11TH MAY 2018 RELEASE

Isobel is dedicated to my grandmother. In this picture is Isobel and Morris  Geoffrey Marshall.....




KETE BOWERS-ISOBEL

BlackWater


I'm wading through BlackWater fighting for my life
There seems to be no way out of here no way forward no way back
Getting out alive the odds are stacked
Settle down now dont be afraid its just the rumble of the thunder
Ive dogged the bullets and kept my head down low
I dont want to die in this BlackWater.....

The trenches here are full of rain full of BlackWater
Gunfire cracks and nerves they snap pages from the good bool sail on by me
Twisted metal, blood and flesh there just lying in the grass
Finers tight hold a wooden cross theres prayers for the suffering the dying and the lost
Young men faced down in the BlackWater....

Theres a river here and if you stand by it long enough you'll see your enemies come a floating by
Theres little good air to breathe here your lungs they fight to try
Im remembering you so clearly now today I never caught your last words
I walked too soon away...

In the late afternoon the vultures fly they black out the sky
I cant find a good place in my memory to settle me by
I count the hours, seconds, minutes and the day's
And when I close my eyes to sleep I see young men faced down in the BlackWater...

BlackWater…

BlackWater (Live)

Kete Bowers : BlackWater (Live Demo)

25/09/2023

Holy Night

Don't say those things there just not true
In my time I've met nothing like you
Well just plain truth would suit me fine
A clear conscience beats a troubled mind


I will pretend no more that your heart is good
You have worn me down and that's the truth
I should have walked away but like a fool
Ten years on I'm still chained to you

I worked my fingers to the bone
Laboured hard in rain and snow
Only now I realise 
I built a house but not a home

My homes my church it's where I sing
It's where I drink it's where I fit in
I got nothing new to find
A clear conscience beats a troubled mind

Don't say those things there just not true
In my time I've met nothing like you
Well just plain truth would suit me fine
A clear conscience beats a troubled mind

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KETE BOWERS-CHAINED TO YOU..( DEMO)

There's a little light that burns
In this room a heart that yearns
There's always a reason to believe
Its quiet now peaceful here

I can count on the fingers of just one hand
The number of times you treated me well
Sometimes I think just damm it all to hell
Cheers down the hatch again

On My love
Whats become of me
Oh my love rescue 

I miss you like I miss the truth
I took some chances and I nailed a few
Every drink I take brings me down a peg or two
I'm in so deep I'm drowning here

The fires built under the belly of the ship
Hard men talked while it crackled and spit
You're in trouble here if your face dont fit
The winds whippin up I took a wrong turn

Now this place looks just like hell
Boards on the windows and nailed shut doors
Broken benches where men sat and talked
No dreams to dream here anymore

Oh my love
Whats become of me 
Oh my love rescue me

The devil walks the Tollemache Road
His foot prints clear in the virgin snow
In Flaybrick no flowers grow
It's bitter cold this is a bad road

There's a little light that burns
In this room a heart that yearns
There's always a reason to believe
Its quiet now peaceful here

KETE BOWERS - NORTHERN TOWN.. (Studio Live DEMO: 10/04/2018)

I'm going to drown my sorrows  there's little for me here
Just a place where I was born that holds nothing for me dear
Memories they don't lie they paint a picture clear
And damn this town this town with no cheer.

And faith is just for chancers I've been on that road
and a skin full of mothers ruin let these stories unfold
They bend and they twist then scatter on the wind
and at night when your sleeping they pretend to be your friend
Damn this darkness and dam this fear
Damn this town this town with no cheer.


White smoke it bellowed from every chimney stack
This place is cruel it don't cut you no slack
 the doorsteps shine like blood red mirrors 
And Jesus if they could talk they'd spit out all the secrets 
That where never meant to breathe or crawl
Curse this town and dry your tears
Damn this town this town with no cheer.


I hear the ghost of banjo Harry picking out some  lonesome tune
When we where young we'd shoot for the moon
Now nothing here is sacred and there's little or no regard
For all the workers past and the old ship yard
And there's no friends left to shed a tear
Damm this town this town with no cheer..


When the tide goes out here when it rolls out low
You see the remains of a ship who's name nobody knows
There's nothing left to show her former majesty 
No polished chrome no finery 
And there's no one here to shed a tear
Damn this town this town with no cheer.

A Town With No Cheer

KETE BOWERS - A TOWN WITH NO CHEER

THERE WAS A TIME

3 WINNER re mast

1 NORTHERN TOWN new mast

Paper Ships

A Place By The River

5. A Town With No Cheer

9 YOU STOLE MY JOY re mast

Ghosts

Kete Bowers new critically acclaimed album Paper Ships was recorded in Toronto, Canada in September 2018 at The Cowboy Junkies Studio "The Hanger" produced by Michael Timmins and mastered by Peter J Moore. All songs written by Kete Bowers.  "Paper Ships released on 28/06/2019.

"Like Cohen before him, Bowers is magnificent proof that melancholy and torment can produce great music and resonant lyrics, there may be ghosts behind us but Paper Ships encourages us to take their hands and walk with them towards the light." 
Mike Davies, folking.com 

The stone cold beauty of this collection of songs is the combination of Bowers’ heartfelt and often gut-wrenching songwriting with a distinctively rich voice and Timmins trademark crisp production that forces the listener to listen intently to every damn word and chord progression. 

rockingmagpie.wordpress.com/2019/06/24/kete-bowers-paper-ships/?fbclid=IwAR3DCoxBKUlfcXPY_O6l5FN7gQT2jT4si67dyPlcV2HfyJE5heNr28LA9nY 

"Listening to Bowers' rich voice you'd swear he was as Texan as Guy Clark or Townes Van Zandt. Paper Ships is a classic slice of Americana". 

Uncut Magazine 2019. ******
credits
releases August 1, 2019 

Kete Bowers : Acoustic Guitar, Vocals. 
Tom Juhas : Electric Guitar. 
Aron Goldstein : Pedal Steel Guitar, Dobro Guitar. 
Michael Johnston : Piano, Organ, 
Josh Finlayson : Bass Guitar. 
Peter Timmins : Drums.

BUY ALBUM HERE https://ketebowers.bandcamp.com/album/paper-ships

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