Viewfinder Records in association with "Cash" McCanley productions is pleased to announce the debut album from The Shootist.

 A polychromatic swirl of Steve McQueen, Oscar Wilde, Captain Beefheart, Neil Young, Barry White, Woody Allen and Hank Mudbone, The Shootist conjures a joyful blend of sparkling hopelessness wrapped around the impotent dream that high school never happened; a fond remembrance of a warm hollow embrace from say, an unwelcome relative.

"We’re all crying but can't afford our tears, we're all dying but can't afford our years" –
The Shootist 2008

Twelve songs, ten reasons to commit:

1 The Shootist (like most things) does not matter.
2 The Shootist will not be coming to a town near you.
3 The Shootist accepts that "loyalty" is nothing more than the reciprocal "use" of others.
4 The Shootist believes that a life worth living allows for an "acceptable" pursuit of pleasure.
5 The Shootist like most abandoned babies, is most comfortable uncomfortable.
6 The Shootist does not want to be your friend.
7 The Shootist is and was, invisible.
8 The Shootist believes that the concept of "Love" is nothing more than a tool of manipulation         
created to satiate "need".
9 The Shootist loves you.
10 The Shootist has no children.

The Shootist, a historical retrospective:

The Early Days

The son of a future suicide and professional motorcycle racer, (his mother wished to not be mentioned) The Shootist was born under the sand in a basement flat into the Baja California community of Bahia de Los Angeles. Having had sufficient years chasing tin cans and wild dogs into the desert, the young Shootist decided to build his own motorcycle from spare parts strewn over the beaches and dumps of Baja. Riding directly north through the desert, he was forced to interact with human creatures from every layer, street urchin to suit, and deduced through the careful analysis of these confrontations that all people are exactly the same - shivering bug eyed and scared, calloused and needy, clamoring for your attention in special multi-colored clothing.

Shootist Music Was Born

Pawnshops and liquor stores were patronized as The Shootist wrote and recorded 12 songs in his shag carpet lined habitat, playing all the instruments (and dazzling the neighborhood transients).

1 Hy
2 Po-Mona
3 The Ghetto Chicken
4 Waiting to be Killed
5 The Visiting Hour
6 Downtown
7 'Til the Stars Burn Out
8 Fa la la (My Girlfriend)
9 Hurtling Towards Death
10 All the Summers Gone
11 Me Versus You
12 The Party Won't End

When he listened to what he had done, he was pleased.

The Deal

There was no bidding war. Viewfinder Record's "Cash" McCanley happened past the casa de Shootist one evening and heard the strains of true misanthropic joy, a pathological blend of decadence and innocence, the sound of a little boy wandering off. A knock on the garage and a shifty handshake later, the deal was done; enjoy!