Bed Head

Bed Head is a one-man-band consisting of, Ashen Pennington. Ashen has been on record saying that this little snippet of a book that he never finished writing is the perfect display of what goes through his head as he is writing songs.

"Chapter 1 - Music in the Breeze, Stark Autumn Scent

Debbie:

Darris was at least smart about not getting caught, but still His numbers were half Hers at this point. Either way she was here now, and as her mother used to say, “ain’t no turkey trottin’ back! I swear to fucking god I hate turkeys, and their smug, stupid gobblers!” These words danced in Debbie’s mind, they made her feel… safe. Well maybe not. Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she couldn’t think of a single reason to hate a turkey. Then she thought some more, then she forgot how to think about what she was just thinking about at all.

Solemn, one foot, then the next, a gross crack following strained steps. In the middle of a landfill of cartilage and viscera, she skates over the rink of the dead. Overcast clears and soon a rhythm begins to play in her head, maybe she heard it in the city, in some old dive bar, or perhaps it is the whispered chanting of those below. Whatever the sound, she isn’t questioning it. One foot, then the next she dances across the court. The trees, sparse in the clearing, are marble pillars, the low hanging branches, palisades both having only the purpose of adding to the spectacle of Her tenacious performance."