Brad Fullmer - Troubled Thoughts In A Tangled Mind

 Brad Fullmer is a young man that is carving out a reputation in the traditional blues world as a fine guitarist, singer, and composer. Delta blues was dominated by the southern Blacks that created it for many years. That has been changing for years, and continues to influence people of all countries. Think about the deep influence American Blues had on British bands of the 1960's. The British Invasion of the time actually showed Americans the richness of this home grown music that was right under their noses, but was ignored because of racial prejudice. 'Black' music became the foundation of rock and roll in the late 40's and 50's, and continues to influence mainstream music. With musicians such as Brad Fullmer, the transition from 'white' music and 'black' music is showing the blues continues to become more and more color blind. 

Brad Fullmer

Brad makes his living making music as a valued side man for recordings, and plays an occasional gig in a blues club. This is his first recording. Everyone that hears him play agrees that he's a fine guitarist and music maker There's some difference of opinion about his lyrics. There's some at Big And Tall Records that question his abilities as a composer. They say his lyrics are nothing but obtuse word salad, that it's hard to find meaning in them because there is none. Others champion that very part of his talent, and say that his words, while admitting they can be enigmatic, have a depth and richness that takes some thought to comprehend. When there's this extremeness of opinion about an artist's work, it means that at the very least, you can't ignore him. That in itself is a good thing! 

The world is insane, yeah,yeah 'tis, 

Don't make much sense, no it don't, 

Don't know which way is which, 

Yeah, the only certainty is doubt. 

 

Questions risin' like a storm, 

Truths we're chasin', like flickerin' light, 

Stumblin' through this damn maze, 

Every wrong... feels kind a right. 

 

We're lost in the grayness, 

At dreams that can't grow, 

Trusting in the darkness, 

In the end, we did already sow. 

 

 Always spinnin' , minds unbound, 

Shafts of dreams well confined, 

Every whisper's nothin' new, 

Troubled thoughts in a tangled mind

 

 Lies and doubt our only friends,

 Leadin' where we fear to tread, 

On this path with many ends, 

We find truth in lies already said. 

 

We're lost in the shadows, 

Seeking truths that don't go, 

Trusting in the unknown, 

In the end we still won't know. 

 

 Always spinnin' , minds unbound, 

Shards of dreams unconfined, 

Every whisper's nothin' new, 

Troubled thoughts in a tangled mind. 

 

Lies and doubt be our only friends, 

Leadin' where we fear to tread, 

On this road with too many ends, 

We find truths in lies already said. 

 

Come look in the blackness, (yeah) 

at the dreams that don't grow, (oh yeah) 

Trustin' in the unknown 

In the end we still ain't gonna know, 

In the end we still, we still ain't gonna know.