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Songwriting Series: Club 501
 
Something Extremely Witty
May 4th, 2007 by jester

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Hoss Burns and I wrote this song about the tool shed in my backyard that my friends and I converted into our “clubhouse” when I was a kid.

When my parents replaced the long green shag carpeting in the house* we cut remnants up and used it in the clubhouse. My neighbor Bryan and I built seating complete with a “secret compartment” where we could stash our dirty magazines, cigarettes, and wine coolers.

We even devised an “intercom” system using a water hose to keep out any unauthorized visitors. If someone were wily enough to bypass the top notch password system, we always had a small arsenal of slingshots and BB guns on hand to defend ourselves.

It is probably important to note here that we were the only kids in the neighborhood. That’s hardly the point.

I’m singing lead and most harmonies on this demo. Hoss sang the lower harmony. We were hoping to pitch this one to Delious, too. This was recorded sometime in early 1997.

Ten years ago. Damn.

Club 501
© 1997 Harris/Burns

An old shed made of wood
Became the center of our neighborhood
We cleaned it up and painted it for fun

Old green shag upon the floor
Metal numbers hung over the door
We all cheered when it was done
for Club 501

United we stand, divided we fall
Became our battle call
Just a bunch of boys against the world
Picking fights and chasing girls
We were young
Club 501

Extension cords and trouble lights
Camping out those backyard nights
Guarding the door with BB guns

Comic books and GI Joes
Soon turned to Playboy and Marlboros
Our walk to manhood had begun
at Club 501

The rafter where we carved our names
Is about all that remains
Of forgotten days in the summer sun

Our first look at love
Our first taste of beer
I remember it happened here
When we were young
At Club 501

*Remember this stuff? It was that really dark avocado color and like 3-4 inches long. It required a rake.

It should go without saying that these lyrics and audio file are protected by standard artist copyright and are not licensed for use by any other entities without my expressed written permission, regardless of the Creative Commons License that applies to most other posts.

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Entries in this series:
  1. Songwriting Series: Pieces of Love
  2. Songwriting Series: Club 501
  3. Songwriting Series: In A Heartbeat

8 Responses  
hellohahanarf writes:
May 4th, 2007 at 5:41 am

i just love hearing about this part of your life. thanks for sharing!

Howard writes:
May 4th, 2007 at 11:34 am

That was great! It got all stuck and my head and stuff. Always a compliment in my book. :)

jester writes:
May 4th, 2007 at 3:44 pm

hello – I wish my current life was as interesting. ;D

Howard – Oooh.. I’m in your head! That’s perfect!

Neurotic Mom writes:
May 4th, 2007 at 4:38 pm

hey that’s good, hope you post more

heather writes:
May 4th, 2007 at 5:14 pm

it’s funny, i remember doing the whole clubhouse thing too. brings up a lot of memories. that’s a good thing in my book. great song. :-)

jester writes:
May 4th, 2007 at 5:54 pm

Neurotic Mom – Thanks.. I’ve got several more coming.

Heather – Thanks… wait… girls had clubhouses too?

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May 5th, 2007 at 12:17 am

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heather writes:
May 5th, 2007 at 7:09 pm

the tomboys did at least, the girly girls were too afraid of bugs so they had their fathers build them mini houses. which in my book does ~not~ count as a clubhouse.

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