Cover of I Love the Night by Blue Oyster Cult, from Spectres, released in 1977. Composer Donald Roeser.

Kelley Plays Other People's Stuff

I Love The Night (Blue Oyster Cult)

Recorded as part of a 3-song demo in 1994 at Triad Studios in Redmond, WA.

Wandering Heart

Lily Savannah Jones - Along The Road

An artifact from 1984, we (me, Jay Woodward and Mike Csendes) were known as Alliance in the 80's around Seattle. Some other schmucks stole our name.

Les Claypool, Glen Tipton and Alex Van Halen - step off, bitches. Or sure, just stand there smirking, whatever.

paralyzed

Caging The Beast

Cover of Rush's Freewill from Permanent Waves, 1980. Remixed on Presonus Studio One. Now with Eventide! Can't sound like Alex without it.

I recorded this because it seemed like a skill-testing challenge, and it sure was. I've loved this song since I was 13 and heard Permanent Waves for the first time. Being able to cover this magnificent song was one of the pinnacles of my 45+ years as a musician.

Freewill (Rush)

Tell Me (now)

Lying on the cold floor  
Of a darkened room 
Surrounded by no voices 
And the smell of no perfume 

My head is full of emptiness 
My face is drawn in stone 
I can’t stay here 
But I can’t go home 

I do not know the meaning 
And I cannot ride the flow 
I can’t discern the outcome 
Or which way I want to go 

Air of toxic gasses 
And the water tastes of lye 
Each moment writhes and passes 
In this fragment of a lie 

Each day is cloaked in sadness 
And my will cannot defeat 
My underlying madness 
And my rootless grasping need 

The sun has lost its color
And the light is cold and grey 
I am buried in the ashes 
Of each endless day 

Going home, but I’m going home
Buried in the ashes

Where is the light of starshine 
The sky is black and burnt 
The rapture isn’t coming 
And there’s nothing more to learn 

I wander through the darkness 
Completely lost my way 
Sleepwalking through my exile 
Until I fade away 

I remember running 
In the joy of innocence 
Each minute spanned a lifetime 
And my love was my defense 

Oh, I would not have chosen 
To turn away and roam 
I just want to remember 
The way to get back home 

Going home, but I’m going home
Buried in the ashes

Each day is cloaked in sadness 
And my will cannot defeat 
My underlying madness 
And the voice of my conceit 

The sun has lost its color
And the light is cold and grey 
I am buried in the ashes 
Of each endless day 

Going home, but I’m going home
Buried in the ashes

Thick Like Chills

Thick Like Chills (Buried In the Ashes)

Thick Like Chills (Buried in the Ashes)

Rekt
3/4/2025
Kelley Vice

Verse 1
Good days gone down by the wayside
Strange days come buzzin in the beehive
So back off Jack 'cause you don't do much
You're playing a hand with a busted flush
You come on strong but you talk so tough
But you won't be back tomorrow

Chorus
Got no call for all this noise
Drag up a chair and hear my voice
You got your plans but you're full of doubt
Fuck around and you will find out
You'll get rekt

Verse 2
Trade on fear and disappointment
Like a king you make your appointments
So fuck off Jack cause your hands are filled
With ill-gotten gains and the blood you've spilled
You come on strong but you're just a shill
For the bad men riding horseback

Chorus
Got no call for all this noise
Dig out your ears, listen to my voice
You get all mad, you can scream and shout
Fuck around and you will find out
You been rekt

Chorus
Got no call for all this noise
Drag up a chair, listen to the boyz
You get all mad, you can scream and shout
Fuck around and you will find out
You'll get rekt

Rekt

You can be so proud as your kids grow up and begin making their way in the world, and still miss the golden days when they were little.

Time Slips Away
3/22/2025
Kelley Vice

You were both so young
You probably don't remember so far back
You were hiding in the corner
Behind the kitchen table where I sat

I remember it so well, but how time slips away
The future seemed so distant, but time just slips away

Walking down the parkway
The four of us together laughing at the funny clouds
If I close my eyes
I feel that I could step back into that shining world somehow

Our love is my salvation, but time slips away
Our joy my inspiration, but time keeps slipping away
Slipping away

There’s been so many changes in our family
But somehow we get through them just the same
I just want to keep on making memories and fill my eyes with you
I’m always glad you came

You're both all grown up now
The dolls and toys of childhood put away
I look at all the pictures
And the memories just carry me away

I'll see you sometime soon, but time just slips away
We'll listen to our tunes, but time just slips away

Time Slips Away

Alive
April 2025
Jay Woodward and Kelley Vice

I exist because I must
Made to live in pools of rust
Forced to have eyes
Forced to have eyes
I hate my eyes
I hate my eyes

Why must I see?
Forced to have eyes
Why must I be?
Forced to have life

Why must I see?
Forced to have eyes
Why must I be?
Forced to have life

Why must I see?
Forced to have eyes
Why must I be?
Forced to have life

Alive
Alive
Alive
Alive

Alive

Acoustic instrumental, written and recorded in 1998. Not a perfect performance, but I love this song. As with a few of my other tunes, I woke up one night with this playing in my head, jumped out of bed and spent the rest of the night learning how to play it.

I've started to publish songs I wrote and recorded years ago, most of which were recorded to make sure I wouldn't forget them. None of them were recorded well and some are riddled with mistakes that I didn't care much about at the time.

I'm publishing now for posterity and because my family and friends might want to listen to them, imperfect as they are. If they touch a few strangers along the way, why, that's more than I could hope for.

Epic Journey

Acoustic instrumental, written and recorded in 2000.

I've started to publish songs I wrote and recorded years ago, most of which were recorded to make sure I wouldn't forget them. None of them were recorded well and some are riddled with mistakes that I didn't care much about at the time.

I'm publishing now for posterity and because my family and friends might want to listen to them, imperfect as they are. If they touch a few strangers along the way, why, that's more than I could hope for.

Christmas In New York

I've started to publish songs I wrote and recorded years ago, most of which were recorded to make sure I wouldn't forget them. None of them were recorded well and some are riddled with mistakes that I didn't care much about at the time. This may be the best of them in terms of performance and sound quality. 

I'm publishing now for posterity and because my family and friends might want to listen to them, imperfect as they are. If they touch a few strangers along the way, why, that's more than I could hope for.

Ocean Shores

I've started to publish songs I wrote and recorded years ago, most of which were recorded to make sure I wouldn't forget them. None of them were recorded well and some are riddled with mistakes that I didn't care much about at the time.

I'm publishing now for posterity and because my family and friends might want to listen to them, imperfect as they are. If they touch a few strangers along the way, why, that's more than I could hope for.

What Remains

Cover of Synchronicity II, written by Gordon Sumner and originally recorded by The Police.

Synchronicity II (The Police)

Musician, vocalist, composer, producer. Genre-agnostic, multi-instrumental, motivated by love of the process.
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Kelley Vice

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