Copper Still Foundry

Copper Still Foundry

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Wisco Rock - Midwestern Blue Collar Everyman Roots Rock and Roll

Biography

Copper Still Foundry is a 4 piece Wisco Rock outfit. Nominated for Madison, WI 2007 Rock Band of the Year (Madison Area Music Awards), CSF brings audiences into their blue collar rock and roll world with original music drawn from the experiences of everyday and not-so-everyday Midwestern life. Chris Wasmund(drums) and Pete Halbleib(guitar/vox), veteran Wisco Rockers who founded the sound ten years ago with former band, The Green Situation, have combined talents and tastes with Chad Cross(guitar/vox) (and Casey Hoeft(bass). With over three decades of combined experience Copper Still Foundry is no stranger to the live rock and roll arena. Joining forces from dead end dirt roads of the Northwoods, to the blue collar mills along Green Bay and the Fox Valley, to the rolling fields dipping from the Mississippi to Lake Michigan, CSF embodies the bedrock of the Middle Class and is the new back bone of roots rock and roll.

Influences/Sounds Like:

CSF plays original music but pulls influences from such bands as Drive By Truckers, the Drams, Centro-matic, Dinosaur Jr., Cracker, Allman Brothers Band, Greg Brown, Mojo Nixon, John Prine, Pearl Jam, Bob Dylan, Stevie Ray Vaughn, Alice in Chains, and Gov't Mule to name a few

Lyrics

Sinking Ship

Written By: Lyrics ©2004 Chris Wasmund/Music (c) Copper Still Foundry/The Green Situation

A maiden voyage for most
Sail to imaginary beaches and sand
With all my problems tied up back in customs
I'm finally alone with myself again
We're at 30 knots and climbing
Better dance at your own risk
The time of our lives with our lifejackets tight
We're all sailing away on this sinking ship
Our days defined by the menus,
Or the venue that the band plays
Destinations of distant horizons
We're all sailing, rockin' on high seas
We're at 30 knots and climbing
Better dance at your own risk
The time of our lives with our lifejackets tight
We're all sailing away on this sinking ship
The final harbor's in sight
And the anchor is about to jump
I filled my suitcase with the memories I could
The rest locked away in a cold water grave
My mind made up, like the captain I'll go down with the ship
We're at 30 knots and climbing
Better dance at your own risk
The time of our lives with our lifejackets tight
We're all sailing away on this sinking ship

#3

Written By: Lyrics ©2005 Pete Halbleib / Music ©2006 Copper Still Foundry

He walked around for hours, with a hundred dollar bill
He hung around dark corners, making time to kill
Been years since I seen 'er, but I know I won't forget
The things he done to her, all just on a bet
And I take a moment to reflect on how my life went wrong
But in the night wind it'll fade, like an owl's song.
Then came the day, when my judgment was called in
I should regret, but don't, the things I done to him
The echoes of his cries, still resounding in my head
Before too long, I'll get my peace, when I'm put to rest
Until then I gotta live, with the things that I did
And hope the good Lord don't remember that poor old homeless kid
The bottle's been my friend, for many countless years
Helps me deal with my troubles, and all my haunted years
You can do what you want, and care about what you can
I look out for number 1, I'm a dirty fightin' man
I s'pose one day in the end, it'll all catch up to me
Well I don't care, I have my fun, this kinda life ain't free
I still recall the day, that it all changed for me
In the cold dark alley, by the burnt up Chevy, behind the Granary
I stood and watch from the shadows like a fly upon the wall
What I seen in that alley, filled my eyes with awe
From that day on I was a different man
Doin' what I do, getting by any way I can.

Hauling Freight

Written By: Lyrics © 2006 Chris Wasmund / Music © 2006 Copper Still Foundry

Fourteen wheels more than the rest
I try not to let them go to my head
No idea what I’m hauling
Sometimes it’s best to leave some things unsaid

Rolled back in town on a Sunday
Criss-crossed the country in record time
I can’t ever seem to sleep while I’m at home
Gone again Tuesday about sunrise

Chorus
Mile after mile I follow the line
Dropping those gears and losing time
Cold coffee and coke are steerin’ my mind
But I’ll keep on hauling this freight to the next weigh station on time
Hauling this freight to the next weigh station on time

A CB soundtrack can sure steer you mad
Voices with no face that talk back in your head
Count the days by miles and miles by the tread
Each one gone’s a means to the end.

I didn’t leave Seattle until 6:30 that morning
Been thirty-six hours on this road ever since
Boss says it’s my life if I miss that drop again
And I’m still 2 hours away from the desert
I’m gonna be late again. I’m gonna be late again. I’m gonna be late again.
- Don’t never be late again

Fourteen wheels more than most the rest
And the constant hum of the road in your head
Count the days by miles and miles by the tread
Unsure if you prefer the beginning to the end

I’ll be back in town on Friday
Rollin’ down from the Northeast makin’ time
I can’t get no sleep while I’m at home
Break of dawn I’ll be gone and feelin’ fine

Discography

Full Length Album coming in Summer

Set List

A typical set consists of 80% originals / 20% covers
Typical set lasts 75 - 90 minutes - Typical show 2 - 3 sets

Originals
Sinking Ship
Sprung
#1
#2
#3
#4
Driveway
Grandaddy's Gone
Tunafish
Reflection
Hauling Freight
Northbound Bus
The Foundry
Typical Man
Electric AM
Wisco Boy
Punching Out
Ol' Alexander Gardapie
Terminal Drive
This Old ID

Covers
Drinking with me Jesus
I Shall Be Released
Excitable Boy
A Lap Dance is so much Better When the Stripper's Cryin'
Dead Drunk and Naked
The Seeker
Born to Run
Angel From Montgomery
Keep on Rockin' in the Free World
Decoration Day
Sonic Reducer
Goddamn Lonely Love
Marry Me
Sympathy for the Devil
Where the Devil Won't Stay
Gravity's Gone
Paradise
Dress Blues
Please Don't Bury Me