“No Hole In My Head” by She Drew the Gun – A Song Review

     Here’s an appropriate song if you enjoy fusion of the 1960’s Folk resurgence with 21^st century musical sensibilities, particularly if you respect the messaging behind today’s International Women’s Day. She Drew the Gun put their spin on “No Hole In My Head,” a song written by Malvina Reynolds in 1965. Reynolds was a Folk singer/songwriter and political activist from San Francisco. She passed in 1978.

     The lyrics to “No Hole In My Head” are included in this post. Yes, I’m a woman; but hey, a woman’s head is not full of nothin’.

     “No Hole In My Head” will be on the album “Memories Of Another Future,” which is scheduled for release on March 17 on Skeleton Key Records. She Drew the Gun is comprised of Louisa Roach (vocals, lead guitar), Jack Turner (bass), Siân Monaghan (drums) and Jenni Kickhefer (keys). They are based in the UK, but will attend SXSW next week. 

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     The video “Thank You” states an appreciation of female singers who paved the way to the current musical environment. “Life would have been more lame without you.” Malvina REynolds is shown at 0:18.

Lyrics of “No Hole In My Head” by She Drew the Gun

Everybody thinks my head's full of nothin’

Try to put their special stuff in

Fill the space with candy wrappers

Keep out sex and revolution

But there's no hole in my head

Too bad

Call me a dupe of this and the other

Call me a puppet on a string, well

They don't know my head's full of me, and

I got my own special thing

And there's no hole in my head

Too bad

I have lived since early childhood

Figuring out what's going on

And I know what hurts, I know what's easy

And know when to stand and when to run

And there's no hole in my head

Too bad

So, please stop shouting in my ear

There's something I’m trying to listen to

There's a kind of birdsong up somewhere

Feet walking where I want to run

There's no hole in my head

Too bad

Everybody thinks my head's full of nothin’

Try to put his special stuff in

Fill the space with candy wrappers

Keep out sex and revolution

But there's no hole in my head

Too bad

There’s no hole in my head

Too bad

There’s no hole in my head

Too bad