William Pilgrim & The All Grows Up

William Pilgrim & The All Grows Up

BandFolkAmericana

Ishmael Herring’s gravelly vocals drive each track with an intensity that harkens to a simpler time before music sampling and fancy studio effects. Ish paints a multi-layered musical portrait of a frayed country fallen on hard times whose people long for stability, love and better days.

Biography

Born in 1984 in Kansas City, MO to a drug addicted mother and a broken home, Ish Herring spent his childhood shuffling between numerous foster homes and later, lived on the streets and in New Orleans before eventually making his way to Los Angeles. He always found solace in music and taught himself guitar, piano and drums. The R&B and soul music Ish remembered fondly from his early childhood mixed easily with a diverse array of modern artists he heard and liked, ranging from R. Kelly and Matchbox 20 to Soul Asylum and similar popular alternative groups from the mid- and late-90s.

Despite being homeless in L.A., Herring still sought musical collaboration and William Pilgrim was born when PM Romero, an Orange County, CA-based songwriter/musician, answered his online ad offering vocal services for hire. The pair formed the fruitful musical partnership that would become William Pilgrim and the All Grows Up. A demo soon caught the attention of Orange County, CA-based label Moonlight Graham Records, which signed William Pilgrim and the All Grows Up.

The debut record, The Great Recession, is available now.

Ish Herring’s gravelly vocals drive his songs with an intensity that harkens to a simpler time before music sampling and fancy studio effects. From the opening chords of “A Soldier’s Tale,” which recounts a young man losing his innocence as he transforms from a simple farm boy into a cynical solder affected by the horrors of war, to an ironic message about rampant consumerism in the closing track, “Water When the Well is Dry,” The Great Recession paints a multi-layered musical portrait of a frayed country whose people have fallen on hard times and long for stability, love and better days.

“I wanted to make a record that came from the standpoint of the 80s generation, my generation, that was cast off,” says Ish. “We were let down by society and our leaders in so many ways. The Great Recession takes the power of American roots music as tool of social consciousness and updates it for the 21st century but still makes it sound timeless and evokes a sense of nostalgia.”

The band plans to further complement the upcoming release of The Great Recession with, House On the Hill, an insightful documentary film set for release in 2013 that explores the plight of homeless teens in Southern California. Prominent musical and social luminary Exene Cervenka of the legendary band X will add narration.

Lyrics

A Soldier's Tale

Written By: PM Romero


A Soldiers Tale

Another gun for this one horse town
shoot um twice if they won't stay down
cause there is no god in war

I hear his name, he sure sounds nice
fills a poor man's hope and a rich man's lies
at the end its only me, knocking at your door

I can smell the hay stacks turning
august rain (at) the break of morning
all the sweet things I left in my home town

Over here we're just the well dressed poor
the fattest rats at the country store
spend it all while the giant sleeps

They buy us guns tell us that we're right
become the monsters we came to fight
All the families I'll never meet, children left in bloody heaps

I can smell the hay stacks turning
august rain, the break of morning
all the sweet things I can't care for anymore
ooh, the sway of your porch swing
the sting of love, everything
with my future left behind
I soldier on

About A Girl

Written By: PM Romero


About a Girl

All my life I've been wondering, what went wrong
my minds a mess, I smoke too much
my livers all but gone

the Job's I've had, they try to tell me what to do
My children hate me
and their moms do to

there was this girl in oklahoma
she was kinda nice
tried telling her I love her
only hit her twice

when her car, fell apart,
I stole her one brand new
she never thanked me
they never appreciate the shit I do

and oh, its not about me
its about the things I want
and the things I need
now Im no educated man, but I know
if theres problems in this world
it probably started with a girl

There you go again
Blamin me and I never even kissed her
I didn't touch that girl
If I did
How was I to know she was your sister

If there's problems
its always about a girl

Farewell

Written By: PM Romero

Farewell

farewell my darling
(i'm) off to war, they'll pay me well
staying here is (nothing but) trouble
for a man (with) no job or skills

Say my country needs me
protect the fortunes amassed by whites (staked)
claim we're fighting some kind of evil
boy, I hope they're right

so long so well
off to bomb the brown kids straight to hell
may god forgive
what their mothers never will

Its been a year now
no evil to be found
just a bunch a kids with bills to pay
bleeding on the ground

so long so well
can you love a man after stories I tell
will your heart forgive
what I know I never will

I'm sure theres someone somewhere
believes in something still
he's just not dying here
or staring in the eyes of the ones he kills for pay

so long so well
my darling, I'm not the man that once said farewell
and no one I ever wanted to be

keep these letters, I bid good night
whomever s left can tell us, who was right
sleep tight my darling
with love, farewell

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dust kick off this road
we hear the battle cry
save the weapons
but let the children die

they've seen too much
we'll fight them soon enough
cut them down before they throw away our simple lies

beyond this town, across an old wood bridge, a war torn mother scrabbles to eat enough to feed the life buried at her chest, knows enough to count the dead and the men with guns, reason's for what we've done never rest inside her h

well, I don't know why

among the corruption and social devastation
the prison system locks up the poor and black folk tight

its only crime for the reformer class is its priced to high
nothing that can't be fixed and privatized

no education or opportunities for the poor bred

a crisis and conversation.

attack the teachers, schools and kids themself
create a generation of passive followers

discipline and conformity, he lower class to accept their place

fairwell my darling
wars declared
they'll pay me well
(here) trouble will surely find me (trouble waiting to find me here)
(nothing here but trouble waiting to find me)

staying here trouble will surely find the
man with no job no skills

theres nothing here but trouble waiting
for a man with no job or skills

and theres nothing here but trouble waiting for a man with no job or skills)

and theres nothing hear for a man with no job no skills
with no job no skills

we've leveled farms and forced free will
may god forgive (outlive)
what their mothers never will

so long so well
off to bomb the brown kids straight to hell
may god forgive
what their mothers never w
may god outlive
the death of my freewill

confront what difficult

yes we can, but we wont

hatred
poison

moral
never think to question and shoot to kill
may god outlive the wreckage
and wash away our ills

ill

I hope there is no god
I certainly will be punished one day

whomevers left
can tell us who was right (and what was real)

##############################
grab your trophy from the ones you kill

farewell my darling
i'm off to war, they'll pay me well
staying here is trouble waiting
for a man with no job or skills

They say (they really) need me
I'll serve my country fine
say we're fighting evil
boy, I hope they're right

so long so well
off to bomb the brown kids straight to hell
may god forgive
what their mothers never will

Its been a year now
no evil found
just a bunch of shit scared kids with bills to pay
bleeding on the ground

I'm sure there is someone somewhere
who believes in something still
he's just not dying here
and I'm sure he never will

so long so well
off to bomb the brown kids straight to hell
may god forgive
what their mothers never will

then
on a road no worth fighting for

but here he can't be found (but he's not dying here)

they say they'll teach us how to
they say they hate us for our

Discography

The Great Recession, LP (now available)

Available to stream for editorial purposes at :

http://snd.sc/HR7egi

Our debut video for our single "Farewell" can we viewed:

http://youtu.be/kqRW1VxZTbA