Lawrence Shragge's lyrics & chords

Listen. Y’know This Guy? Whistling too loud in the elevator, humming aggressivisimo in the movie line– full-blown soundtrack coming off him like Bartok with Tourette’s – snap-ass rhythm section made of pants and shoes, clicking dirty grooves with his tongue, scatting licks, rhythm tricks and tics like a Grand Mal seizure you can dance to. Lawrence Shragge is That Guy. Music pours off him like sweat off a fat man like stank off a Junkie. What do you expect from the love child of Bernard Hermann and Dr Dre? For Lawrence, what trig...read more