Frontier Ruckus is an American folk-rock band from Michigan. The project is centered on the lyrically intensive songs of Matthew Milia, and was formed by Milia and banjo player David Winston Jones while living in Metro Detroit. The band released its debut full-length record, The Orion Songbook, through Quite Scientific Records in November, 2008. In February, 2009, it was announced that Frontier Ruckus had joined North Carolina-based label Ramseur Records.
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard
Intro: OTHERCHORDS
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Verse I:
Am C A bright-night-kitchen moth and the washcloth that I use C# D(no5) For the refuse Fmaj7 Em That is littering all of your clues Am C C# D(no5) Orion is dead and gone but something in it still be-longs to me Fmaj7 Em The bright night I see Am High hot-time all the braggarts drag C C# Their boats down to the water D(no5) She dragged down to drown each and every Fmaj7 Em Brown rag I bought her Am The silverfish they ditch their skins as C C# The Saturday air raid beg-ins D(no5) Pitching exoskeletons Fmaj7 Em Revolting in their molting Am Dont you know Im just like that? C C# You can tell where Ive been at D(no5) On every doormat I have sat Fmaj7 Em A relic so an-gelic Dm Oh the once hard-biting night D Fmaj7 Em Now ruthlessly a toothless sight to see
Verse II:
Am C A shot down Telegraph with a hot laugh as we cruise C# D(no5) Through the sinews Fmaj7 Em Connecting all of your clues Am The blinds they clap for the C The napping overheated tangles D Daytime may climb high until the dusk sucks out
All that it mangles Am Melting with the blacktop moms C C# On a bed of palms and psalms D Immersed in the universe Fmaj7 Em Of off-ramp proms and sitcoms Dm Sylvan Lake and in between D Fmaj7 Perpetually like Halloween Em I saw you Am C In the dormitory with the warming glory C# Of the harvest D The pilings of the night are whiling out Fmaj7 Em Where their forms are the largest
F Feeling about half as vicious Em A As all the silverfishes crawl F If I truly am a coward Em Memory-fueled and fear-powered A (A) A/C# Ill be damned
F Em But if I were C D That gorgeous blur Dm Em Id be Am Sure
Horn & Banjo Solo Section: Play verse Chords four times through. 2 bars for horn and 2 bars for banjo.
Verse III:
Am C A bright-night-kitchen moth and the washcloth that I use C# D(no5) For the refuse Fmaj7 Em That is littering all of your clues
Am Tripped up on the alley-weed C C# Through which I elbowed and kneed D The bottle of my beer emptied Fmaj7 Em And I was warm and fluid Am The body is a bottle, I guess C C# That I would like to throttle, yes D Mottled skin and spilling sin Fmaj7 Em And a holiness so stupid Dm The heaven that I long to see D The undone linearity Fmaj7 Em Ive pro- ven Dm Is all the love Ive tried to show D Buried where those buildings glow Fmaj7 Em (Riff) And ruined?