Walker Penn
rides again.
Although he doesn’t really care for the term, Walker is what a lot of folks might call “old-school”. He’s so “old-school” that he doesn’t even carry credit card debt (which is actually a moot point because no one would issue him a credit card anyway). He doesn’t do social media (mainly because he’s a bit anti-social). He can’t read music. In fact, he can barely read at all. In any event, you get the picture … Walker’s a misfit in these modern times. But don’t let that stop you from checking out his “music”. After listening to a couple of his songs, we’re sure you’ll understand why they always say the best part of any Walker Penn song is always its ending.
If you're wondering how you ended up here, you may want to concentrate a little more on how you're going to get out.
How'd Walker get here?
No one knows where Walker was born, but one thing is certain; his birth family must have cared deeply for him because they made sure he was house-broken and had his rabies shots before abandoning him in a nicely-padded picnic basket at a local firehouse. His early years were spent playing with the firehouse mascot, a Dalmation/Dashhund mongrel. Apparently, Walker imprinted on the dog. To this day, he gets quite excited whenever he sees a Holstein cow or a hot dog.
Symphony Sid
Walker's Manager/Fixer (and most recent parole officer)
“Never stand when you can sit. Never sit when you can lie down.”
– Winston Churchill
Tour Dates
recent ruckus
$2/peck or $7/bushel
Life's No Bowl of Cherries
- Recorded at Greehouse Mobile Studio
- Third Base Records, Cat. #55871
Now available in wax cylinder format!
Last Measure
- Recorded at Short Stop Studios
- Long Con Records, Cat. #17855
contact Walker
Walker doesn’t understand that his transmission is full of static; he thinks he’s coming in loud and clear. We think he’s loud and clearly deranged.
But do the poor guy a favor. Send him a message. Consider it your good deed for the day.
