Monday Playlist week of 6/12/2023

Ethiopia  
Words & music: Pravinand Maharaj (Johnny Minstrel)

Your fear has overcome you
And faith is just a matter of doing what you really doubt
Your strength has slowly left you
And everything you lost are the only things you cared about

Your dreams in shattered jars of clay now
Scattered all across the world and everybody knows
You scream through another day now
But all you hear are echoes of yourself the valley throws

Chorus
So far you couldn’t remember Eden
So down the road you don’t know who you are
So close to the post of the one left scourged and bleeding
On the desert road back to Ethiopia

The light is slowly fading
Edges of the darkness are creeping on your soul
Your queen back home is waiting
Waiting for the gift that can’t be bought or sold

Chorus
A sound and your heart it freezes
Till a voice tells you be not afraid
Just be strong
There’s a man and he’s sent by Jesus
As your fears disappear
You ask him what took so long

Chorus




Ethiopia

Track 7 from the album 'Malevolent Energy.'

Full album:
https://outstation.bandcamp.com/album/malevolent-energy

Malevolent Energy

Sailing On The Seas Of Fate

Rich Man Lyrics

This one is called Rich Man. In our last song, the poor man was trying to get by with limited funds. In this one, our hero is just enjoying life with whatever he can. He's happy just living life.

Lyrics;
I walk in old shoes
Drive on old wheels
Don't have much money
But that's not how I feel
Cause I'm a rich man

I do what I need
And that's getting me by
Got two feet on the ground
And my Head in the sky

I travel lightly
Not much to my name
But I've got all I need
Just the same
I'm a rich man

Wherever I'm at
Is where I want to be
And I'm living my life
Like this world's made for me
I'm a rich man

I have my friends
And my family
They're all the best people
And they're rich just like me


I've traveled the highways
In sunshine and rain
Slept in a boxcar
Of many a train
I've loved and lost
And I still feel the pain
But life is for living
And I can't complain

I don't need a thing
To prove my success
Nobody out there
I need to impress
But I'm a rich man

I do what I need
And that gets me by
Two feet on the ground
My head in the sky

I might walk in old shoes
and drive on old wheels
Not much money
But that's not how I feel
Cause I'm a rich man

I'm a rich man
a rich man
a rich man ...

Rich Man

And now for something completely different, Nat & I finally dare to delve into some areas we have always loved but didn’t jump into along the way. Classic folk and country seems at our roots and hard to deny as we’ve created our own sound with Daniels & Durgy. But As we yearn to express our vast musical interests we endeavored to find some way to create something that brought our diverse influences into being. So we took one of my simple folksy concepts and Nat’s production talents for building an infectious mid-eastern dancehall tapestry. We crafted something that paints the dreamy fantasy of a hot afternoon, taking the dreamer away to far off sandscapes and soaring sounds. This was a blast to create and opens a door we’ll not let close. We hope you will also enjoy it, come fly with us...
Written, Performed and Produced by: Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy
Nat Daniels: keyboards, vocals and production
Craig Durgy: acoustic guitar and vocals
Copyright 2022 Daniels & Durgy * Gentle Rain Records
Lyrics:

Sunshine, my idling mind
Where no one goes
Winds warm, images form, as
My eyelids close

The blazing sands scatter wide
As I can see
Come fly with me

I glide, this carpet I ride
The desert calls
The drone, of drums softly moan
From ancient walls

These wings, these magical strings
Lead sand to sea
And rescue me....come go with me

Idling Mind

Halfway Between Here and New Orleans ©
Original - Riff Beach ( RiffWerx - 2016, Revised 2022 )
Lady Luck…..
Well, she left me out in Reno
Just one more throw
Before the red-eye home
You know I just wanna’ hop a streetcar
Or, maybe, take a shiny limousine
I’m so tired of being crammed into airplanes
That kinda’ travel just leaves me feeling mean
(Chorus)
Well, there’s sure something in living sunrise to sunset…..
But, I’m not sure exactly what it means?
And, just some thoughts on my way back to you
Halfway - between here - and New Orleans
Remember that time down on Decatur
Or, when we first met on Magazine?
We knew that sooner - or - later
We’d end up halfway between here….
…..and New Orleans
And somewhere over the Mighty Mississippi
You know you’re right there in all my dreams
All the time we’ll spend together
Halfway between Here…. and ….. New Orleans

Sunny Beaches

Halfway Between Here And New Orleans ©

Halfway Between Here And New Orleans (Live) ©

I have allways loved this song. there are many versions of it but this is my take on it ,I hope ypo guys like it ,,,

01 - Jerry Baker - Reubins Train

Some songs are just meant to be.  In the earliest days of this song's creation, I came to a juncture that was make or break.  Stepping back, giving it some distance, molding it a bit more, it became a keeper, and one that was well received in its first posting over two years ago.  Debbie added her magic a year ago and its reception and audience grew even more.  Now Bix has added his superb vocal talent to take the song to even greater heights.  Have a listen and fly with us as the angels bear us up on their wings.  Hear more of Bix's great songs @user-432405235-236877019
and Debra Buesking's superb piano @debra_buesking

FLY (HE WILL LIFT YOU UP)
Music: David Dunham/Debra Buesking
Lyrics: Bix Bixler
Aaaah….fly with me
Let the angels
Bear you up
To meet Him
When He comes

Hear the angels
Hear them singing
God’s celestial song

He will lift you up
To rise with Him
On high
And drink His cup
Of love….

We’ll fly……
To meet Him
In the air
And sing
The angel’s song

We’ll fly……
To meet Him
In the air
And sing
The angel’s song

Let the angels
Bear you up
To meet Him
When He comes

Hear the angels
Hear them singing
God’s celestial song

He will lift you up
To rise with Him
On high
And drink His cup
Of love…..

We’ll fly……
To meet Him
In the air
And sing
The angel’s song

We’ll fly……
To meet Him
In the air
And sing
The angel’s song

Let the angels
Bear you up
To meet Him
When He comes

Hear the angels
Hear them singing
God’s celestial song…

FLY (Bix, Debbie Buesking, David Dunham)

For Bruce and those similarly afflicted with the awful brain disease of dementia.

I used to live the life
I used to have a ball
I was the man,you don't mess with me
I used to have it all

Now the fog's descending
I don't see so clearly no more
I know my time is ending
But this is such a hard way to go

Memories are all we are
All we ever own
Mine are taken away from me
Everything is gone

Fading day by day
So hard to predict
This is one fight I'm never gonna win
The fabric is unpicked

Now the fog's descending
I don't see so clearly no more
I know my time is ending
But this is such a hard way to go

I used to live the life
I used to have a ball
I was the man,you don't mess with me
I used to have it all

Die So Hard

Still of the Night

Written by Carole King and recorded by Everly Brothers in 1962.  Reached # 6 on billboard.  What great music these guys created. So many hits that linger in my mind.  Just enjoying doing this one.

Crying In The Rain  (Cover of Everly Brothers)

La Vie d'Artiste

C’était l’automne dix-neuf cent quatre-vingt-dix-sept
ont s’est rencontrés au CEGEP
toi ton trip c’était les sciences politiques
le mien les arts plastiques.
Je passais mon temps à te dessiner
je rêvais un jour peut-être t’aimer
ton chanteur préféré c’était Félix Leclerc
chanson préférée “Un Gars Ben Ordinaire.”
on s’en foutait pas mal du système
passait notre temps à écrire des poèmes
je t’ai donné les clés de mon appartement
j’ai dis “viens faire un tour n’importe quand”
et avec le temps tu es venue
c’était pour moé du déjà vu.

Non - non - non - I know - I know
c’est pas drôle - la vie
la vie d’artiste - la vie d’artiste
c’est pas drôle - la vie 
la vie d’artiste.

Et si jamais tu veux me trouver
t’auras pas beaucoup de difficulté
au coin St-Viateur pi boulevard St-Laurent
mémoire de ton corps rechauffe mon sang.
Je prends la 55 jusqu’à Jean-Talon
sort mon transfert de mes pantalons
je continue jusqu’à Park Avenue
tu sais Suzanne chu en train de chanter les blues.
J’arrive à shop et je punch ma carte
tu sais par bout trouve ça pas mal platte
chu là pi chu parti ben ailleurs
j’apprends les poèmes de Nelligan par coeur
et de temps en temps pour me changer les idées
je vais voir les danseuses à gougounnes danser.

Non - non - non - I know - I know
c’est pas drôle - la vie
la vie d’artiste - la vie d’artiste
c’est pas drôle - la vie 
la vie d’artiste.


La Vie d'Artiste

Many thanks to my friend Bob Warner for all the work on this track. He sure put the petal to the metal on this one.  

Hot  Rod's And Good Times (Lyrics by Tony - Featuring Bob Warner) Original

A song about a very fast little girl...
As always, thank you for listening!
Lyrics:
Well, I'd seen her coming
Yea, she came down the hill running
Little girl so fast 
It was quite a thrill
to see the little girl come flying down the hill
Mama couldn’t catch her
Oh no, no she tried
Went to reach out and grab her
Little girl just went flying on by
Family dog couldn’t catch her
No. he was nipping at her heels
Yea, she just looked back and smiled 
Took off like she had wheels
Her daddy said oh yea, she’s always been a runner
Since the time she was two
Her Momma and me didn’t know what to do 
When she went down the hill running like this

Hey, I'd seen her coming
Yea, she came down the hill running
The little girl so fast 
It was quite a thrill
to see the little girl come running down the hill
Yeah…she’s fast
So fast!

Down The Hill Running

As always such a great pleasure to work with Chuck Aaron on another great song selection. Such a good Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard song Reasons To Quit many thanks Chuck, hope Y'all enjoy!!!

Reasons To Quit - Chuck Aaron And Michael Duffy

Written by Josh McAlexander
Produced and Performed by Josh McAlexander

Watching over me

Watching Over Me (Original)

Johnny Come Back Home

NO LONGER SUPERMAN

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers:  All instruments, arrangement, production and final mix.

Artwork by Blue Lemon Studios (www.bluelemonstudios.com)

The 30th. May is World MS Day (#MyInvisibleMS) 

My wife Joanne has always told me that I’m her superman – possibly my own fault for wearing my underpants on the outside, but then I’m nothing if not a slave to fashion- so it was a real shock when, a number of years ago, I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis.

At the time, only Jo and myself knew, and I managed to explain away any walking and balance problems as the effects of past football injuries, something which only worked until it became blindingly obvious to everyone that something more serious was amiss. 

Recent years have brought some fairly dramatic physical changes.  Walking requires a walking frame, my arms and hands aren’t as nimble as they once were, but maybe the worst effect is something called Trigeminal Neuralgia (a facial nerve problem), which at it’s worst is, not to put too fine a point on it, bloody agony.

There’s good and bad days though and, on the good ones, I can still play my guitar and write the odd song, so the situation could be appreciably worse.  Having the best wife and the best kids in the world makes all the difference and, even with my glasses on, they still tell me I’m their Superman.  All things considered, I’ll take that…   (Terry Reeves)

 
Hans is a Superman himself, eventually producing 4 brilliant versions of this song, which made choosing just one to include here a nigh-on impossible task.  If you want to make your own judgment on that, we’ve posted an EP of all of them, plus Tel’s original demo, on Bandcamp.  If you’d like a free copy, just follow this link, (https://crippleclub.bandcamp.com/releases), enter £0.00 in the payment box and Bob’s your uncle - just a small way of saying thanks to all for all your support over the years.  Thanks so much for listening.   (Gary Reeves)

Lyrics:
I used to be your Superman 
I was the man who solved it all
Someone found some kryptonite
And hid it in the wall

The strength has left the body
The brain has lost its blade
I can no longer take off my glasses
To complete the masquerade

I have no plan
To send a telegram.              
Fight Jackie Chan
Or Jean - Claude Van Damme       
There's no diagram
To help Joanne
I know who l am
No longer Superman

You said I had the strength of many
And the look of Georgie Best
I was as funny as Tony Hancock
But now I have MS on my vest

I try to keep on flying
I respond with every cell
But the telephone box is much too small
To take my walking frame as well

I have no plan
To send a telegram 
Fight Jackie Chan
Or Jean-Claude Van Damme
There’s no diagram 
To help Joanne
I know who I am
No longer Superman 

I blame it on Lex Luther
I even rang Alexander Graham Bell
No one else seems to have a theory
That explains this dilution spell

Before I lose my full control
I want the world to know
The bulging muscles I used to have
No longer come and go

I have no plan
To send a telegram.              
Fight Jackie Chan
Or Jean - Claude Van Damme
There's no diagram
To help Joanne
I know who l am
No longer Superman...................................................

NO LONGER SUPERMAN by Cripple Club and Hans Albers (Please See Description)

Based on a few lines written in a delerium

Dear Doctor, Thank you for the pills that counteract the pills,
that counteract those pills that make me want to vomit on your floor.
I don't even know  just exactly what all these pills are for.

Angelina, mistress of the pricks, I love your acupuncture and your oriental tricks,
I've been longing for you since my boat went down.
If you pay me in sugar I will be your clown.

Holy Mary, Mother of the Gods, I've broken all my promises, beaten all the odds,
But my hands are cold and my mind is numb.
You promised me the world but all I got was crumbs.

Dearest Rachel, I see that you've been blessed by the songs of love and longing,
by the beauty of your flesh, I hear a distant bell, I hear a funereal song,
That sweet and easy feeling that I used to have is gone.

I'm falling backwards, trying to reach the start of the long and lonely journey to the centre of my heart,
if I seem lost sometimes, give me another dose.
I'm a thousand miles from nowhere but I think I'm getting close.

Mona Lisa, diva in the clouds, there's a tear in every marriage, a fool in every crowd,
You were invisible when I tried to break through.
Now I got that sinking feeling that I'm invisible too.

Dearest Doctor, I've heard that it's been said that for sixty quid an hour you could rearrange my head,
but do you really think that you could ever heal
these wounds that I've been nursing or the thoughts that make them real.

My Dearest Doctor. Steve Killingbeck

No one can Challenge Sir Pauls voice but love the song. A tribute to my idols . These days I record mostly originals but found this in my library and thought I'd share .

And I Love Her (The Beatles) COPY

MIDNIGHT HOUR
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 1988/2015/2020 AB Music

MIDNIGHT HOUR, YOU SAY THERE'S NO LAW
IN THIS HOUR, YOU GO ALONE

CHANGING YOUR NAME, IT'S NOT REALY YOU
AND IN THIS HOUR, YOU'LL MAKE, YOU'LL PAY
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
AND NOW YOU ARE TORN

THE KIDS ARE ALL SHOUTING, PLAYGROUNDS A SONG
CATCHING THE COLDNESS, I'M ALL ALONE

MIDNIGHT HOUR, YOU'RE UNDER THE LAW
IT'S IN THIS HOUR, YOU ARE ALONE
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
AND NOW YOU ARE TORN
(break)
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE

Another  World

MIDNIGHT HOUR

Love country, folk, rock, gospel, blues and 60's style rock/pop music. I also post a Monday Playlist each week. My main page is Tony's Lyrics https://soundcloud.com/tonyslyrics

Monday Playlist week of 6/12/2023

Country/Folk/Rock/Blues/Gospel - Monday Playlist