The debutsingle from the extremely hot, extremely talented, extremely humble artist currently known as Fasaden.

Det Jag Vill Ha

Live from Johnny Brenda's in Philly! 
Hosted by Dayne Jordan
Tribute Set in 3 Parts. 
1. Beat & Batches
2. More Known 
3. Dilla Inspired

DJ Jazzy Jeff/Doing it for DILLA!

Cover/Remake of No Lookin' Back (Kenny Loggins' Version)

Vocals: Tommy Reeve
Guitars: Vlado Grizelj
Bass: Igor Kljujic
Mix/Mastering: Sebastian Gampl

Lyrics:

VERS I

I'm fadin' out of sight
My wheels are the only sound
Runnin' at the speed of light
And I can't slow down now
Out on an open road
Racin' to beat the night
No matter where I'm goin'
I guess I'll get there alright
So why don't I understand
What's trippin' me up?
Well, it oughta be a simple thing

CHORUS

I can't hold on and I can't return
It's time to let go and start to live and learn

VERS II

I took a one-way flight
Too high to see the ground
Now I know how long it takes
A heart to come down
Alone on the highway now
Takin' it mile by mile
I'd rather be a lonely man
Than an imprisoned child
So why do I feel the strain
Keeps trippin' me up?
Will it ever be a simple thing?

CHORUS

I can't hold on and I can't return
Rivers will run and bridges will burn
And I can't say just how
There's no lookin' back now

BRIDGE

When everything fades away
And there's nothing left
Then you got to keep rememberin'

CHORUS

I can't slow down and I can't return
It's time to let go and start to live and learn

VERS III

So why don't I understand, yeah
What's trippin' me up?
Well, it oughta be a simple thing

CHORUS

I can't hold on and I can't return
Rivers will run and bridges will burn
I can't say just how
There's no lookin' back now
I won't slow down and I can't return
As night turns to dawn the bridges will burn
I can't say just how
There's no lookin' back now
I can't hold on and I can't return
It's time to let go and start to live and learn
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Kenny Loggins, Michael McDonald, Ed Sanford 1985

No Lookin' Back

No Lookin' Back (feat. Tommy Reeve)

Rather than pray, I choose to play. And play music is a way I know to express my voice.
I hope this will help, if only so slightly, in lightening the heavy burden that's been recently cast on our lives.

I dedicate this hour of French, nonchalant music to those who's life was taken because they chose to play, rather than pray. 
In Paris, but also elsewhere around the world, they remind us how high is the value of freedom of choice, at the cost of their lives.

Plutôt que de prier, je choisis de jouer, et jouer de la musique est une maniere d'exprimer ma voix. 
J'espère que cela aidera à alléger un tant soit peu ce nouveau fardeau qui entrave nos vies.

Je dédie cette heure de musique, insouciante et française, a ceux dont la vie a été prise parce qu'ils avaient choisi de jouer plutôt que de prier. 
A Paris, mais aussi ailleurs dans le monde, Ils nous rappellent à quel point la liberté de choix est chère. Un prix qu'ils ont payé de leurs vies.


I pLay For Paris

Falling

Woo-hah, Reggae Woman

A trashy recording of me playing along to "Across 100th Street" by Bobby Womack in my rehearsal space. I do not own the rights to the music. This was simply uploaded for fun.

Falling

Dalnert