Troubadour77

Troubadour 77, aka T77, is boldly leading the charge and taking fans back to the Rock n’ Roll, California Country and Singer-Songwriter roots of the 1970s. The band is the brainchild of Grammy award-winning singer-songwriters, Anna Wilson (Piano) and Monty Powell (Electric Guitar). Not unlike the Buckingham-Nicks alliance, Wilson and Powell have been married for 16 years, making music together as artists, songwriters and producers in Nashville. Collectively they have written a dozen #1 songs and countless album cuts that appear on over 70 million records and have co-produced unique special projects together that pay tribute to The Eagles, Billy Joel and the Countrypolitan era of music. In a strange twist of fate, the band hails from Salt Lake City where Wilson & Powell are joined by bandmates, Austin and Kassie Weyand and Nathan Chappell. Make room on you playlist. for Troubadour 77... "New Music with a Classic Sound."
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Troubadour77Wednesday, August 16th, 2017 at 7:49am

Come on out to #Snowbasin this Sunday to see us in concert at Blues Brews & BBQ with Robert Randolph & The Family Band - T77 goes on at 3pm!

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Troubadour77Tuesday, August 15th, 2017 at 8:44am

I have been trying to find words that fit the the current situation in #Charlottesville. After several revisions I realized that the words of this song are everything I still want to say today, yesterday and tomorrow. I wrote this song last year and it applies. The words of this song are my bullets. I choose to fight back by calling out all those associated with evil and shooting them with a message of peace, love, acceptance and understanding that will far outlast their evil deeds.

So to all white supremacists, neo Nazis, Haters...when you read these words...be warned, surrender and #PutYourHandsUp To all the victims...you are not alone. ANNA WILSON - Troubadour 77

I GOT A GUN

Too many people on the run
Runnin' from somethin'
But runnin' to nothin'

Too many heartbeats in the trade
You carry the blame
And I'm just a shot away

Cause I got a gun
The kind that'll make you bleed
Wielding words that will concede your guilt in light of evil deeds
Yeah I got a gun
And you better count your rounds
Cause you can't outlast my sound when I open fire
I got a gun

You’re just a slave trapped in your freedom
And your deeds’ll die, just like yesterday's news
Oh but I, sing a song that lasts forever
I’ve crafted a crime, loaded with holy truth

Cause I got a gun
Giving everyone the right
To bear arms of love and peace
And pledge allegiance to the dream
Of killing the plight
For every time it's black and white and blue
You'll hear my sonic boom across the wire
Yeah I got a gun

Surrender…Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
You’re silent moment, it has passed us
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
For every woman, child and man
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
You shot first but I’ll shoot last
Put your hands up
Put your hands up

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