Gill Landry
Gill Landry (born in Lake Charles, Louisiana), also known by the stage name… Read Full Bio ↴Gill Landry (born in Lake Charles, Louisiana), also known by the stage name of
Frank Lemon, is an American singer-songwriter and guitarist. He is a former member of Old Crow Medicine Show.
Take a pinch of the shuttered French Quarter, a dash of shack distilled brew, mix it with the alleyways of Les Halles, throw in equal measures of wrong side of the tracks bars and whisky driven night sweats. Fire it up with songs of loss, of dashed dreams, of devils in dresses and a twist of bitters. Shake it. Bottle it. And sell it out of an old battered cardboard suitcase. These are the ingredients of Gill Landry’s debut album. The songs veer from the rural to ruined streets, from the bottle to the graveyard, from a murder of ravens to hymns. These songs read like a book. A collection of stories, of narratives charting the restless wanderings of a itinerant musician. These are not songs about Main Street. These are way back. They are an alternative soundtrack to the American nightmare. Southern gothic meets Noir.
Years ago, Landry began performing as a busker on the streets of New Orleans, a town that knows a thing or two about decadence. He took the name Frank Lemon and created the Kitchen Syncopators, inspired by the old country blues, jazz and songster music of the 20’s and 30’s he was hearing around New Orleans. More recently, he’s played banjo and steel guitar for the Old Crow Medicine Show. His 2007 debut album was The Ballad of Lawless Soirez
Frank Lemon, is an American singer-songwriter and guitarist. He is a former member of Old Crow Medicine Show.
Take a pinch of the shuttered French Quarter, a dash of shack distilled brew, mix it with the alleyways of Les Halles, throw in equal measures of wrong side of the tracks bars and whisky driven night sweats. Fire it up with songs of loss, of dashed dreams, of devils in dresses and a twist of bitters. Shake it. Bottle it. And sell it out of an old battered cardboard suitcase. These are the ingredients of Gill Landry’s debut album. The songs veer from the rural to ruined streets, from the bottle to the graveyard, from a murder of ravens to hymns. These songs read like a book. A collection of stories, of narratives charting the restless wanderings of a itinerant musician. These are not songs about Main Street. These are way back. They are an alternative soundtrack to the American nightmare. Southern gothic meets Noir.
Years ago, Landry began performing as a busker on the streets of New Orleans, a town that knows a thing or two about decadence. He took the name Frank Lemon and created the Kitchen Syncopators, inspired by the old country blues, jazz and songster music of the 20’s and 30’s he was hearing around New Orleans. More recently, he’s played banjo and steel guitar for the Old Crow Medicine Show. His 2007 debut album was The Ballad of Lawless Soirez
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Gill Landry Lyrics
A Different Tune She came from the north On a black and white horse Soft…
Angeline Whatever are you doing here Whatever brought you through tha…
Anjolie You know it sets my nerves on fire To think of…
Denver Girls She wore a silver talisman and always spoke in plains Found…
Desiree I can't understand why you're leavin' me this way Desiree Wi…
Funeral in My Heart There's a funeral in my heart and everyone is dressed in…
Gasoline Legs She ain't got no sympathy, for your Hollywood heart streams …
I love you too I heard exactly what you said And I knew the ways…
Just Like You Broken down, hung-up and wasted in an oddless? town Thinkin'…
Lawless Soirez Lying in my bed, got no dreams in my head But…
Loneliness Talking to myself out in the rain With a belly full…
Mexico My baby loves a talisman and a holy ghost My baby…
Nobody's Coming Nobody's coming We're on our own Nobody's coming But we're n…
Poor Boy Poor boy ain't got no home Walk in the junkyard, a…
Take This Body Standing out on the edge of town Hoping that you don't…
The Place They Call Home It was morning I was mourning A love that was killed By…
The Refuge of Your Arms There's victory in surrender Where only losers win And only …
The Wolf The wolf is at the door again Dressed like my best…
Trouble Town Black clad henchmen block the doorway Forsaken children line…
Waiting For Your Love With the future in your arms In a cold embrace And all…