Recently folks of a conservative persuasion, especially those with red hats sitting atop brains as tiny as their hearts, have been blaming a whole lot of stuff on the “liberal elite.” I’m not convinced that it exists, but, if it did, I’d really like to join. They seem like interesting chaps who would be fun to hang out with.
This song caused a bit of friction in the band. Our fiddler, Beau Strokes from right here in North Carolina, is very conservative and assumed I was too, since he had never observed me burning a flag or participating in satanic rituals with Hillary Clinton and George Soros. It took quite a lot of persuasion to get him to play on this. In fact, only the fact that nobody ever actually listens to our stuff convinced him that there would be no harm done.
Against Beau’s advice, we premiered this song at a social at the Falling Rock, North Carolina Elks Club in aid of the Association of Confederate Bikers. Our Swedish sound engineers Max and Minnie Mumsetting managed to make this recording just before the trouble started.