Biografia:
Originally a poet, Mark Germino eventually became a folk-rock artist as a means of furthering his literary aspirations. Born in North Carolina, he moved to Nashville in 1974; although he never intended to become a musician, he bought a guitar a few months later after reasoning that performing songs would be easier than reciting poetry. A trucker by day, Germino began performing in area clubs at night and signed a music publishing deal in 1981. After working as a songwriter for much of the decade
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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Rex Bob Lowenstein
by Mark Germino
Capo: 4th fret for acoustic version; 6th fret for electric version
Intro: C F G F G 2x
C F C
There's a disc jockey in Hartlanberg,
C G C
Who works at W-A-N-T
C F C
He puts two or three eggs in him
C G C
And he's in your car by 6:00am
C F C
He lives for his job and he accepts his pay
C G C
You can call and request 'Lay Lady Lay'
C F C
He'll play Stanley Jordan, U2 and Little Feet,
C G C
And he'll even play the band from the college down the street
Chorus:
F C G C F C G C
And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein, He's forty-seven, goin' on sixteen
F C G Am
His request line's open, but he'll tell you where to go,
C F G C
If you're dumb enough to ask him why he plays Hank Snow
Well, he tries to keep his talkin' to a minimum
He's a Democrat, he's a Republican
He's an ad man with a great voice, say some
But when he spins those records he's neither one
He'll talk to the truckers on the interstate strip
The housewife and the car dealership
When his second wife left him for a paper millionaire
He cried unashamedly right on the air
And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein, He's forty-seven, goin' on sixteen
His request line's open but he makes no bones
About why he plays Madonna after George Jones
Repeat Intro:
Now, one day a man in a pinstriped suit
Took the owner of the station to a restaurant booth
His pitch was simple, “You'll increase your sales,
If you only play the song list we send in the mail.”
He guaranteed a larger audience
Less confusion and higher points
“But your drive-time jock won't get to do his thing.
Hey he's not half bad, tell me, what's his name?”
Well his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein, He's frequently heard, but he's seldom seen
His formula's simple and his format's big
“I just play anything, you call and tell me what you dig.”
Now Rex Bob David Saul Lowenstein
Quit his job a week later, but before he'd leave
He locked and bolted the control room door
And played smash or trash till they cuffed him on the floor
Well they drug him into court and the judge said, “Rex,
I've got to lock you up, for what I'm not sure yet.
But your boss here says he thinks you're wrapped too tight. (hold C chord)
But, by the way thanks for playing ‘Moon River’ last night.”
And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein, He's a flaming bell inside a tambourine
He could play it all if he was just set free (hold Am chord)
C F G C
Just to find what the people W-A-N-T
C F G C
Just to find what the people W-A-N-T
C F G C
Just to find what the people W-A-N-T
C F G C
Just to find what the people W-A-N-T
Rex Bob Lowenstein
by Mark Germino
Capo: 4th fret for acoustic version; 6th fret for electric version
Intro: C F G F G 2x
C F C
There's a disc jockey in Hartlanberg,
C G C
Who works at W-A-N-T
C F C
He puts two or three eggs in him
C G C
And he's in your car by 6:00am
C F C
He lives for his job and he accepts his pay
C G C
You can call and request 'Lay Lady Lay'
C F C
He'll play Stanley Jordan, U2 and Little Feet,
C G C
And he'll even play the band from the college down the street
Chorus:
F C G C F C G C
And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein, He's forty-seven, goin' on sixteen
F C G Am
His request line's open, but he'll tell you where to go,
C F G C
If you're dumb enough to ask him why he plays Hank Snow
Well, he tries to keep his talkin' to a minimum
He's a Democrat, he's a Republican
He's an ad man with a great voice, say some
But when he spins those records he's neither one
He'll talk to the truckers on the interstate strip
The housewife and the car dealership
When his second wife left him for a paper millionaire
He cried unashamedly right on the air
And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein, He's forty-seven, goin' on sixteen
His request line's open but he makes no bones
About why he plays Madonna after George Jones
Repeat Intro:
Now, one day a man in a pinstriped suit
Took the owner of the station to a restaurant booth
His pitch was simple, “You'll increase your sales,
If you only play the song list we send in the mail.”
He guaranteed a larger audience
Less confusion and higher points
“But your drive-time jock won't get to do his thing.
Hey he's not half bad, tell me, what's his name?”
Well his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein, He's frequently heard, but he's seldom seen
His formula's simple and his format's big
“I just play anything, you call and tell me what you dig.”
Now Rex Bob David Saul Lowenstein
Quit his job a week later, but before he'd leave
He locked and bolted the control room door
And played smash or trash till they cuffed him on the floor
Well they drug him into court and the judge said, “Rex,
I've got to lock you up, for what I'm not sure yet.
But your boss here says he thinks you're wrapped too tight. (hold C chord)
But, by the way thanks for playing ‘Moon River’ last night.”
And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein, He's a flaming bell inside a tambourine
He could play it all if he was just set free (hold Am chord)
C F G C
Just to find what the people W-A-N-T
C F G C
Just to find what the people W-A-N-T
C F G C
Just to find what the people W-A-N-T
C F G C
Just to find what the people W-A-N-T
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