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Bloodrock was an American hard rock band, based in Fort Worth, Texas, that had considerable success in the 1970s, and was one of the earliest of a number of significant bands to emerge from the Fort Worth club and music scene during the early to mid 1970s and on into the new century.
Bloodrock initially formed in Fort Worth in 1963, under the name The Naturals. This first lineup featured Jim Rutledge (b. January 24, 1947) – drums/vocals, Nick Taylor (b. October 29, 1946 - d. March 10, 2010) – guitar/vocals, Ed Grundy (b. March 10, 1948) – bass/vocals, and Dean Parks – guitar. They released their first single in 1965 “Hey Girl” b/w “I Want You”(Rebel MME 1003). Shortly thereafter they changed their name to Crowd + 1 and released three more singles: “Mary Ann Regrets” b/w "Whatcha Tryin’ to Do to Me"(BOX 6604), "Don’t Hold Back" b/w "Try," and "Circles" b/w “Most Peculiar Things.”
In 1967 Parks left Crowd +1 to become the musical director for the Sonny & Cher Show (the beginning of a long career as a session musician). He was replaced by Lee Pickens (b. December 8, 194?) – guitar. It was also at this time that Stevie Hill (b. Tulsa, OK) – keyboards/vocals joined the group. They continued as Crowd + 1 until 1969 when they changed their name to Bloodrock. They also recorded their first album, the Terry Knight produced, Bloodrock (ST-435). The album peaked at 160 on the Billboard 200 chart in 1970.
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Well my nose is long and my temper's short
And I want to know everything
People like lead boots are holdin' me down
And I'll drown if it ever rains
Well I ain't lyin' there's good folks dyin'
And everybody's got a way
C'mon people think about this
Is this the way you wanna be
Well I can think of a dozen or more
Ways of catastrophe
Friends, beggars, hookers, thieves
Anything you wanna see
They all come down on the Kool-Aid Kids
Gonna try and steal their dimes
Common people don't make no sense
Whoa it's such a crime
Picture their faces smiling
Each in their places
counting on their toes
Secret ambition trying
Wide open spaces
You're invited, too
Well my nose is long and my temper's short
And I want to know everything
People like lead boots are holdin' me down
And I'll drown if it ever rains
Well I ain't lyin' there's good folks dyin'
And everybody's got a way
C'mon people think about this
Is this the way you wanna be
Well I can think of a dozen or more
Ways of catastrophe
Friends, beggars, hookers, thieves
Anything you wanna see
They all come down on the Kool-Aid Kids
Gonna try and steal their dimes
Common people don't make no sense