Acoustic cover of one of my all time favorite singer/songwriters' "All Over Me".  Thank you Mark Curry for writing such a moody tune.


All Over Me (Mark Curry cover)

Thoughts swirling in my my mind about the person I was in the past versus the person I am now.  The swirling thoughts soon formed into chords and lyrics.  This demo was recorded in two tracks...no retakes.  
It is not perfect in form or technique.  But I do feel it is perfect in that it captured my feelings at that very moment.  To do a retake would have watered down the mood.

The Changing

Lately, I've been thinking
Thinking about nothing
The nothing I've been
Not a very good husband
But I've been thinking about changing

The things that I've seen
Not really your scene
So fucking obscene
Some places I've been
But I've been thinking about changing

You know I didn't mean to 
I really didn't want to be the way that I am

You were 19
I was 17
You had me believing
I was some kind of prince charming
Maybe I had a little charm
But I was no prince
More like a toad
waiting for kiss

And I've been thinking about this lately
And I love that you've changed me
'cause you know I didn't mean to
I really didn't want to be that way that I was

I've been graying
Picked up some old sayings
But I will never stop changing
 the way I am 
But never who I am
And I will never stop changing

'cause you know I didn't mean to
and I really didn't want to
and this is the last time
until the next time
I'll be the way that I am.

The Changing

An endless blue pool of mystery calls to me, telling me time for me is running out. To prove to me I can be master of all that's me, I send home my crew and I hoist up my doubts.
And if my ship starts sinking, I won't stand there thinking, "what might I have changed, and what more could I have done?' And the pool keeps calling me on.
It's not just the sharks that frighten me these days , nor the strength of the tide, nor the size of the waves. It's this vastness, enormity, fear of conformity, and losing the winds that keep pushing me on.
And if my ship starts sinking, I won't stand there thinking, "what might I have changed, and what more could I have done?' And the pool keeps calling me on.
Oooooo
6 years, months, and days I've been riding these waves, but I can't put my past in its watery grave. 
I'll not soon forget the things that I regret. And forgiven myself? Well I'm not quite there yet.
And if my ship starts sinking, I won't stand there thinking, "what might I have changed, and what more could I have done?' And the pool keeps calling me on. And the pool keeps calling me...

Endless Blue Pool - Demo

Narcissistic Affliction was written as a satirical look at the sheer amount of time that I (and many other musicians from my era) would spend in front of the mirror before hitting the stage.

Written and recorded sometime around 2007ish.  My former band mates and I gathered and made/recorded music for the right reason...because we wanted to.
Written by Billy Claxton
Guitars/keys - Chad Coggin
Bass - Robbie Howell
Drums - Robbie Weeks
Vocals - Billy Claxton

Narcissistic Affliction

6 days, 6 months, 6 years - arbitrary lengths of time used to count times of anguish, denial, and ultimately healing.  It has been approximately 6 years since I finished writing and recording this song, but the lessons remain close to my heart as if it has been only 6 days.  
If I live to be 100, I'll write another verse about 6 decades.

~Billy Claxton
July 2, 2012

I'd rather be here, peaceful with beer, reminiscing our time as friends
than reading your screwed up, lopsided philosophies, and opinions that don't seem to end. 
Speaking of ends, we both must begin, time apart a divorce so to speak.
A time where I smile, once in while, when I see your face on my screen.

Yes it's time you and me know that we had our time, ain't no doubt about it.
Step away, remember us fondly, maybe we'll meet again, but I sincerely doubt it.

Write if you must, but know I don't trust that your letters don't come with a need. 
to lie to me, say to me, every day you pray for me, and then ask me for money to eat.
You think that you'd learned you'd already burned the bridge that was built with my trust. 
that's what I expect, with a loss of respect, of a frienship now covered in rust.

Yes it's time, you and me, know that we had our fun, I remember even if you don't.
Step away, and remember us fondly, give me a call sometime, but I sincerely hope that you don't. 
Yes it's timewe go our parted ways, remember us fondly, sincerely yours.

Billy Claxton

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