The Road Agents are Bob Gemas and David Williams. Bob is an old punk rocker with an eclectic taste and wide knowledge of all sorts of music. He would find somewhat obscure songs songs that we would then do as a two piece. Bob plays rhythm guitar, sings lead vocal and adds any percussion you might hear. David plays lead guitar, bass fills and does backing vocals. In addition to the covers, there are a couple of Road Agent originals that Bob wrote. 


We played out with these and some of my tunes. Most of what is here is live with a mike hanging and two guys making music. A few of the songs, like this one, are more produced but still have that Road Agents sound.

I hope you enjoy it.

Dry River (Cover)

It's easy to manipulate a mind that's been corroded
Visual stimulation keeps the senses overladed
Everything is yours to take
Everything is yours to break
Nothing matters long as you get everything you want

When it's too good too be true
That's when they'll come for you
When it's too good too be true
Everybody knows 
It's a Trap!

Give your money to me
Open you hearts 
Open your wallets

One hundred percent of proceeds will go to me

It's A Trap!

Phantasmagoria in Two Tim Buckley cover

Don‘t Be A Stranger (oh dad)

Introduction in English

Many of them were persecuted, oppressed, tortured or even murdered. 
But many of them escaped their perpetrators and potential butchers and emerged even stronger from these struggles for survival. 
And especially at a time when the tyrannical powers are raising their heads again, when a repressive right-wing shift is taking place all over the world, they are more important than ever;
In their unmistakable clarity, their healthy stubbornness, their intuitive knowledge to protect the all-encompassing love and vitality in the world from the destructive forces of fascist systems.
With my song I want to encourage all free spirits to show themselves even more and to go forward. And I want to encourage all listeners of this song to open up more to their own free-spirited side.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Free spirits

They never let themselves be bent
Never let any repression get them down

They have a keen sense
For what is real or just false adornment

They follow their own tracks
They tick according to their own clocks

They are with themselves and yet open-minded
They change and remain true to themselves

Often stand on their head
Don't like to swim with

Every ancient braid
Is sprayed with color
Until it burns out

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable

They dream with their eyes open
Make a thousand mistakes, seem to be no good

Are often still unrecognized, banished from the grill plate
Yet they sparkle beneath the sand  

They are often underestimated
Violated in their dignity
Abandoned in the forest by the mainstream
They wear orchids 
Can see in the dark
Can walk blind on clouds

Are outraged alive
Say out loud what bothers them

Are driven by love
For themselves, the humans and the world

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable
lay down in the light
lay down in the light
Lay
Down
In
The 
Lieght

Deutscher Originaltext:

Freigeister

Sie lassen sich niemals verbiegen
Von keiner Repression unterkriegen

Sie haben ein feines Gespür
Für das was echt ist oder nur falsche Zier

Sie folgen Ihren eigenen Spuren
Sie ticken nach Ihren eigenen Uhren

Sie sind bei sich und doch aufgeschlossen
Sie wandeln sich und bleiben sich treu

Stehen oft auf dem Kopf
Schwimmen ungerne mit

Jeder uralte Zopf
Wird mit Farbe besprüht
Bis er verglüht

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt

Sie träumen mit offenen Augen
Machen tausend Fehler, scheinen nichts zu taugen

Werden oft noch verkannt, vom Grillteller verbannt
Dennoch funkeln sie unter dem Sand  

Gerne werden sie unterschätzt
In ihrer Würde verletzt
Vom Mainstream im Wald ausgesetzt
Sie tragen Orchideen 
Können im Dunkeln sehen
Können auf Wolken blind gehen

Sind lebendig empört
Sagen laut, was sie stört

Sind von Liebe getrieben
Für sich, die Menschheit und die Welt

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In 
Das
Licht
Gelegt

Freigeister (Free Spirits)

If you like it, I'll come back. Up to you! 🤔😊😉😈

Miss Discopower

Miss Discopower - KRT Production

The moon reassures us and keeps us in balance.

At the Moonlight

At The Moonlight - KRT Production

LYRICS - 

Picking pieces of my brain, outta my bloody nose. 
I think there's fent in my cocaine, but i don't really wanna know.

She said I'm leaving, and don't give me a call.
...but my face is pressed up to the phone 
and I'm humming with the dial tone. 

Living life for others, and spending hundred dollar bills.
I want a new life so damn bad but it's something I don't wanna build.

I've been not eating, and texting old friends from school,
but my number's blocked or they moved on,
either way I'll say it's cool.

You don't know what it's like.
Sleeping alone
Laying there in the dark. 
Cold and alone. 

I still remember how you tasted,
before my mouth went numb. 

I'm not ignorant or blind,
baby, I'm just coked. 


Living out of hotels,
locking every door. 

My truck smells like cigarettes
with ashes on the floor.

Going back to rehab to try and settle down.
Then falling in and out of love with a girl from another town.

Baby, turn and run while you still can,
cause I'll break your pretty heart.

Then mend it all back together,
just to tear it all back apart.

I lost you, I lost myself.
Somewhere in the park. 

Maybe someday I'll find that one
to follow me into the dark.

Coked

Lyrics:

Text me if you hear this 
Maybe we could talk again
I know there’s love beneath this
But I can’t fix myself I cant

Cheating is in my nature
I never meant to cause no harm
I hope you’re well and happy
I hope he doesn’t treat you like I have

I regret all the things I did
We got caught in the rise and fall
The day I lost my mind
Is the day we lost it all

I wish I could say i’m sorry
I wish I could say I’ve changed I’ve not
I wrote you another letter 
But love doesn’t last forever

(Wyatt verse)

If I regret all the things I said
Then why do I keep saying them?
Stop calling me baby
There’s not a way you could save me
I’ve been trying to do my best
But I push you away from me
I gotta get this off my chest
So say what you want to say to me

I regret all the things I did
We got caught in the rise and fall
The day I lost my mind
Is the day we lost it all

I wish I could say i’m sorry
I wish I could say I’ve changed I’ve not
I wrote you another letter 
But love doesn’t last forever

I regret all the things I did
We got caught in the rise and fall
The day I lost my mind
Is the day we lost it all

I wish I could say i’m sorry
I wish I could say I’ve changed I’ve not
I wrote you another letter 
But love doesn’t last forever

the last love letter (love doesn’t last forever) w/ wyatt

Henes swings for the fences with a radio ready ode to the joys of domestic life.

From his home base of Nashville, TN, Mark Henes has spent the last few years establishing himself as an artist who could emerge from the city’s crowded singer/songwriter scene to become a genuine star. His latest single, the guitar heavy ‘What Could You Be Right Now’ furthers his case, with a sound that will sound right at home on country radio while retaining his signature grit.

Like many country songwriters before him, Henes often sings of broken hearts and life on the road, but on this song he issues a simple plea to a lover: what if we left that all behind and agreed to be happy together? With a hypnotically staccato hook, he makes a compelling case for the joys of companionship. And while we don’t know what becomes of the relationship, the aching plea will tug  at the heartstrings of any one whose longing to find the right person to settle down with.

‘What Could You Be Right Now’ is available everywhere May 1, 2020

What Could You Be Right Now?

What Could You Be Right Now

Summer Jams 

LICK MY PLATE

Beatles records gave me hope, happiness and humor while growing up in what became an unhappy and troubled home. That lead me to the guitar and then the Who, Johnny Cash and all sorts of other genres of music as I grew up. 

I'm not sure how to classify my music. I think of it as rock, but when I play out some people ask me if I'm a folk singer. I don't think so in the traditional sense, but perhaps singing about what I see as the shortcomings, deficiencies and self-created chaos within my society, myself and human culture in general is a core component of folk. Really, I think it is at the core of true rock, blues, country and many other forms of music and art.But, given the fact that when I play out I often strum hard enough to make my fingers bleed, I'll call it rock.

I played college and pro soccer and coach college soccer. I have worked in a variety of businesses and even acted for a time. Experiencing many different slices of life and a diverse array of people and environments, I have always been befuddled by our ego's ability to take something beautiful like life and nature and turn us against ourselves and each other. As individuals we are all very similar on the inside and we seem to lose sight of that fact. I guess that is what I write about. It helps me stay sane and find some hope. My recording quality isn't the best, I know, but it is "Getting Better All the Time." I like my songs, I hope you do too.

Dry River (Cover)

D M Williams

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