Nat the Rat explains the song:
I had a mental break down, I caved under the weight of my own depression, self hate and uncontrollable amounts of alcohol, on the verge of suicide, knowing I had to make one last fight before I decided to go through with it ran away to mexico for a few months,
while staying with some family in mexico I went to this little old town up the hills near Xochimilco where I went for my little niece's baptism, and the experience I had there was so surreal I had to write a song about it. Here's a song about that magical town of cactus and a time travel feeling to the historic traditional life of Mexico's little towns, and I dedicate this song to Sophi my little marshmellow puppy (my niece)
Nopales means cactus in Spanish.
lyrics
I woke up in a strange haze,
and I could have sworn the wind called my name.
Deep inside the mountains of Mexico,
where miles and miles and miles of nopales grow,
I found myself caught in a time zone of so long ago,
this was a small town in which everyone knew,
who lived where and what people did and who screwed who.
goddamn everyone knew.
I swear I felt I was inside a painting,
of the 1910 Mexican revolutionary times,
Christ what a beautiful sight.
you can hear the steam of the giant pots their cooking,
and the food it smells delicious and I don’t know what I’m doing,
the nice folks "tell me don’t you worry,
take a seat, no need to hurry.
you may be strange but you ain’t scary,
welcome, now let the cactus juice carry,
carry you home."
so I let it carry me where nopales grow.
about an hour into my arrival,
the people said go on my dear it’s time to go,
the church bells they are ringing it’s part of the cycle.
what a funny place for me to be,
the church was outside intertwined with all the trees,
the wooden benches carved with 'god will set you free.'
and these people they are praying and the folks they are just singing,
“now it’s time to get on walking, for this angel we are given."
and I look into her innocent eyes,
and she just laughs and makes me smile,
and her little hand wraps around mine,
her god parents tell me it’s time,
for that musical tone,
and I heard the music come, from where nopales grow.
Deep within the old weary concrete walls,
dishes upon dishes of the food I saw,
exchanged between the whole town, it seems they're having a ball.
All the cups fill with the fresh strawberry juice,
suddenly became filled with squirt and booze,
and I was seeing stars before I even knew.
and the old ladies are dancing and "wait did we just start on flirting?"
and the old men they are going on about all these crazy stories.
and night sky explodes with fireworks,
and my vision is getting too blurred,
but I am dancing to the Spanish words,
even though my sentences slurred,
in this old towny thrown.
so I fell asleep where nopales grow.
I woke up in a strange haze,
and I could have sworn the wind called my name.
(ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN MUSIC HAS BEEN WRITTEN AND RECORDED COMPLETELY 100%INCOHERENTLY DRUNK
ALSO ONLY RECORDED
ONCE AND UPLOAD, SO CAUTION IT'S CHOPPY AND SHITTY, BUT THATS THE POINT)
Tunes in Booze,
Booze in Tunes.
This is for our drunken haze, this is not for you.
Drunx:
Lyin' Ryan
(Guitar/Vocals)
Nat the Rat
(Banjo/Guitar/Vocals)
Vile Kyle
(Washboard/Vocals)
Micheal Recycles
(Violinist)...more
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