Tim Easton “Alaskan Bars Part 1” Video Premiere!


(video directed by Mick Leonardi)

Track five from Tim Easton’s most recent album (“AMERICAN

FORK”) is called “ALASKAN BARS PART 1.” It blasts out of the

gate with a slide riff performed by Easton on a $100 dollar Kay

acoustic guitar run through a Fender tube amp. A drunken bar

band ruckus ensues as Easton sings us the tail of an unfortunate

Alaskan Bar fly making his way geographically and spiritually

South from the Fairbanks area all the way to Halibut Cove on the

Kenai Peninsula. “All those bars are real,” says Easton, “and the

characters you meet there are bound to alter your life and make

you want to write. I’ve been to Alaska every Summer for fifteen

years now, so I’ve seen some stuff, caught a lot of fish, and quite

a few buzzes too.”

Nashville videographer Mick Leonardi happened to have

captured the actual recording of the track on film, plus the

acoustic rehearsal that happened minutes before the recording,

and here it is presented for all to see exactly how the this

particular track, plus the entire American Fork album was actually

recorded, minus the “devil voice” that was added by Texas

songwriter Brian Wright after the basic tracks were cut.


in North America and AT THE HELM RECORDS in the U.K.



T. Easton, guitar, vocals. Jon Radford, drums. Michael Rinne,

bass. Robbie Crowell, organ. Brian Wright, devil voice. Mixed,

mastered, and produced by Patrick Damphier.


I got drunk at the Golden Eagle.

Started groping inappropriate people.

They tossed me out of that old place.

I had to wait five days just to show my face.

Made my way down to the Fairview Inn

where the band got paid in chicken skin.

I found a dog or the dog found me,

and we both woke up in the Fireweed.

Pulled in late to the old Brown Bear,

heard a song about a rocking chair.

The fish were in with a little rain

so I hitched on down the Turnagain.

The Seaview’s quiet on a Monday night,

but when the humpy’s run it feels just right.

The clouds rolled back and the river ran high.

Ran into a friend and we got very very high

(but that’s another song).

By the time we got to Kharacters,

we sang with a mighty thirst.

Future came and took my order,

and poured one round of Kassik’s Porter.

Rolled on down to the Salty Dog,

most definitely in a fog.

Wrote your name on a greenback dollar

and pinned it to a tourist’s collar.

Crossed the bay into Halibut Cove,

warmed ourselves by a magic stove.

If you want to take this same journey

don’t do it alone, please take me.

Boot’s in the slammer, Dirty’s on the lam.

Alaskan Bars Part I is over.

I might have missed a few but now I’m sober.

If you want part two then you’re invited

to grab a pen, sit down and write it.

Words and music by T. Easton

Campfire Propaganda Songs 2016/ASCAP

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