Road To Redemption

Somewhere Down The Road

Bringing a soulful sound to SoundCloud with this one.  Lifetime recording artist, soul vocalist, saxophone and harmonica player Johnny Pugh sits in with blues guitarist extraordinaire Justin Valente and me on an emotional Ray Charles type slow jam.  What a wonderful surprise to hear Johnny's beautiful harp lines, which fit perfectly with Justin's raw electric blues energy.  Real proud of this one, as it captures the heart and spirit of why we all love SoundCloud.   Check out Johnny and Justin's music here - you will love their playing.  Thanks for listening.

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Soul Brothers - with Justin Valente guitar and Johnny Pugh blues harp and horns


Texte Français et Google traduction

JOINDRE LES DEUX BOUTS

Fins de mois difficiles,
Les factures à régler.
Et les enfants fragiles
Qu’il faudra bien soigner.
Et ce loyer qui tombe
Trop lourd à chaque fois
Que faire dans un monde
Si on n'a pas un toit.

Puis il faut bien manger
Pas en faire des extras
Un plat ou une entrée
Sans sauter de repas.
C'est si facile à dire
Quand on y regarde bien
C'est sûr, il y a un pire
Beaucoup de nous ont faim.

A joindre les deux bouts
Quand on n'arrive pas,
Un sou est bien un sou,
Surtout quand on l’a pas.

On cherche et on ratisse
Dans ses tiroirs du fond
Ce jour qui rase gratis
Quand on n'a pas un rond.
On gratte toutes ses poches
Jusqu'à les déchirer
Tendre sa main c'est moche
Pour au mieux vivre.

En se privé de tout
Ce qu'on dit superflu
Il ne reste plus beaucoup
De moments détendus.
On se traîne, on vivote
Sans regarder au loin
L'intérieur se révolte
Espérant mieux demain.

A joindre les deux bouts...

Mais pourquoi travailler
On ne comprend pas bien
Que faire pour exister
Si ce n'est pour les siens.

A joindre les deux bouts
Quand on n'arrive pas,
Un sou est bien un sou,
Surtout quand on l’a pas.


MAKING ENDS MEET

Tough ends of the month,
Bills to pay.
And fragile children
Who will need to be cared for.
And that rent that comes in
Too heavy every time
What can you do in a world
If you don't have a roof over your head.

And you have to eat well
Not overdo it
A main course or a starter
Without skipping a meal.
It's so easy to say
When you look closely
It's sure, there's a worse situation
Many of us are hungry.

Making ends meet
When you can't make ends meet,
A penny is a penny,
Especially when you don't have it.

We search and we rake
In our back drawers
That day that shaves for free
When we don't have a penny.
We pick all our pockets
Until they tear
Reaching out is a shame
To live better.

By depriving ourselves of everything
What we say is superfluous
There aren't many
Relaxed moments left.
We drag ourselves along, we eke out a living
Without looking far ahead
Our inner self rebels
Hoping for better tomorrow.

To make ends meet...

But why work?
We don't really understand
What to do to exist
If not for our loved ones.

To make ends meet
When we can't make ends meet,
A penny is a penny,
Especially when we don't have it.

JOINDRE LES DEUX BOUTS

keep the hope...

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街灯 / street light
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どうか
想い届けと　風をあつめて
祈る　ゆびさき

どこか
帰る場所など　有るが如くの
急ぐ　あしおと

命があるか　ないかの
二色で塗られた景色だけ
吹き荒れて　佇んで
暗闇ですら　ない

自分のような　何かが
自分の姿で演じてる　そして
泣きぬれて　狼狽えて
こっちを覗いてる

ひとり
灯る街灯に　寒くないかと
憂う　ゆうぐれ

いつか
閉じる扉など　有るが如くの
急ぐ　ひとなみ

命があるか　ないかの
二色で塗られた景色だけ
吹き荒れて　佇んで
暗闇ですら　ない

自分のような　愚かな
自分の姿を忘れてる者が
泣きぬれて　狼狽えて
こっちを覗いてる

AppleMusic

街灯 / street light

TRIFECTA

QUE FONT NOS DIRIGEANTS

Here I am in the shade of my lemon tree
Baseball game on the radio
Ahead in the ninth, but it ain’t over yet

All in the shade of my lemon tree
Birdsong sing in my other ear
Chance of a winning year

Called strike three, batter caught looking
Nasty pitch, outside corner, that’s two down
Here come their last hope

All in the shade of my lemon tree
Birdsong sing in my other ear
Chance of a winning year

That fly buzzing ‘round my head
Landed on my nose
If I get the chance
That fly is gonna die today

There’s a swing and a drive, going deep
Back on the track, looking up
Makes the catch, Tom* call “ballgame!”

That fly buzzing ‘round my head
Landed on my nose
If I get the chance
That fly is gonna die today

All in the shade of my lemon tree
Birdsong sing in my other ear
Chance of a winning year

* https://youtu.be/9vM6VmG2twE?si=C05KtBvw6sTNZu99


Nasty Pitch

Corretto

Journey with me back to the late 80s, and feel the sun on your face, the smell of the ocean and  love in the air 💘 

Good old rock n roll...endless summer Vibes

#vanhalen #acdc #zztop #80s #classicrock #summer #daveleeroth #eddievanhalen #angusyoung #bluesrock 

***LYRICS***

I just can't help, this feeling inside,
Like the weekends come early 
Its time to ride..
soft top down,
Old school Sound,
Tearing up the highway
Its the only plan... 

The way you make me feeeeel
Got my head spinning around and around
Make a grown man cry,
Every day feelin' like Friday night,
Come on baby
You do it so right!!!! 

Like an addict i need more and more,
Got me head over heels so hardcore,
Never want this feeling to end,
Dance the night away,
Watching you move and sway.. 

The way you make me feeeeel
Got my head spinning around and around
Make a grown man cry,
Every day feelin' like Friday night,
Come on  baby
You do it so right!!!! 

And when she looks
at me I crumble,
Those green-eyes make me stumble


The way you make me feeeeel
Got my head spinning around and around
Make a grown man cry,
Every day feelin' like Friday night,
Come on  baby
You do it so right!!!!




The Way You Make Me Feel ❤

Verse 1]
I was born where the red clay bleeds,
Under small-town skies and hickory trees.
Mama’s Bible, Daddy’s work-worn hands,
Taught me how to pray, taught me how to stand.

[Pre-Chorus]
And every mile of gravel road,
Carries the weight of stories told.

[Chorus]
I was raised on holy dirt, boots in the dust,
Faith in my blood and steel in my trust.
Fire in my spirit, thunder in my word,
Yeah, I was raised on holy dirt.

[Verse 2]
Sunday mornings, church bells rang,
Friday nights the guitars sang.
Between the cross and a barroom fight,
I found my truth in the neon light.

[Pre-Chorus]
Some call it sin, some call it grace,
But it’s written all across my face.

[Chorus]
I was raised on holy dirt, boots in the dust,
Faith in my blood and steel in my trust.
Fire in my spirit, thunder in my word,
Yeah, I was raised on holy dirt.

[Bridge]
Every scar’s a hymn, every bruise a psalm,
This outlaw soul still leans on God.
A little rough around the edges, sure—
But my roots run deep in holy dirt.

[Final Chorus / Outro]
I was raised on holy dirt, wild and unbroken,
Every prayer I’ve said was truth unspoken.
From the cradle to the grave, one thing’s for sure—
I’ll die the same way I was born...
Raised on holy dirt.

raised on holy dirt

My new music video 'RANKAN(2023 Remaster)' 
https://youtu.be/axxnMlk0SpA
is Out Now! (2023.5.13)
Directed by yoroley, made with Kaiber.ai

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RANKAN
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ショルダーバッグの底から　いつかの走り書き 
美しかった日々を　決して忘れるなという

名もなき川に架けられた　名もなき橋の欄干より 
流れゆくだけの紙屑は今宵　見送られることで　意味を持った

ショルダーバッグの底から　だれかの走り書き 
美しかった日々が　そこに在ったという

名もなき日々に架けられた　名もなき夜の欄干より 
流れゆくだけの時間は今宵　狼狽えていれば　そこに在った

闇を砕け　それをどかせ 
罪を逃がせ　いったいどうなってんだ

ショルダーバッグの底から　だれかの走り書き 
美しかった日々が　そこに在ったという 

名もなき宙に架けられた　儚き夢の欄干より 
遠ざかるだけの現象は今宵　想われることで　意味を持った

闇を砕け　それをどかせ 
罪を逃がせ　いったいどうなってんだ

TRIFECTA

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