Tim Easton
Tim Easton is a Nashville, Tennessee-based American guitarist and singer-songwriter playing rock and roll, folk and Americana music.
Biography
Easton was raised in Akron, Ohio, forming the band Kosher Spears while at college. He traveled abroad for a time, busking in London, Paris, Spain, Italy, Yugoslavia, Czechoslovakia, and Ireland, and on his return to the US in the mid-1990s he joined the Haynes Boys and the band released their only cd, Guardian Angel in 1996. When the band split up, he embarked on a solo career, with his debut album, Special 20, released in 1998 on Heathen Records. He subsequently relocated to California, signed a deal with EMI Publishing, and a record deal with New West Records. He currently resides in Nashville, TN.
In 2007, Easton joined Leeroy Stagger and Evan Phillips, performing as Easton, Stagger, Phillips. Easton and Stagger initially performed in 2008 as support acts for Phillips' band The Whipsaws. The group released one album One For The Ditch, on Rebeltone Records, in 2008. Their second album (Resolution Road) will be released in 2014.
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ALBUMS
- Not Cool released: 2013
- Porcupine released: 2009
- Ammunition released: 2006
- The Truth About Us released:
- Special 20 released:
- Break Your Mother's Heart released:
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True Ways
by: Tim EastonSaving some mystery for a gold-shackled bed,
Love would last forever if we'd only stay interested.
Commonlaw cousin kisses the Dutch uncle,
And weak sister cries when she cracks his knuckle.
She read my mind when she said,
"I'm lonely, please come home."
"I'm lonely, please come home."
And I'll show you my true ways.
Humor so sharp, quick, and clever.
Fingers a dark bruise for the pleasure.
These off-hand remarks are so blunt and casual,
Then we slide from the bed with claws and perfect lips.
She read my mind when she said,
"I'm alone, please come home."
"I'm alone, please come home."
I'll show you my true ways.
I will show you my true ways.
Throwing sympathy wrapped tight with malice,
We're so damaged our kisses turn careless.
The first cut isn't the deepest, it's only the first.
She read my mind when she said,
"I'm alone, please come home."
"I'm alone, please come home."
I'll show you my true ways.