Desperate Times
Old 97s · Hitchhike to Rhome [1994]
Last night I dreamt of you, Abbie Hoffman peddling your books,
I gave five bucks to you, the other kids just gave you dirty looks.
I said "I'm sorry it didn't work out quite the way you planned."
You said, "That's silly boy, the revolution is at hand."
And if you got a ten spot brother, I got a dime,
These are desperate, desperate times.
Last night I dreamt of you, Pepe Lopez strung out on a stage,
It don't even look like you, smiling like sawed-off twenty gauge.
I still remember the Telecaster down around your knees,
It's late November and I think I smell tequila on the breeze.
And if you got the Cuervo honey, I got the lime,
These are desperate, desperate times.
And if you got the shotgun honey, I got the crime,
These are desperate, desperate times.
Desperate Times
Desperate Times stands as a defining track on the Old 97s' 1994 debut album, Hitchhike to Rhome. Emerging from the Austin, Texas scene, the band helped pioneer the modern alt-country sound that blends traditional country instrumentation with the grit of rock and roll. This recording captures the group's early energy, featuring the driving rhythms and twangy guitars that would become their signature. As part of their foundational discography, the song reflects the band's ability to craft narratives about heartache and resilience without relying on clichés. Alongside other tracks from the era, it established the Old 97s as vital contributors to the genre, showcasing a raw, authentic voice that resonated with listeners seeking a departure from polished mainstream production. The track remains a testament to their enduring influence on American roots music.