Produced, Composed and Arranged by Sullivan and Ruizzoidman https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo
Guitars, Piano, Bass: Ruizzoidman
Lyrics: Darren Sullivan (Ruizzoidman translator)
Vocals: Sullivan and Ruizzoidman

Lyrics:
Hey, I was hoping all day, anyway you want, I was green, I’m sorry, for being, this way

Sneaking around, blessed ground, once it was, for me. 
pleasure of the world, blessed ground , I shall walk with thee

"Esperaba todo el día para ser como quieres. Tenía celos. Lo siento por ser así."

Hey, I was hoping all day, anyway you want, I was green , I’m sorry, for being, this way

On the radar , bristling down coming around
Maybe later, bubbling boil toil and trouble
Porous crater, simmering now melting crown
Making pay dirt, exploding sound erupting ground.

Bring in the floating bills
Bring in the frozen lock
Bring in the callous frills
Bring in the broken clock
Bring the jury and judge
Bring in the final gasp
Bring in the resentful grudge
Bring in the ghosts from the past

Sneaking, around, blessed ground, once it was for me.
pleasure of the world, blessed ground , I shall walk with thee 

"Esperaba todo el día para ser como quieres. Tenía celos. Lo siento por ser así."

Hey, I was hoping all day, anyway you want, I was green , I’m sorry, for being, this way

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Witches's Brew

Witches' Brew (with RUIZZOIDMAN)

This is a love song to my family. This is the second track off of my new album due out Summer Solstice June 20th, 2021. 

Garden's full of love Water Can but the dirt won't grow
Never had the patience forever and relations to show
Frozen cracked ground like the marble slab kept in tow
Never had a seeder sever but the green won't grow
But the sky's so high
Towers over you
Byzantine so Byzantine so blue
Never had a reason, never had a reason to grow
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows
Never had a reason, never had a reason to grow
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows
Never had a reason, never had a reason to grow
Counting all the reasons seasons come and go
Creating all the reasons dreaming of the undertow
Growing up strong with a richness of its own
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows
Maybe you're the reason, the reason my garden grows

The Garden Song

Just had reconstructive knee surgery and have had some time rehabilitating to practice my piano and vocal work. Thanks for listening.

Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence open up your eyes
Dear Prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence won't you open up your eyes?
Look around round
Look around round round
Look around
Dear Prudence let me see you smile
Dear Prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile?
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won't you come out to play

Dear Prudence (Beatles Cover)

I've always been deeply moved by this song. I saw Neil Young play this on piano in Eugene Oregon 1999. 

Aurora borealis
The icy sky at night
Paddles cut the water
In a long and hurried flight
From the white man
to the fields of green
And the homeland
we've never seen.

They killed us in our tepee
And they cut our women down
They might have left some babies
Cryin' on the ground
But the firesticks
and the wagons come
And the night falls
on the setting sun.

They massacred the buffalo
Kitty corner from the bank
The taxis run across my feet
And my eyes have turned to blanks
In my little box
at the top of the stairs
With my Indian rug
and a pipe to share.

I wish a was a trapper
I would give thousand pelts
To sleep with Pocahontas
And find out how she felt
In the mornin'
on the fields of green
In the homeland
we've never seen.

And maybe Marlon Brando
Will be there by the fire
We'll sit and talk of Hollywood
And the good things there for hire
And the Astrodome
and the first tepee
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Pocahontas.

Pocahontas (Neil Young Cover)

Charlie Watts was one classy drummer. 

Hey let him follow you down
Way underground wind and he's bound
Bound to follow you down
Just a dead beat right off the street
Bound to follow you down
Well the ballrooms and smelly bordellos
And dressing rooms filled with parasites
On stage the band has got problems
They're a bag of nerves on first nights
He ain't tied down to no home town
Yeah, and he thought he was wreckless
You think he's bad, he thinks you're mad
Yeah, and the guitar player gets restless
And his coat is torn and frayed
It's seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Let it steal your heart away
Let it steal your heart away
And his coat is torn and frayed
It's seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Let it steal your heart away
Joe's got a cough, sounds kind a rough
Yeah, and the codeine to fix it
Doctor prescribes, drug store supplies
Who's gonna help him to kick it
And his coat is torn and frayed
It's seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Let it steal your heart away
Let it steal your heart away
And his coat is torn and frayed
It's seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Just as long as the guitar plays
Just as long as the guitar plays
Just as long as the guitar plays

Torn and Frayed (Rolling Stones Cover)

Opening track to my most recent album "Cautious Walking" As always thanks for your support.

Check out the Halloween video I made to this song from old Disney animation. 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uFw7SFepWIQ

Lyrics:
Cruising down the alley way, escaping from the town
Brushing off the cob webs and heading westward bound

Before the attraction of constant interaction
Desperation leads you
To margin all rations
Remembering to cash in
The 39 lashes
The 39 lashes

They placed you on the ground, and cursed at the crown
Had patience for the multitude and all that they had found. 
There really was no option, time to fold the cards down
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star. 
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star …..yeahhh

She parked to the side of the road
And took the call inside
Pressed a random text that knew the call -    had been cut short. 
Maybe it was time before and time before that
Maybe it had ran its course like a useless old map             …… 
Stopped from the running for/ got so tired and so sore
Manning up the Manchild
Manning up the Manchild
Stopped from the running for/ got so tired and so sore
Manning up the Manchild
Manning up the Manchild 

Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star. 
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far

Cautious Walking

Manning Up the Manchild

This is the title track off of my newest album of work. You can click this link and it will take you to a landing page for the album 
https://push.fm/fl/cq8njiru
Also here is a video to the track:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tMlBUw2h53k
Hope everyone has a kick ass New Year full of hope joy and peace.

Why are you leaving so soon
Haven’t you had a good time too?
So why did-you -refuse?

Heading down- the wrong way trail
Given up the smokes to the garbage pail
That hammered- in the last nail

Breathing out like we do
You’d think we’d care- more about you
admiring the way you grew

Everybody calls when they’re having trouble
Venus flytrap/stuck in molasses
Cautious walking
Cautious walking

Peeking around the corner in fear
Morning dew like a mourning tear
Cautious walking
Cautious Walking

Never been down to the sacred ground
Gearing up now for the weight in pounds
Of souls and cheers
Of souls and cheers
Holding  hands with you 
My lovely dear
My lovely dear

We were   bothering the rain gods
Born alive in sprouting pods
Posing in a wedding gown
Remembering our small town
Basil was up and growing
Toddlers were nurturing
And taking in and learning
 Like a vacuous sponge
Like a waterspout of love

Of souls and cheers
Of souls and cheers
Holding hands with you 
My lovely dear
My lovely dear

Anything more than what you can give?
Could have been more but you just can't share
Could have been more but you just can't feel but sad.

12/24/21

Lyrics:
Floating down, through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now
But in the space between the heavens
And the corner of some foreign field
I had a dream
I had a dream
Goodbye Max, goodbye Ma
After the service, when you're walking slowly to the car
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air
You hear the tolling bell and touch the silk in your lapel
And as the teardrops rise to meet the comfort of the band
You take her frail hand
And hold on to the dream
A place to stay, enough to eat
Somewhere, old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears
And what's more, no one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no one kills the children anymore
No one kills the children anymore
Night after night, going 'round and 'round my brain
His dream is driving me insane
In the corner of some foreign field
The gunner sleeps tonight
What's done is done
We cannot just write off his final scene
Take heed of the dream
Take heed

The Gunner's Dream (Pink Floyd Cover)

Excited to go see Dead and Co. play this weekend. This song has some of the most beautiful lyrics. It's about the American Beatnik (Merry Prankster) Neil Cassidy. He served as the model for the character Dean Moriarty in Jack Kerouac's  1957 version of "On the Road" 
.
Lyrics:
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream
I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream
Ah child of countless trees
Ah child of boundless seas
What you are, and what you're meant to be
Speaks his name, though you were born to me
Born to me
Cassidy
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
Come wash the nighttime clean
Come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn, and tap the tambourine
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me
Cassidy
Quick beats in an icy heart
Catch colt draws a coffin cart
There he goes and now here she starts
Hear her cry
Flight of the seabirds
Scattered like lost words
Wield to the storm and fly
Fare thee well now
Let your life proceed by it's own design
Nothing to tell now
Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine
Fare thee well now
Let your life proceed by it's own design
Nothing to tell now
Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine
Fare thee well now
Let your life proceed by it's own design
Nothing to tell now
Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine
I'm done with mine
Flight of the seabirds
Scattered like lost words
Wield to the storm and fly
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Robert Weir / John Barlow

1981

Cassidy (Barlow and Weir)

This song is the opening track from my new album with the Littoral Drift.  Josh Peters https://soundcloud.com/jdylanp was gracious enough to sit in and play on these tracks. His drumming is unique, stylish, and passionate. He brings a lot of flavor to every song on this new album. During recording, I gave him little direction and told him I wanted him to feel total freedom to explore the tune and the vibe. It inspires his playing. We mixed the album together and decided to call the new band The Littoral Drift. The Littoral drift, or longshore sediment transport, is the term used for the longshore transport of sediments (mainly sand), along the upper shoreface due to the action of breaking and longshore currents. 

Check out the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9T1rLpQw-tQ

Lyrics:
Born with a nanny and a silver spoon
No complaints no complaints
Broken down wifi can’t get no display
Plain and mundane just plain and mundane

Rolling the dice and feeling the spice
Credited for your glee 
Byzantine pleasure couches of leather
Sprinkled Freud into their sleep
Blameless faceless can’t tell the difference
They all look the same to me
Kaleidoscope of colors forming on the mother
Dark heart formed repressively
Down in the dumps could have been a contender
Blame the mob and learn the lesson
 jingles and  jangles of  holiday pretenders
Blindness to the seedy oppression
It doesn’t affect me so I don’t care

So many out there just fighting for their share. 

Just like animals we rip and we tear
Floating and bobbing hoping it ends
Nothing gets wasted in the nature of things
Recycled promises hang from the wing

Too many trampled just trying to see
Sitting pretty from the perch in their tree
Pulling for the ringer   tribal thought lingers
 avarice raises its middle finger.

Blameless faceless can’t tell the difference
They all look the same to me
Kaleidoscope of colors forming on the mother
Dark heart formed repressively
Down in the dumps could have been a contender
Blame the mob and learn the lesson
 jingles and  jangles of  holiday pretenders
Blindness to the seedy oppression
It doesn’t affect me so I don’t care
So many out there just fighting for their share.

The Littoral Drift

The Nature of Things

Produced by Jimmy Nik https://soundcloud.com/james-l-more
Josh Dylan Peters on Drums  https://soundcloud.com/jdylanp 
Jimmy Nik on bass, lead guitar, vocals 
Darren Sullivan on rhythm guitar, lead vocals and songwriter.

This is the 10th track off the new Littoral Drift Album streaming now. Go check it out when you have a chance.

Check out the video:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ET0FDjSks2M
Lyrics:

Hey little lamb won’t you come to stay
Watch out for the rugged men today
They’ve come to try and change your way
Won’t you see the light before too late
Stay on the honest path please don’t you stray
Honest I raised you I say

Love your smile
All the while
Wherever  
You are found
Remember me freely when you need me even when I’m underground

I love you more than money could corrupt
Don’t worry I’m safe on the sand
I took what we had tired and bankrupt
Straight and narrow to the promised land
The sun’s setting now and I must go attend
To the little lambs the best I can

Underground

I wrote this song during the pandemic during lock down. I'm glad I do not feel this way anymore; however, you'll never know the good times if you don't have some bad. I really appreciated what Jessica Lloyd recently wrote about this song. You can check her review out with the attached link. Thanks for listening. 

"I loved the beat on “Dream #50” I’m not entirely sure if it was manipulated guitar or synths but everything here has a symbiotic relationship. It sounded like one moving organism. The vocals are again quite catchy and haunting."

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Dream #50

Dream # 50

Opening track on my new album with The Littoral Drift. New 14 track album due for release this Friday June 16th, 2023. 

Guitar vocals and bass: Darren Sullivan
Drums: Josh Dylan Peters https://soundcloud.com/jdylanp

Lyrics:
Won’t you leave the light on
Never could spy on
Drawn on a lake like with 
A charcoal crayon

Old men rely on 
Days of bygone
Memories traced
to the war in Saigon

Never gonna raise him
Better you forgave him
Shaving with a razor 
From the Barber’s favor

Maybe you could save him
If you forgave him
Betting on red but it’s looking pretty grim

Callin on Eliza
You know she relies on
Petty little gossip
From the corner store

A shoulder to cry on
Simping for the line on
Better get it straight if you’re wanting more. 
Wanting More 

Knowing Eliza
does despise him
Holding her hand when the sun has set

He listens real good
But she thinks he’s a fool
Believing that this is all he’ll get

She’s staying in the friend zone
She’s lovin Lorenzo
Never gonna have that special glow
She’s staying in the friend zone
She’s lovin Lorenzo
Never gonna have that special glow


Won’t you leave the light on
Never could spy on
Drawn on a lake like with 
A charcoal crayon

Old men rely on 
Days of bygone
Memories traced
to the war in Saigon

Never gonna raise him
Better you forgave him
Shaving with a razor 
From the Barber’s favor

Maybe you could save him
If you forgave him
Betting on red but it’s looking pretty grim

Callin on Eliza
You know she relies on
Petty little gossip
From the corner store

A shoulder to cry on
Simping for the line on
Better get it straight if you’re wanting more. 
Wanting More 
 
Callin on Eliza
You know she relies on
Petty little gossip
From the corner store

A shoulder to cry on
Simping for the line on
Better get it straight if you’re wanting more. 
 

Knowing Eliza
does despise him
Holding her hand when the sun has set

He listens real good
But she thinks he’s a fool
Believing that this is all he’ll get

She’s staying in the friend zone
She’s lovin Lorenzo
She’s staying in the friend zone
She’s lovin Lorenzo

Verdure

ELiza

Eliza (EXCLUSIVE SOUNDCLOUD EARLY RELEASE!!!!!)

This song is about my grandfather's recitation of a traditional joke when he would pass a cemetery, he would say, "People are dying to get in there," and how this joke has transcended three generations of my family, with my own kids now reciting the joke. They have added, "....and the wait is killing them." Either way, the song is about how we live on after we die through the loved ones we leave behind. 
The lyrics on the recording are different than these lyrics posted. After I recorded this song, I returned to these lyrics and made changes so I could recite it as poetry. I added more imagery. I so appreciate the musicians and artists who support my work and only hope we can all continue to stay inspired and grow through our art. 



No Discord
Darren Sullivan: Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Tamborine
Josh Dylan Peters: Drums 

Lyrics:
They were thrown to the thieves
Into the sleeves with stolen cheese
Breaking into the floor lookin for more
With a gun at the door

And the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
Asking the questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past cemeteries –“Hey, Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds -winter was coming - better a blanket on bed

Living on the lake in the breeze
Got the balance that you need
Challenged by that week on the ledge
You made a pledge from behind the shed.

I was one of those guys that never complained 
When the couch got stained
But I felt the blame
So I learned to get tame 
On a verdurous plane

But the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
They ask questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past cemeteries, “Hey, Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds winter was coming better a blanket on bed

When we arrived we were met with their swords
We made peace through our music with no discord

We said that we don’t care
We don’t care when the snare hits the bear

Oh my god you threw it out!
Poison left to share
 Oh my god you gave up stout?
Better stop your stare
Best alive with blooded ties
Given up the cynical cares

And the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
Asking the questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past overgrown, familiar cemeteries “Hey Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds -winter was coming- better a blanket on bed

No Discord

Produced by James Nicholson https://soundcloud.com/james-l-more

Holes In The Wall (produced by Jimmy Nik https://soundcloud.com/james-l-more)

Sing Me Back Home by Merle Haggard

The Kids Are Alright  By The Who

Morose Techno

Written by Jimmy Nik (https://soundcloud.com/james-l-more) and Darren Sullivan

Born in hell to hang
As the toll bells rang
But I can't live without you
That's all I had to say when you went on your way
Sober on an Autumn day
Worrying about what might come may
You better hurry up don't you wait
The longer you make me wait the longer you're tempting fate
But I can't live without you
The longer you make me wait the longer you're tempting fate
But I can't live without you. 

Born in hell to hang
As the toll bells rang
But I can't live without you
Driving in my car we'd never get too far
Making you laugh I was master at the class
The longer you make me wait the longer you're tempting fate
But I can't live without you

That's all I had to say when you went on your way
Sober on an autumn day
Worrying about what might come may
You better hurry up don't you wait. 
The longer you make me wait the longer you're tempting fate
But I can't live without you
No I can't

Can't Live Without You (written and produced with Jimmy Nik https://soundcloud.com/james-l-more)

Whether you think the weather will turn, blankets of snow through fires that burn
 On slow….
Trial was set but you just couldn't see, the lawyer's charge and their passionate pleas
Oh no.  .  .
You could not fathom the loss, from a casual toss, ruminating glance through a broken down fence. Counting money in your head as you went to bed with the sleepless nights
You were planning out fights, for the rest of your life, with denial and strife from your unstable wife, 
I see you turning about
I see you turning about. I see you coming about. I see you tacking at sea, I see you leaning towards me. 
You were the grinning side of loss, a room that's been tossed, isolated thoughts of the finance costs. They could not see it in you, the love that you knew, deep in yourself, hid inside your shelf. Commanding your way to ridicule their say and to give a way to the moral decay, that you felt was all them, not part of you, but a mystery of them, so you could blame the men, and the women who cried turned off by the lie like a television fly, a miraculous soup full of alphabets and fruit, on the Kamikaze side of a political ties, like the trailers of muck that have run out of luck. And the skies fell open and you smiled at the hopin of seeing it through with a friend or two, and you changed your view from the scabs and decay to a more healthy way. 
Everyone knows you're turning about/ you're coming about.

Turning About

Riding on a wave
Holding onto save
Lost her at the rave
Leaving me to crave

Sun was on the rise
Missing in the light
Ghosts were all right
And the Ravens in flight

Baby in her arms
Kept  it in the barn
Weaving wool yarn
From sheep on farms
And the old men  sigh as she passes them by
remembering courting in the sky

I never would've known
If you never had thrown that very first stone
On the commoner road
As the horses brayed 
All of the bandits slayed
The wealthiest traveler in mists of gray
They turned me all around made horrible sounds
And caught me on a very bad day
Playing my cards against the sharks deuces wild 
In a comeback game. 

Stay in the boat
Get rid of your coat
Weighs you down in the moat
Won't help you float
It'll keep you broke
Begging to be let go

Stay in the boat
That keeps us all sailing

Sailing into a Sea of Stars (Free download)

Never was there brazen ever more craven
Having to give up and go.

Building like a mason travesty wasted
the curtain raised for the show

Having and asking another is masking
power abused to grow.

Hopeful, a diner by himself a boozer on the shelf.

Dilute, imprisoned systematically, forever old and caustically.

Never can you listen as rain water glistens
Hoping for an execution stay.

Having people lined up and thrown in the trash heap 
of life as if any old day.

Making mistakes but reforming their way as they list ‘felon’ on a resume’

Hey no one! Locked away; 18 years to rot, racist jury swayed.

Hey no one! We’re still here; hope outwilled our carcinogenic fear.

Never was their brazen ever more craven
Having to give up and go.

Building like a mason travesty wasted
the curtain raised for the show

Having and asking another is masking
power abused to grow.

Maybe it’s a willingness to recognize the hideous for seeds of justice to sow
   
Insane by the game of feeling the shame judged by a jury of peers

Prison guard punches doesn’t give reason doesn’t understand his way.

Hoping for umbrellas while rain falls harder as one more you have to save.


What is the calling to get us all roaring a travesty of justice on display

Rain of Justice

Lyrics and Vocals https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia
Music and back up vocals: Darren Sullivan

UNIVERSAL LOVE

LOVE ISN'T ONLY FOR ONE
ISN'T ONLY SENTIMENTAL
LOVE CAN BE FAMILIAL
FRIENDLY, UNIVERSAL...

LOVE IS A GIFT FROM ABOVE
LOVE IS A FEEL DEEP WITHIN
LOVE I ADORE
LOVE IS THE SCORE...

Peace and Joy and friends in love... 
Increase the chance of the Morning Dove. ( Darren Sullivan)

LET's COME THE DOVE...LET's COME THE DOVE...

LOVE IS THE FIRST LAW
LOVE YOUR BROTHERS & SISTERS
LOVE YOUR NEIRGHBOURGs AS YOURSELVES
LOVE IS UNIVERSAL...
UNIVERSAL LOVE...UNIVERSAL LOVE ...
UNIVERSAL LOVE WILL BRING PEACE
WILL BRING JOY...

Peace and Joy and friends in love...

LET's COME THE DOVE...LET's COME THE DOVE...

IF LOVE WILL BE IN EVERYMAN HEART
THERE WILL BE PEACE ,JOY & EQUAL RIGHTS

MY SOUNDS UTOPIC 
BUT COULD BE REALISTIC
(LOVE COULD CONQUER ALL) 
LOVE COULD SAVE THE EARTH
& MAKE THE WORLD BETTER...

UNIVERSAL LOVE by Special Cecilia & Darren Sullivan

Song By David Bowie

I was walking through the counters of a national concern
And a cash machine was spitting by my shoulder

And I saw the multitude of faces, honest, rich and clean
As the merchandise exchanged and money roared
And a woman hot with worry slyly slipped a tin of stewing steak
Into the paper bag at her side
And her face was white with fear in case her actions were observed
So she closed her eyes to keep her conscience blind

Crying
God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
God may look the other way today

God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
God may look the other way today

Then she moved toward the exit clutching tightly at her paper bag
Perspiration trickled down her forehead
And her heart it leapt inside her as the hand laid on her shoulder
She was led away bewildered and amazed
And a crowd of honest people rushed to help a tired old lady
Who had fainted to the whirling 
wooden floor

Crying
"God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
Surely God won't look
the other way

God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
Surely God won't look
the other way"

God Knows I'm Good (David Bowie)

This is the opening track off That Old Time Americana Vol 2. It's a cover of a tune by the band Ween that hails out of New Hope, Pennsylvania. They recorded it much slower, but I was searching for a more western sound. I recommend listening to their version which lists on their album entitled The Mollusk.

Cold blows the wind over my true love
Cold blows the drops of rain
I never had but one true love
And in Camville he was slain
I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may
I'll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve month and one day
But when twelve months were come and gone
This young man he arose
What makes you weep down by my grave
I can't take my repose
One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips, one kiss is all I crave
One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips and return back to your grave
My lips they are as cold as my clay
My breath is heavy and strong
If thou was to kiss my lily white lips
Thy days would not be long
Oh don't you remember the garden grove where we used to walk
Pluck the finest flower of them all, twill wither to a stalk
Go fetch me a nun from the dungeon deep
And water from a stone
And white milk from a maiden's breast,
That babe ere never known
Go dig me a grave both long, wide and deep as quickly as you may
I'll lie down in it and take one sleep for twelve month and one day
Cold blows the wind over my true love
Cold blows the drops of rain
I never had but one true love
And in Camville he was slain
I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may
I'll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve month and one day

Cold Blows the Wind (Ween Cover)

I've been a longtime admirer of Janine Levinson's work on Soundcloud https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson. I thought immediately thought that this song would be a fine fit for us to do together. I had only heard it randomly played on Spotify about three weeks ago, but really dug the bittersweet cynicism of the lyrics and the fine melody to boot. Janine's vocal work on this is incredible. She was such an awesome person to work with and get to know.

Lyrics:
you think I'll run not walk to you
why would I want to talk to you?
I want you crawling back to me, 
down on your knees yeah
like an appendectomy
sans anesthesia 

you think you can leave the past behind
you must be out of your mind
you think you can simply press rewind
you must be out of your mind, son
you must be out of your mind. 

you want what you turned off, turned on
you called it sunset, now it's dawn
you can't go 'round just saying stuff
because it's pretty
and I no longer drink enough
to think you're witty

you think you can leave the past behind
you must be out of your mind
you think you can simply press rewind
you must be out of your mind, son
you must be out of your mind. 

you want to kindle that old flame
I don't remember your real name
it must be something scandalous, 
lurks in your shallows
if you needed santa claus 
to buy your gallows 

you think you can leave the past behind
you must be out of your mind
you think you can simply press rewind
you must be out of your mind, son
you must be out of your mind. 

you must be out of your mind, son
you must be out of your mind.

You Must Be Out of Your Mind (Magnetic Fields Cover)with Janine Levinson

Always loved this tune so much. I struggle with reaching some of the keys that Wilson and Pierce hit, but I am having a lot of fun. My cousin used to blast this song when I was a kid. 

HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! The devil's in my car.
Ho, devil's in my car, whoa please
PLEASE! Leave me alone!

We're really tearin' tar.
We're goin' 90 miles an hour.
Ho! He's drivin' me crazy.
He's drivin' me to Hell now.

He's pointing his pitchfork at me.
He's in the front seat of my car!
He's taking over!
Oo, he ripped my upholstry.
He's at the wheel,
HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! He's drivin' too far.

(scream!) Ooooooh!

Whoooa!

I can't lock the door,
I can't put on my safety belt.
There's nothing for me to do but yell HELP!
Devil's in my car!
I'm goin' to Hell in my old Chevrolet,
I don't know which way.
Oh, HELP! Devil's in my car!
Yeah, yeah. He's gone too far.
I won't see ya tomorrow.
I won't see ya anymore.
He's got his cloven hoof on the clutch.
Oh! Ow! I'm sitting on his tail.

Oh-Ohh, I don't wanna go to Hell.
(I don't wanna go to the devil.)
He's in my car, in my car, in my car.

Ohhhh-waaaaahhh!

The radio gives me static,
there's nothing on my CB.
Oh, HELP! the devil's in my car.
Oh, he's in my car. He's in my car.
The devil's in my car.
We're turning off the road.
Oh! Where ya taking me devil?
Oh! He's grinning door to door.
He's got his cloven hoof on the clutch.
HELP ME!
Oh, I don't wanna go to Hell.
(I don't wanna go to the devil.)
He's in my car.

Freeway to Hell.
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Right through the tollbooth)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Right through the guardrail)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Across the median)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Would you slow down?)
We're burning up the road.

I've got the devil juice in my CARburater!
I've got the devil in my cigarette lighter.
I don't need no battery (I got the devil in my car).
In my car. In my car-oh!
In my car
In my car
In my car
In my car
In my car

Devil in My Car (B-52s)

This is the opening track of my newest release "Channel to Change" due out in the middle of January on music platforms. As always, thanks for your support. 

Lyrics
Decent wage it never rang, rings around your head
Wisdom glossed and lustful drops left holding up the bed
Rings and magic for little Rosey
Pockets full of Posies

All fall down
All fall down

Always tried to make the contact
Reflected in the mirrors of days
Dancing graceless in the vein
Shameless in its game
 While the scores for more
And tempted taste texted me in a haze.
More than that a mysterious cat
Came by to stake its claim

All fall down
All fall down

Down to this I knew it would be
sedated in a trance
Nestled soft like mama’s milk and tender 
With a glance
 Side step problems
And their Goblins
To laugh it up at the dance. 
 Measured thought and pillow talk
Makes room for romance.  

Reveler of Days
Reveler of Days 

Decent wage it never rang, rings around your head
Wisdom glossed and lustful drops left holding up the bed
Rings and magic for little Rosey
Pockets full of Posies
Rings and magic for little Rosey
Pockets full of Posies

All fall down
All fall sown

All Fall Down

The title of this song makes reference to the first woman ever executed for witchcraft in Sweden late 1500s.

video to song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__yRXLYsZyI

Lyrics
You never knew it
You never saw it
You never conjured spells

They were entranced in
All the voices
That carried on your love

But tempted by the
 fear and worship
You cast a wide eyed stare
Over the minions
And their wanting
But gave away your share

Lasses Birgitta


Everybody’s waiting waiting waiting
Trying to shake the flakes
 Everybody’s fighting lying loving
Trying to trap the snakes
Holding up your head today
Helping out the other side
Maybe you got taken taken taken
taken for a ride
Maybe you got taken taken taken
taken for a ride 
Maybe you got taken taken taken
taken for a ride


And the con men
 looks for a rube
 and names him aa a    friend
And the friend
 looks for an enemy
 To help them find a fool. 
And the fool begs
 for forgiveness
From being treated so cruel
For forgiveness for forgiveness 
It is the golden rule
For forgiveness for forgiveness 
It is the golden rule
For forgiveness for forgiveness 
It is the golden rule
  
Lasses Birgitta

Lasses Birgitta

Just saw this band March 25th, 2023 and they were amazing!!!!!

Late at night gazing out into the late at night
I see deep in the world 'til I open my eyes
Every day brakes screech outside my window
Those crashing cars never seem to collide
Sometimes when I'm staring out my window
Catch the stars and watch as they go by
I've been getting messages from outer space
They spiral like a finger in the sky
It blows my mind
Every day I'm drawn to my window
I can hear it if I open my eyes
Sometimes flashing lights seem so familiar
I know I've seen them circling me at night
I've been sending signals into outer space
They spiral like a finger in the sky
It blows my mind
Every day the restlessness takes over me
I can see it as I'm closing my eyes
I've been sending signals into outer space
They spiral like a finger in the sky
Sometimes when I'm staring out my window
Catch the stars and watch as they go by
I've been getting messages from outer space
They spiral like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky

Deeper Into Movies (Yo La Tengo cover)

New album released called "Verdure" with the Littoral Drift.
https://push.fm/fl/phbi4oat
Check it out when you can. A real band with lots of different sounds.
 
In the meantime...
CHECK IT OUT!  "The Littoral Drift"  
On All Streaming Platforms. Here's a landing page:
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Thanks for the kindness and support.

Darren Sullivan

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