Yee-haw! Scorpio!
Party on. Dude.
I picked up a Cory Morrow CD Full Exposure Live because I was looking for that one song that’s been haunting me for years. “21 Days,” with that lyrical hook, “21 days on the road, I’d go home, but my home’s right here.”
The hook is set with me. I heard it rolling out of the Coastal Bend (Gulf Coast) last winter. Heard it rolling back down there, last summer. Caught it on the road from San Antonio, one night, rolling back up the highway to Austin. Radio, who’d a-thunk it?
I played it back-to-back with FatBoy Slim. Yeah, well, so what? I got to poking around on the web, and I couldn’t find much about Cory Morrow, like a birthday. I’m thinking I saw Cory at Billy-Bob’s, but I couldn’t turn up any notes for it.
I’ve seen him play a time or two, and he’s another one of those amazing Texas artists. Guess he won’t get much airplay away from here; lad’s from down around Houston, I’m guessing.
“I’m on the highway baby drivin’ fast.” (Morrow “The Highway”)
From that album’s liner notes, attributed to Cory Morrow:
“Remember, don’t pass up ANY opportunities which have been laid in your path! HAVE FUN WITH YOUR LIFE!”
Which has nothing to do with this:
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