“I’ve played bars where the crowds don’t stay,
Sang my truth while the jukebox played.” This is really great writing nice job.

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Mismatched Hearts

Lost & Found REMIX🍋 @user-297959700 Thomas Mierkiewicz for FAWM 2/26/2025
Written by Kate E. Stanton 2/9/2025
Lost & Found
I don't know where it starts, & I don't know how it ends.
But I know that I'm lost again, found again, & how will I ever begin?
I drew a line in the sand while the iron gates of Alexander stand.
I'm somewhere in between, 3 bears & me,
Too little, too much is never just what I need, no!

Where do I go? Where does this lead me? How will I know?
Every step I take feels like I'm chasing my own ghost,
Running through this maze where I needed answers most.
Just keep it moving, slowly, 'til my path unfolds.
C'mon, let's go!

Every path whispers, "Hey! Hey, hey!"
Over here, over there—it's a game, hey!
Every choice has a price to pay,
No regrets yet—is that just what they say?
Roll of the die 'til we die,
Climb to heaven's spiral steps of steel.
I question everything—authority, gravity,
& the Blade of Evil's Bane is never the same, no.

Where do I go? Where does this lead me? How will I know?
Every step I take feels like I'm chasing my own ghost,
Running through this maze where I needed answers most.
Just keep it moving, slowly, 'til my path unfolds.
C'mon, let's go!

Move slow.
One foot... then another.

Where do I go? Where does this lead me? How will I know?
Every step I take feels like I'm chasing my own ghost,
Running through this maze where I needed answers most.
Just keep it moving, slowly, 'til my path unfolds.
C'mon, let's go!

Lost & Found Remix (Feat. Lemonbrew)

Too Many Times by George.
From Volume III Side B of the Band of Georges.

Music and lyrics by G. Davies.
Composed 2nd May 1983, 11:15am to 11:43am.

Recorded July 1986.
Mixed October 1986.
Lifted from cassette March 2025.

Copyright © 1986 & 2025 Wud Records.
Copyright ℗ 1982 Explicit Music.

Fun Facts:
This song was written the day after That's No Way to Pay a Bodyguard and Two Timer.
It is in the key of E minor.
George's Dad liked the guitar in this one.
We were surprised at how long it was.
There was some sort of accident with a playback, a live track and a punch pedal somewhere in the middle.
It was never performed by a band.

See also:
https://www.wudrecords.co.uk/miscellaneous/band-of-georges/
https://www.wudrecords.co.uk/miscellaneous/band-of-georges/volume-iii-side-b/
https://www.wudrecords.co.uk/news/band-of-georges-release-permission-granted/
https://linktr.ee/wudrecords

Volume III Side B

Too Many Times

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Band of Georges: Too Many Times

Where Wildflowers Grow   by Edwin H. Balder
I walked that old dirt road at sundown,
where the fences lean like time standing still.
Dust and memory rose beneath my footsteps,
the front porch waiting, silent on the hill.
Every summer evening, I heard them call me home,
but tonight, it’s just the wind, whispering alone.
They built this life with love and grace,
now only wildflowers take their place.
[acoustic guitar and soft strings instrumental hook]
Where wildflowers grow, where love still lingers,
where younger hearts crossed their fingers.
The voices fade, but the roots still know,
I find them here—where wildflowers grow.
A rocking chair beneath a covered sky,
where fireflies once lit up my dreams.
Her apron smelled like sugar and roses,
his boots left prints by the old oak tree.
Every lesson, every laugh, every tear I came to shed,
are etched between these walls, though they’re long since left.
They built this life with love and grace,
now only wildflowers take their place.
Where wildflowers grow, where love still lingers,
where younger hearts crossed their fingers.
The voices fade, but the roots still know,
I find them here—where wildflowers grow.
The gate still swings, though no one’s waiting,
only heaven’s hands can hold them now.
But every season still brings back their laughter,
on a breeze that wraps me in their vow.
So I step inside the house they left behind,
but find their love in petals soft and kind.
They built this life with love and grace,
now only wildflowers take their place.
Where wildflowers grow, where love still lingers,
where younger hearts crossed their fingers.
The voices fade, but the roots still know,
I find them here—where wildflowers grow.
[acoustic guitar and soft strings instrumental hook]
The voices fade, but the roots still know,
I find them here—where wildflowers grow.
 wildflowers grow... wild........flowers
.............. grow!

Where Wildflowers Grow by Hot Cookie

When asked and you can't...
Midnight hums in my dim-lit room,
My pen dances, but the chords won’t swoon.
Empty coffee cups, crossed-out lines,
A voice too soft for the spotlight’s shrine.
“Play it louder,” they say with a grin,
But my heart’s a storm buried deep within.
I wear these dreams like a second skin,
But the mirror whispers, “Where do you begin?”
Every “no” is a scratch on my guitar,
Still, I’m tuning hope to a shooting star.
Check back with me on that—
When these melodies crawl out the shadows,
And the words I bleed finally catch.
I’m more than a girl with a notebook heart,
But tonight, the doubt’s a work of art.
Yeah, check back with me on that.
Yeah, ( Yeah Yeah Yeah) check back with me on that.
I’m a symphony half-built, still in combat,
But darling, just… check back with me on that.
I’ve played bars where the crowds don’t stay,
Sang my truth while the jukebox played.
Label suits said, “Smile, rewrite the track,”
But my soul’s a fire that won’t cut slack.
I write anthems for ghosts of my past,
Every chorus a bridge I’m hell-bent to pass.
My hands shake, but the mic won’t tell,
And the road’s a lonelier place to dwell.
I’m a hurricane in a whispered sigh,
Mapping constellations who gives a shit why
Check back with me on that—
When these melodies crawl out the shadows,
And the words I bleed finally catch.
I’m more than a girl with a notebook heart,
But tonight, the doubt’s a work of art.
Yeah, check back with me on that.
Yeah, ( Yeah Yeah Yeah) check back with me on that.
I’m a symphony half-built, still in combat,
But darling, just… check back with me on that.
One day, I’ll crack the radio’s code,
Turn “too delicate” into a crescendo bold.
For now, I’m the echo before the roar,
A phoenix in verses, rising through the floor.
Check back when the world sings along,
My name in the rhythm, my pain in the song.
Check back when the doubts finally fade—
I’ll be the wildfire the shadows made.

I’m a symphony half-built, still in combat,
But darling, just… check back with me on that.
Yeah, check back with me on that.
Yeah, ( Yeah Yeah Yeah) check back with me on that.

Yeah, ( Yeah ....Yeah ......Yeah)............ check..... back..... with me...... on that.......

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We are having too much fun with these cover songs! This blues-inspired ballad has been covered by everyone from Sting to Stevie Ray Vaughan. 

Music Production & Photo by Thomas Mierkiewicz @user-297959700 Lemonbrew
Guitar solo by mugwump nazz 
Vocals by Kate Stanton 5/9/2025

Written by Jimi Hendrix 1967
Well, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And her fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind
When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
"It's alright" she says, "It's alright"
Take anything you want from me, take anything
Anything
Fly on, little wing

Little Wing (with Lemonbrew)

Don’t Stop Believin’ is an inspiring pop/rock anthem about holding on to hope and chasing dreams. It tells the story of everyday people searching for meaning and connection. With its powerful chorus and uplifting message, the song encourages perseverance, reminding listeners to stay strong and never give up on themselves.

Don’t Stop Believing

Life Ain’t Easy is a heartfelt song about facing life’s hardships with courage and resilience. It reflects on struggles, setbacks, and the strength needed to keep moving forward. With honest lyrics and a hopeful tone, the song reminds listeners that while life can be tough, perseverance and hope can carry us through.

Life ain’t easy

Now it's time for a little vacation to get some new inspiration. Wishing everyone a lovely summer. Hope to see you all again later. Take care...
THOMAS GT 🫶🙏🎶🏖️

A tribute to the eighties❤️🫶🎶🙋‍♂️🙋‍♂️

Do You Remember is a nostalgic song about looking back on a past love and cherished moments. The lyrics reflect longing, bittersweet memories, and the hope that those feelings were mutual. With a gentle melody and emotional depth, the song captures the ache of remembering what once was and what’s now lost.

Do you remember

Sundress and Trouble by Edwin H. Balder
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Cotton on my skin, summer in my hair
Turn around the corner, catch you standing there
Your jaw hits the ground, I pretend I don't see
But baby I know what you're thinking about me
This heat got me feeling like I own the street
Every step I take makes your heart skip a beat
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
Lipstick on my teeth, attitude on ten
Tell your friends about me, I'll do it again
Wind lifts up my hem, confidence so high
Got that magic something that money can't buy
Temperature rising when I'm in the room
Hearts start racing, flowers start to bloom
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
Bare shoulders gleaming in the afternoon sun
Party's getting started, we're just having fun
Move like water, smooth like wine
Every single moment, this world is mine
Don't you try to tame me, I'm wild and free
Sundress and trouble, that's all I'll ever be
They say I'm dangerous
(Dangerous, dangerous)
They say I'm too much
(Too much, too much)
But when the music plays
I light up like the sun
I light up like the sun
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Solo
Can you feel it in the air tonight?
Can you feel it when I'm by your side?
Summer fever, burning up inside
Nothing's gonna stop this ride
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
(Everything's alright, everything's alright)
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
(Sundress and trouble)
That's what I bring
(Sundress and trouble)
Hear the angels sing

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🌊Sundress and Trouble ♨️ 🍪by Hot Cookie♨️ 🍪

Such Trouble    by Edwin H. Balder
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back
Walking through the crowded room
Feel the stares, assume the worst
But there's something 'bout the way you move
Makes me wonder who's first
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
Reputation follows me around
Like a shadow I can't shake
But your eyes don't make a sound
When you see the risks I take
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
Maybe they're right, maybe they're wrong
Maybe I'm just misunderstood
But the way you sing along
Makes me feel so good
They whisper warnings in your ear
(Stay away, stay away)
But here you are, you're standing here
(You came to play, came to play)
If I'm the fire, you're the match
(Light it up, light it up)
If I'm the storm, you're the catch
(Fill my cup, fill my cup)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
So let them talk, let them stare
We got something they can't share
When the music starts to play
All their words just fade away
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're right here on my floor
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're never letting go
(Never letting go)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
But you love me so

♨️🍪

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Such Trouble by ♨️ Hot Cookie 🍪

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

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