rodeo"

We were on our way to the rodeo. You held my hand.
But I was young then, I did not understand
Your love left me stupid as a stone
Your love left me like a child and his ice cream cone
But I was young then, now I wish I had known

It was the end of days, the rain fell soft, but your words did not
The scorn of a woman and the pain she locked up
I loved you like a man loves his alcohol
I loved you like a boxer loves to brawl
But now I'm older and I'll take anything at all

I sold my soul today, gave my heart away to another face
She loves me dearly but it's just not the same
Your love left me empty as a shell
Your love left me shaking like a bell
But now it's over and I can only wish you well

I've been walking north ever since the day I heard you passed away
But Cheryl told me that you smiled every day
Your love left me stupid as a stone
Your love left me like a child and his ice cream cone
But I was young then, now I wish I had known
But I was young then, now I wish I had known

Discography

American Pipedream EP