Sound Off: The Northside Ramblers

Song: I Could Never Tell You

Bio

The Northside Ramblers formed around campfires in the foothills of the Western Maine mountains. Originally starting as a duo, they later came to add a lead guitarist and drummer, yet still perform as a duo, trio, or quartet depending on the venue. Although they may be young in age, they certainly are not lacking in musical experience, for each member wields over a decade of musical knowledge and prowess. Their improvisational jam rock delves into the genres of blues, folk, jazz, funk, and beyond. Drawing inspiration from talented musicians such as The Grateful Dead, Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan, and Phish, The Northside Ramblers’ creative spirit knows no bounds or limitations. By distilling the beauty and mystique of Western Maine into stories of life and love, they have created a musical landscape in their newest album, "A Nap That Took Four Seasons". It is an expression of their world, from mundane to surreal and beautiful. Cross that with an 18-year-old prodigy who can't be missed, backed by a talented band, and you can understand why you won't want to miss an opportunity to listen to and enter the realm of the Ramblers!

Song Lyrics

I've been sitting by myself
Thinking 'bout time.
I've been sitting here alone
Thinking 'bout you.

I'd give it all to you, you'd give it all to me too.
I could put you on my pedestal, doesn't mean I'd ever know how to tell.

I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how.

If I had a peach, for every rose you’ve given to me.
I’d be comatose, from the sweetness in my blood.
And if I had a dime, for every kindness you’ve given to me,
I don’t know how I’d spend my time, ‘cause I’d be rich and have a family.

But if I lost a dime, for every lie that I have said.
Well I’d be working overtime, and watching marbles roll out of my head.

I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how.

If I lost a peach, for every time I let you down
Well I’d be growing peaches, and trying to ship ‘em right outta town.

But you know I’d send them all to you
You’d send them right to me too
I can put you on my pedestal
Doesn’t mean I’d ever know how to tell

I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how it’ll all go down.
I can’t tell you how.