QUOTES

“Massy Ferguson have put together an excellent mix of rock and country twang on their very impressive debut record" -- John Richards 90.3FM KEXP Morning Show Host, Producer

"(Victory and Ruins) is one hell of a fine album that crackles with instant hooks and melodies, has an effervescence of choruses and boasts a fistful of damn fine blue collar songs into the bargain." Mike Davies, Folk Radio UK

"These are more-than-convincing roots rockers fronted by a convincing and memorable lead singer in Ethan Anderson’s aching heartland growl. There’s Springsteen-esque touches & hints of old Whiskeytown in the mix from this up and coming Pacific Northwest band." - Bruce Warren, WXPN Philadelphia, Producer, Some Velvet Blog
 
"I've lost track of how many times I've seen Massy Ferguson.  I guess that's a sign that I enjoy this band.  Their music spans many genres from Americana, roots, folk, twang rock, alt-country, and good ol' rock 'n' roll.  The music is two-step friendly, and dancing is always encouraged." - Lisa Knight, No Depression

"Seattle band Massy Ferguson further cement their alt country /roots rock status with another solid new album Victory & Ruins. The thirteen song collection focuses on the easy going narrative vocal styling of Ethan Anderson, who is mix between Tom Petty and Steve Earl." - No Depression Magazine

"Massy Ferguson displays a knack for mature and intelligent songwriting, and when slowing the pace, beautifully crafted songs like The Hard Way and Bring Something Back are achingly gorgeous. " - Michael Canter, Jivewired

"First and foremost, Massy Ferguson are a rock band raised on crashing guitars and a driving beat but are not afraid to mix in a bit of refined country to shape their music in true American tradition." Three Chords and the Truth, UK

"Seattle band Massy Ferguson further cement their alt country /roots rock status with another solid new album Victory & Ruins. The thirteen song collection focuses on the easy going narrative vocal styling of Ethan Anderson, who is mix between Tom Petty and Steve Earl." - No Depression Magazine

“Also known as "the People's Band," this roots Americana quartet combines steady, blue-collar alt-country with Southern rock and an everyman ethos that has helped it land gigs all over the world." -- Shawn Telford, Seattle PI

“You know only good things can come from a band that named itself after a farm-equipment company. But they're not as hayseed as you'd expect. Their songs are steeped in the classic Americana of the Blasters, the Jayhawks, and the Backsliders. Rich with imagery of highways, truck-stop coffee, whiskey, road-weariness, and bad motels, Massy Ferguson make cinematic music about the blue-collar aspects of our nation. This is what Jay Farrar might sound like without his thesaurus." -- Brian J. Barr, The Seattle Weekly

“Alt-rocker angst mixed with wry humor ... and some Seattle dive bar name-dropping." -- Mike Lewis, Seattle PI

"They’re also pretty funny guys who, when there’s no other booze in the house, will do shots of Bud Light. -- Kim Nowacki, Yakima Herald






 
 

PRESS LINKS

VIDEO

Seattle PI - Under the Needle

Seattle Times - SXSW 2009

Folk Radio UK
http://www.folkradio.co.uk/2014/07/massy-ferguson-victory-ruins/

No Depression review
http://nodepression.com/album-review/massy-ferguson-%E2%80%93-victory-ruins

Three Chords and the Truth
http://www.threechordsandthetruthuk.co.uk/2014/06/massy-ferguson-victory-and-ruins-spark.html

Flying Shoes Review
http://flyinshoes.ning.com/profiles/blogs/ep156-massy-ferguson

Penny Black Music UK Review
http://pennyblackmusic.co.uk/MagSitePages/Review.aspx?id=9614

 

ABOUT

You know only good things can come from a band that named itself after a farm-equipment company. But Seattle's Massy Ferguson is not as hayseed as you'd expect. Their songs are steeped in the classic Americana of the Uncle Tupelo, the Jayhawks, and the Backsliders. Rich with imagery of highways, truck-stop coffee, whiskey, road-weariness, and bad motels, Massy Ferguson make cinematic roots music about the blue-collar aspects of our nation. This is what Jay Farrar might sound like without his thesaurus

Singer-bassist Ethan Anderson says the sound is Americana that leans more toward rock than country, and that's a pretty good description. Think Drive-By Truckers or some combination of Son Volt and The Hold Steady. Think Springsteen's "Greetings From Asbury Park" or "Nebraska." Those influences, 1970s Southern rock and good-time classic rock bands like Thin Lizzy, have also helped them to land gigs at festivals and clubs in Australia, Iceland, Germany, England and Mexico.

If all that means Massy Ferguson is derivative, well, that's partly true. It doesn't really matter, though, because the songs, if not particularly groundbreaking, are just plain good. And the lyrics are full of enough detail and imagery that you start to forget any objections. Take, for instance, this bit from "Powder Blue," on the 2008 album "Cold Equations":

She worked the desk at the Klose Inn Motel
We snuck in, half-price at a quarter to twelve
Orange juice and vodka in a plastic cup
In a couple of days she'll break my heart.

Now, you've probably never been to the Klose Inn Motel, and your probably don't know this girl from the song, but you can picture it and her.

"You write about things you know," Anderson says. "I used to live across the street from the Klose Inn Motel. No one knows where that is, but in a way it kind of resonates."

Indeed it does. That's thanks to the writing partnership between Anderson and singer-guitarist Adam Monda, Massy Ferguson's founding members. They started the band in 2006 as a duo, playing a farmers market in Mukilteo. (They were paid with a fruit basket.)

"Adam's pretty good with the weird, abstract details, and I'm pretty solid on the storytelling," Anderson says.

Since adding Tony Mann on keyboards and Dave Goedde on drums, the band has graduated from fruit-basket gigs to some of Seattle's most prominent stages, places like The Tractor Tavern, the seat of Seattle's roots-rock Americana scene. They've head lined regionally in Boise, Portland, Spokane, Yakima, gigged in Chicago and Minneapolis. They've toured internationally on numerous occasions and in 2010 managed to get a slot in the prestigious Iceland Airwaves Festival in Reykjavik after winning the Seattle Weekly's 2010 REVERB festival Favorite Band poll. In 2013, they played The Gorge at Watershed Festival, along with more established artists like Toby Keith, Brad Paisley and Luke Bryan. In 2014, they toured the UK for the first time, playing a memorable slot in the americana cred festival Maverick Music Fest and headlined gigs in London (Windmill Brixton) and Sheffield (Greystones) among others.

Additionally, for the first time in any of the band members' history, they signed a record deal. The results of that deal -- two albums, the new album "Victory and Ruins" and the 2010 release "Hard Water" and the accompanying support of Spark & Shine Records -- have the band primed for exposure well beyond Washington State.

"We've been very fortunate in a lot of regards," Anderson says. "Considering we started off at the Mukilteo farmers market, I think we're doing pretty well."

And, he says, it's a lot of fun. The band likes playing bars (though not exclusively), likes going on the road. The new album cover, an empty glass laying on its side atop a bar, tells you pretty much all you need to know about what to expect at a Massy Ferguson show.

"Above all, our live show is a lot of fun," Anderson says. "We're in it to have a good time. I think our songs have a certain amount of earnestness and depth, but we did that without sacrificing the fun."

That's important for a bar band, even one with aspirations.

"I don't have a problem with anybody saying we're a good bar band," Anderson says. "Some bands take that as a negative. I think of it as a positive thing."

In that way, Massy Ferguson is a bar band in the best sense -- not a band relegated to bars because it will never rise higher, but a band that plays music perfectly suited to dark, crowded rooms in which there's at least a possibility of a beer glass smashing against a wall.

The songs, filled with barflies, broken hearts and doomed late-night romance, would sound pretty good anywhere, though.

Contributing Writers: Patrick Muir (Yakima Herald), Brian J Barr (Seattle Weekly), Massy Ferguson

ARTISTS THEY'VE PLAYED WITH OR SHARED THE STAGE WITH:

Tim McGraw, CamperVan Beethoven, Luke Bryan, Lady Antebellum, Mike Gordon of Phish, Toby Keith, Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers, Dodgy, Mary Gouthier, Band of Heathens, Blackberry Smoke, Brad Paisley, Billy Kruetzmann of Grateful Dead, The Bottle Rockets, Larkin Poe, Scott Kanneberg of Pavement, Max Creek, Mark Pickerel of Screaming Trees

CREDITS (among others):
2014 Maverick Music Festival, Suffolk, UK
2014 BBC Nottingham, UK
2013 Watershed Festival, The Gorge, WA, USA
2013, 2012 Triple Door Theater, WA, USA (sold out twice)
2012 Apollo Bay Festival, Victoria, Australia
2012 The Gum Ball, New South Wales, Australia
2011, 2009 Bumbershoot Music Festival, WA, USA
2011 Musikfest, Pennsylvania, USA
2010 Iceland Airwaves Festival, Iceland
2010 Seattle Weekly Favorite REVERB band poll winner
2008 Circus Mexicus, Puerto Pinasco, Mexico
2007 Weisbaden Army Airbase show for the troops of the 1st Armored Tank Division, Germany
 


LYRICS FOR "RUN IT RIGHT INTO THE WALL"

1. Gallipoli

VERSE

What’s all the gritting and the fighting here

Over new lexicon

Standing in the firing line

Fore they cut me down now in my prime

 

PRECHORUS

Gallipoli

Drown out the sound now

Gallipoli

Run and tell me about

 

VERSE

Stacked in untenable mission, of that do or die

Fighting with a teenage mind

Self-firing rifle ruse inside out

 

PRECHORUS

Gallipoli

Block out the sound now

Gallipoli

 

CHORUS

Pushing past the Dardanelles

Nothing’s static it’s just as well

Innocence was laid to rest I guess I guess I guess

 

VERSE

Thrust into civil service, of the killing kind  (Baptism of fire here)

Staring with a beady eye into the coldest winter senseless mission

 

PRECHORUS

Gallipoli

Block out the sound now

Gallipoli

 

CHORUS

Pushing past the Dardanelles

Nothing’s static it’s just as well

Innocence was laid to rest I guess I guess I guess

 

 

VERSE

Wanna grow up but I don’t know when

Can’t imagine the state I’m in

Shot down in the line of fire, chanting some old rhymes till the end of time now

 

PRECHORUS

Gallipoli

Block out the sun now

Gallipoli

Gallipoli

Block out the sun now

Gallipoli

 

 

2. Santa Fe

 

VERSE

Think I got to get on out, before they call my last round 

Cause this ain’t no station for me

Ride out of Portland, another American façade

Making me a sad, sad effigy

 

INSTRUMENTAL

 

VERSE

Like that guy Ned Kelly I always pick another fight

Seems like I done that quite a bit

Wanna dry my bones won’t be long ‘fore I pull in

This time I’ll be like a talisman

 

PRECHORUS

So give the devil what he’s due now

Save the rest for prester John

 

CHORUS

Leave my headstone behind me

For another place to hit the skids

Heading southwest you wont’ find me

Take a good lickin if you did

 

VERSE

I been to New York only once

Don’t want to go … again

Trade the apocryphal for the wilderness call

Think that’s the station to be

 

CHORUS

Leave my headstone behind me

For another place to hit the skids

Heading southwest you wont’ find me

Take a good lickin if you did

 

 

PRECHORUS
Give to Caesar what he’s due now

There’s not much that he don’t have

 

CHORUS

Leave my headstone behind me

For another place to hit the skids

Heading southwest doing 90

Just another seeker off the grid

 

BRIDGE

 

PRECHORUS

So give the devil what he’s due now

Save the rest for prester John

 

CHORUS

Just another tombstone behind me

Just another place to hit the skids

Heading southwest you wont’ find me

Take a good licking in you did, if you did

 

 

 

3. Making It

 

VERSE

Wide-eyed youth, dreaming bout making it

Writing on those pages just making it

Lost in my own world you know, writing it my own way

 

VERSE

Throwing my love out there and making it

Burning that candle just making it

Sacrifice my soul and body now, so nobody forgets my name

 

CHORUS

Cause it harder than the iron sides

To break through

Stone you from above if you rise, I can nearly tell the truth

Cause falling (fling myself) is all that I can do

 

VERSE (A,D)

Taste of the fame, reputation just making it

(Scaling) Boulder up the hill just making it

Hammering at falling walls, you know, I’m broken by the end of the day

 

VERSE

Chasing that almighty dollar just making it

Spending all my money just making it

Journey of a thousand miles now, just to pay to play the game

 

 

CHORUS

See it’s harder than the iron sides

To cut through

Stone you from above if you rise now

Jumping from the view and

And falling is all that I can do

 

BRIDGE

It’s not too late, another shot again, chase the light that’s within

Bring on the fight, when I left home, bring back the kingdom, bring back the nights I spent alone

 

VERSE

Calling a ceasefire I’m making it

So I can make my peace just making it

Hurried like a freedom fighter now, ready for more peaceful days

 

CHORUS

Cause it harder leave petty pride go, (at the door)

To break through

Stone you from above if you rise, I can nearly tell the truth

More than once I been a-caught in the snares

Run off a cliff (to fly) I dare

Falling is all I can do

 

 

 

 

4. Firewater

VERSE

I’ve come to understand it’s just your slight of hand, that makes me feel, a little bigger than I am

 

I’ve come to understand it’s just your slight of hand, that makes me feel, a little bigger than I am

 

CHORUS

It’s just me, and that old firewater

It’s just me, and that old firewater

Won’t you be, won’t you be the death of me

 

VERSE

I guess I just need someone, to come and cheer me up oh will that someone, might as well be you

 

I guess I just need someone, for to come and cheer me up oh will that someone, might as well be you

 

CHORUS

It’s just me, and that old firewater

It’s just me, and that old firewater

Won’t you be, won’t you be the death of me

 

BRIDGE

I light myself in flames I know

And there’s somewhere I got to go

And I’m all misunderstood

 

CHORUS

It’s just me, and that old firewater

It’s just me, and that old firewater

Won’t you be, won’t you be the death of me

It’s just me

I thin my blood tell you what (all around what) I know

It’s just me

Leaving that truth and that lie

Its just me

I gotta could live till I sure ‘nuff dead

It’s just me, won’t you be the death of me

 

 

5. For Awhile

FOR A WHILE

 

VERSE

Well my old friend it’s been some time

Since you and me, running parallel for awhile

Saw me crying in the woods after trials 

Picked me up and we drove a couple miles

 

PRE-CHORUS

To the edge, to the edge

You take me down south

 

VERSE

Down that path, into the blue

Down that road you without no shoes

You roamed free I went rank and file

We both knew we were running out of time

 

PRE-CHORUS

Till the end, till the end,

 

CHORUS

Feels good to walk with you tonight

Feels good to walk with that second site

Let the same words out your mouth

You know you take me down south

 

VERSE

I contend, you run counter-clockwise

Against the grain, against advice, against the tide

They all said how you and me were magnetized

Here again, feeling young and volatile

 

PRE-CHORUS

To the edge, to the edge

 

SOLO

 

CHORUS

Feels good to walk with you my friend

Feels good to walk with you gin-again

Up the road we started this walkabout

Ah you know you take me down south

 

 

 

6. Dogbone

VERSE

Well I woke again this morning, with malice in my heart

Trying to make my way back from Glacier National Park

At least I know, at least I know, everything I know

 

Creeping round the RV park and the campground too

Last thing I remember howling in the woods for a rendezvous

At least I know, at least I know, everything I know

 

CHORUS

Cheyenne here my friends ain’t great

But I can show you the place to get paid

You’d be better off digging that dogbone

 

Switching off the TV station but I ain’t found my destination, until I hit my tombstone way down low

 

VERSE

No more riding bareback and floating on inner tubes

With a teenage mom she sang a song about those baby blues

At least I know, at least I know, everything I know

 

CHORUS

Cheyenne here my friends ain’t great

But I can show you the place to get laid

You can bet you’d be better off digging that dog bone

 

Switching off the TV set but I ain’t found my destination yet, until I hit my tombstone way down low

 

BRIDGE

Got two jacks and a snake-eye calls, I’m shifting back and forth around across every horse and stall I know

My impression ain’t all that impressive, I heard the worlds round, but I’m second guessing for now

Cause I guess but I just don’t know

I guess but I just don’t know

 

CHORUS
Cheyanne here my friends aint great

But they’ll show you how to catch a fade
You’d be better off digging that dogbone

 

Cause one  (and) plus one, it ain’t no changing, spend my time with these old mangy, muts that want to take me way down low

 

7. Away from the Devil 

 

VERSE

Knocked the dust off of satan’s boots

And it’s time to let you loose

Fore you wrap around that noose

 

See I got the mountain in my veins

hardscrabble to maintain

And you see I’m running lame

 

But I’ll be the last one in this round

Fore my face hits solid ground

If I do you’ll let me down (’ll let me down)

 

CHORUS

Wake up early and I know you’ll be gone

Away from the devil away from the dawn, away from the devil, away from the dawn

 

VERSE

Trying to right this sinking ship, you were running off at the lips, just shooting from the from the hip

 

Left your hassle by the (my sweetheart) river banks, outta kneel down and give thanks

Walking crooked on my two shanks

 

CHORUS

So wake up early just to get a head start

Away from the devil away from the dark

Away from the devil away from …

 

SOLO

 

Razor wired my picket fence, when did I become so dense

When did life become so immense

 

You’re a silent slippery snake, trusting no man, we’re trusting fate, (and plotting an escape)

And tried to drown me in the lake

 

CHORUS

Wake up early in the dim and the dark

Wake up early just to get a head start

Away from the devil away from the heart

Away from the devil away from the heart

Oh meet me

I said me

Away …

 

 

 

 

8. Front Page News

 

VERSE

You know she’s got a friend

Seven blocks down

Said it wasn’t lies

With the daylight breaking down

 

CHORUS

She hit me with some front-page news

She hit me with a heart attack

She put a bullet in me

Until it went right through

 

VERSE

She had tried to come clean

She said you know what I mean

I ended up down

By the airport nearly drowned

 

(Was just rolling home from work

Was in good nuff shape to drive

Dig those fingernails

Concrete under my feet

Was standing in the street  (Always that bad)

 

CHORUS
She hit me with the heartbreak blues

She hit me with a heart attack

She put a bullet in me

Till it went right through, till it went right through

 

 

BRIDGE

I was absent when the deal was done

Standing there, two legs in the street

Yeah just dig in those fingernails

 

 

VERSE

Says she got a friend

Seven blocks down

Yeah I was just rolling home from work

Been going on for awhile

(No reason for denial)

 

CHORUS

She hit me with some front page news

She hit me with a heart attack

She put a bullet in me

Until it went right through

 

CHORUS

She hit me with some front page news

She hit me with a heart attack

She put a bullet in me

Until it went right through

 

OUTRO

I was raised in the city

I was raised in the city

I was hoping not to see you there

I was hoping not to see you there

See you there

See you there

 

 9. Special Meds

 

VERSE

On the planet biding (wasting?) my time

Got some medicine on my mind

Don’t you know I’m hurting

All the way down

 

You know I gotta a snakebite situation

Get the venom an extrication

Don’t you know I’m hurting

And I don’t know why now

 

 PRE-CHORUS

Been absent for awhile

 

VERSE

So just take me to the institution

Help me with the brain pollution

Help me with the burning

Questions inside out

 

Got me level just teetering there

Feeling no urge to laugh or care

Know the doctors were lying

But I don’t know why

 

 

PRE-CHORUS

Been absent for awhile

Hate, to think, that I’m to blame

 

CHORUS

Push me on; I’m hanging off

Got the right chemicals in my blood, to keep me all lost

 

Go headlong, into the fog

Everybody’s telling me how I’m supposed, to get along

 

 

VERSE

Lighten up on the ECT

Ask myself what’s wrong with me

Tell me that I’m waning all the way down

 

Got sidetracked, remedy haze

Raise one to kinder days

Don’t you know I’m hurting all the way down

Don’t know if I’m coming

Or going mad now

 

 

 

PRE-CHORUS

I been absent for awhile

I hate to think that I’m insane, insane

 

CHORUS

Push me on; I’m hanging off

With the right chemicals in my blood, to keep me all lost

 

Go headlong, into the fog

Everybody’s telling me how I’m supposed, to get along

 

 

VERSE OUTRO

If you see me walking back home

Pull off to the side

Cause I ain’t getting too far so

Give me a ride

 

 

10. Into the Wall

 

VERSE

Spent most of my life

Feeling like a preacher’s son

Who got busted with a loaded gun

And salted it all away

 

Most days, seems like I’m skinning my knee

While people sit and watch it bleed

And somebody fixed the game

 

PRE

And everything falls apart

The steeples I’ve built will fall

Don’t mind looking not so smart

 

CHORUS

Gonna run it right into the wall

Gonna run it right into the wall

Gonna run it right into the wall

 

VERSE

Red eyes, sleeping at a minimum

Working steady on a zero sum 

Of dead-end opportunity

 

Brick walls, no mention of any windfalls

Tired of that beckon call

what everyone wants from me

 

PRE

Stumbling from the start

Run away before I have to crawl

Don’t wanna even cross my heart

 

CHORUS

Gonna run it right into the wall

Gonna run it right into the wall

Gonna run it right into the wall

 

BRIDGE

Some might say

I went estranged

The weight, lost my free range, slowly died

 

 

PRE

When everything comes apart

The towers I’ve built will fall

I don’t mind not being too smart

 

CHORUS

Gonna run it right into the wall

Gonna run it right into the wall

Gonna run it right into the wall

 

No one needs to go this far

Call it what you will but I’m still just running away

 

No one needs to push this hard

Call it what you will but I’m still just running away

 

 

 

11. Set the Sun

 

VERSE

Oh it sets on everyone, you know I can name a few

But you don’t really got to worry bout that sister, everyone’s knows you’re true blue

 

On and on you kept on running, just like when you debuted, oh

But you know those hearts in spades and quiet pangs his letters were overdue

 

CHORUS
It echos in my heart

Da da da da da 2x

Didn’t mean to strike a chord

Since once you supposed to be entwined

Just set the sun, set the sun, Set the sun

 

VERSE

Yeah he sure did a number on you, wrote you poems amongst the howling dogs

Took the easy way, another in his arms to lay but oh did you have a clue

 

On and on you keep on running, and you take the long view 
But you know you’re gonna be golden sister, you’ll get exactly what’s been long past due

 

CHORUS

Da da da da da 2x -- Echoes in my heart

Didn’t mean to strike a chord

Only once you supposed to intertwine

So set the sun, set the sun, set the sun, set the sun

 

  

VERSE

On and on, you keep on running, and to think your plans fell through now,

I supposed you always could make a spectacle about it, he’ll get whats coming too (and that could just be the death of you)

 

So you set that sun, so you set that sun,