The Mustache Rendezvous

The Mustache Rendezvous

 Miami, Florida, USA
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Viva l'Rendezvous! What happens when the Havana Hammer, Rick Johnson aka Blaze Gaines, Big Willie, Navajo Joe, and Jaybird enter the rooom? Lots of weed smoking. And some super heady jams brah.

Biography

A confluence of influence. Coming together as Lennon instructed to do. RENDEZVOUS'ing.

This band is one of the great stories that you come along. The three core members had never picked up instruments before but decided to ignore this detail while coming together and conceiving The Mustache Rendezvous.

We all had strong desires to channel the powers contained in the mustaches of our forefathers while staying true to our swampy souls.

We discovered our great friend/motocross expert/paintball professional could also play the drums and were blessed to be joined by our most talented mercenary, forged in the bowels of Manchester, lead ax-man Willie.

The Mustache Rendezvous played one show in Miami at Churchill's Pub which goes down in not just its own history, but in the history of the illustrious as "the most people ever seen at the venue on a week night." That's right....."on a week night"

WE ARE FUCKING PSYCHEDELIC ! A FORCE ! TO BE RECKONED WITH !

Lyrics

3-Highlife

Written By: The Mustache Rendezvous

Livin' the highlife
bourbon and zeal
wind on your wild side, the shark is so real, the high life
it's so real! the high life!
to feel! the high life!
it's surreal! the high life!
congeal! the high life!

your top is down
the job is yours
night water sounds
on placid shores
it's so fun! the high life!
shoot the gun! the high life!
said it's so fun! the high life!
beat the fucking drum! the high life!

(breakdown)

this is your life
look what you have done
reap all the good green that you have grown, the high life
on your own! the high life!
in the zone! the high life!
you're on your own again! the high life!
just moan! the high life1

1-Key Lime Pie

Written By: The Mustache Rendezvous

I can't do this
You know I can't-a-resist
The taste of your kiss
Taste of your kiss is the sweetest thing to touch my lips, now touch this

Give me your key lime pie
Could go for a little slice

I awoke, tarpon sunrise
Saw the sun glinting off your thighs
Proof that I could not resist
Taste of your kiss is the sweetest thing to touch my lips, now touch this

Give me your key lime pie
Could go for a little slice (x10000)

5-The Morning After

Written By: The Mustache Rendezvous

Oh the sun is-a-risin'
on a whole new day
no storms on the h'rizin
blue skies over grey
with white lights a blazing
it's time for shade

in the morning after nothing
we all lay, bodies splay
in the morning after nothing
we all sleep, mighty deep
come on now, ooohhhhh, ohhh, ooooohhh, ooooohhhhhh

wasted like a diamond
crystal clear day
now it all ties in
one road, no strayyyyyyyy
and we won't wake up
til we need to make up
and we can stay up
and surely pay up
but she won't be here, cause the drive ain't near
she will be out and she will make out
and we will take ourselves down a notch
when the sun, it gets real hot, hot, hot
it's so damn hot, hot, hot

in the morning after nothing
we all lay, bodies splay
in the morning after nothing
we all sleep, mighty deep

Discography

Live @ The Honor Roll EP
The Mustache Rendezvous EP