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Take one part bohemian and one part brass knuckles, stir in some wanderlust, simmer at 100° in Texas weather for 20 something years. Remove from heat and let chill. Serve Bekah Kelso with a folk-hop twist, relax and enjoy.

The warrior-wanderer from San Antonio began her full-time music career in 2008 when she packed up her car, sold everything that wouldn’t fit, and hit the road with a guitar and a dream. The countless miles since then have proved a source of endless inspiration for her inquisitive and introspective nature. Her music is a reflection of the unconventional path she prefers.

She’s played for crowds at festivals, patrons at bars and coffee shops, and 
– her favorite – intimate gatherings at house concerts. Her DIY tours have taken her to international stages and all over the United States.

2013 was a fabulous year for the gypsy-spirit chanteuse, who took home "Best Singer/Songwriter" and "Best Song" in the fan-choice San Antonio Music Awards, as well "Solo Artist of the Year" and "Album of the Year" in the "Best Local Music of 2013, Music Editor's Edition - San Antonio Current.". In the year that was her best yet, Kelso attained a huge spike in media love and new fans for her quirky, alt-pop style. She is determined to see the new year even brighter.

Though she hasn’t given up her wayfaring ways, Bekah settled back in San Antonio and plans to make Texas her oyster, performing closer to home while she spends time with her newest and favorite playmate – her son Kaius. She rejoices daily in this tiny muse.


Bekah Kelso - "Hour Glass"
Written by Bekah Kelso. 
Copyright © 2016. All rights reserved - Brass Knuckled Bohemian Music
Recorded and mixed by Damian Rodriguez at Zinc Media in San Antonio, TX
Vocals/guitar/djembe/percussion - Bekah Kelso
Bass/guitar - Damian Rodriguez
Mother calling, voice of the river
Stardust child stand and deliver her charge
They're making it hard to hear
One descendent, future ancestor 
Stack the decks, the debts your successor will pay
Measure it all in tears
Oooh, hourglass 
one grain slips away
Did you give or hide away 
Oooh, while it lasts
one more breath to take
song to give, chance to make
it right
Crawling toward the light
Always late we're chasing white rabbits
Feast of fortunes, fame and bad habits
Delay the consequence
Slow return of what we have taken
Sleepy eyes, the people awaken 
to make the recompense
Oooh, hourglass 
one grain slips away
did you give or hide away
Oooh, while it lasts
one more breath to take
song to give, chance to make
it right
Crawling toward the light
When the seas wash the shores away
Feel it
See the woods leveled in a day
Feel it
Hear the howl slowly fadeaway
Heal it
Oooh, hourglass 
one grain slips away
did you give or hide away
Oooh, while it lasts
one more breath to take
song to give, chance to make
it right
Crawling toward the light

BEKAH KELSO