Nice & smooth & very cool with those great breaks!!!

A great production and arrangement, and as you can see from the reprodrutions, fantastic.

Gorgeous melodic lines...yep have said that already but they really are unique!

Unique melody indeed; another good one. Love that fade out horn solo. Is that a soprano sax?

Amazing 70s groove & vocals. Incredible, love the live, jazzy sound. Awesome track

Silver and Gold

www.continental-collision.com
Available on Bandcamp - https://continentalcollision.bandcamp.com/track/boring-town. 
Now on Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/5wf5isry5VTiOJo93dU38E
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vD_ThUpLBk8&list=OLAK5uy_lzXT1QxPKHH__ERx2AeZbUlK8tnKV7IIo

The second song to be released under the name ‘Continental Collision’ but this time with special guest and good friend Dave McKeown. Rodolfo first let me hear the original basis for ‘Boring Town’ back in June, yet somehow he didn’t sound excited about it. However from the first I knew it could be great. I was looking for the story in those two words as well as in the mood of the music and fortunately it came quite quickly and fitted like a glove. Singing this was a challenge for me, like everything we do, but it was exhilarating. I had introduced Rodolfo to Dave’s cloud and it felt right that we should ask Dave to help us complete the song. I hope we will have the opportunity to work with him again soon. 

Composition, instrumentation, arrangement and production: @rplanes
Lyrics and vocals: @markjbennett
Saxophone: Dave McKeown: @https://soundcloud.com/dave-mckeown
Photograph: Harlem NYC by Douglas Corrance

When I look around I see the light’s gone out this town,
Realising just a bit too late.
Streets have all gone quiet and feels like all the wires are down.
Tell me why I’m feeling in this state?
Not so long ago we felt that we’d be happy here,
Not just for now, but for always.
That’s all turned around now at least that much it is clear,
Not the old days, instead separate ways.
Like the loser on a game show.
Can you tell me where did all the fun go?
Darling without you,
It’s such a boring town,
Only coz you’re not around.

The bar, where we first met, is still there, though I never go,
Realised it’s lost its old appeal.
Crossing the park, where we might meet and stop to say hello,
Couldn’t deal with how it made me feel.
All the places we once loved I feel I must avoid
Not just for now, but for always.
I no longer know what I want, I feel I’m paranoid,
Not the old days, instead separate ways.
Like the loser on a game show.
Can you tell me where did all the fun go?
Darling without you, where did the love go?
Such a boring town,
Only coz you’re not around.

Boring Town - Continental Collision (with Dave McKeown) - Now on Spotify/Bandcamp

© Joe Liberty 2021. All right reserved.

The first verse is about my own early employment experience. Second an interpretation of business as usual. Third frustration in the acceptance of the status quo. The chorus on what influences the decisions we make.

ForLoveOrMoney

The scene starts with the ones that toil in the field
their sweat is the lube used to grease the wheel
the spoils returned make the big man rich
but the ones in the field are left diggin’ in the ditch

One way or another
with a wink of an eye
when alls said an done
and we all know why
push comes to shove
time to make up your mind
will it be 
for love or money
love or money

Hey not so fast, you can hear the big man say
their paid a decent wage and their free to go their way
But it’s just enough to see them through to work another day 
It’s a steal of a deal coming straight out of your pay

One way or another
and it ani’t no lie
when alls said an done
enough to make you cry
push comes to shove
time to make up your mind
will it be 
for love or money
love or money

¯\_(ツ)_/¯  yeah ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  solo

ooh-ooh-ahh-ah
ooh-ooh-ahh-ah

Damn the indifference, damn the apathy
damn us all accepting its the way its gotta to be
How much longer till we end this malady
and the walls come tumbling down

One way or another
with a wink of an eye
when alls said an done
and we all know why
push comes to shove
time to make up your mind
will it be 
for love or money
love or money
love or money

ooh-ooh-ahh-ah
ooh-ooh-ahh-ah

ForLoveOrMoney

Anyone who has stood on a stage will associate with this song its a Ballad for a Ballad singer, expressing the experiences and heart felt feeling of the Ballad singers and entertainers the world over. I hope you like it. It is a collaboration between myself and Finn Eces.

Listen to more of  Finn Eces : @finn_eces 


Written by: Finn Eces and Johnny Mc Farlane 
All instruments : Finn Eces 
Vocals : Finn Eces 
Electric Guitar : Johnny Mc 
Arrangement and Production : Finn Eces

Ballad For A Ballad Singer featuring Finn Eces

I had to have an operation on my left hand, which has meant I haven't been able to play guitar for a couple of months now. 

Anyway, it's on the mend although I still don't have much feeling in my little finger and the side of my hand, but it's getting better, so my guitar is coming home, not fast enough, but my baby's coming home. 
Here she is...

@rick-4-1 Drums
@phil-mcwalter The Other Stuff

My Baby's Coming Home

Spotify

dinosaur love

Mes Failles (My Flaws)

ET DANS CE MONDE OÙ RIEN NE DURE
LE TEMPS DE COMPTER JUSQU’À TROIS
LES VIEUX BÉGUINS ONT LA VIE DURE
MOI J’AI ENCORE RÊVÉ DE TOI

AUSSI LOINTAINS QUE LA GRANDE OURSE
ET INCERTAINS QUE L’AVENIR
LES VIEUX BÉGUINS ONT LA PEAU DOUCE
IL NOUS EN RESTE LE SOUVENIR

MILLE ANS DÉJÀ QU’ON NE S’EST VUS
POURTANT JE VOIS TOI DANS LES NUES
TOI TOUTE NUE LÀ DANS MES BRAS
CHAQUE FOIS QUE JE RÊVE DE TOI

ILS N’ÉTAIENT RIEN QU’UN FEU DE PAILLE
DATANT DE NOS ANNÉES-LUMIÈRE
RIEN QU’UN BÉGUIN OUI MAIS DE TAILLE
LA PREUVE ON SE RETROUVE HIER

VAILLE QUE VAILLE L’AMOUR
UN CHAMPS DE RUINES CHAMPS DE BATAILLE L’ AMOUR
 
PARFOIS L’OUBLI NOUS PORTE À CROIRE
QU’ON AURAIT PERDU LA MÉMOIRE
MAIS RIEN À FAIRE LÀ NOS BRAS
ON EN RE-RÊVE DE FOIS EN FOIS

ET DANS CE MONDE OÙ TOUT S’ÉGARE
LES HOMMES LES AMOURS ET LES TRAINS
LES VIEUX BÉGUINS DANS NOS TIROIRS 
LES VIEUX BÉGUINS NE LÂCHENT RIEN

LES VIEUX BÉGUINS  (Lyrics)

This song is about a drifter who roles into ghost town where he sees shadows silhouette of people from a long time ago. He thinks that they are real and experiences an evening of southern hospitality that includes a bottle of bourbon whisky. It's when he wakes up in the morning that he thinks if it was all in his head....Were they just visions he had in that ghost town. The deeper meaning to the song is that we live in a world we think is real, formed by our experiences and influenced by the environment. However, there may come a time when we wake up to the reality as it really is. Life is formed around ghosts and sillouettes who can influence our behaviour. As Marcus Aurelius once words are opinions not facts....or in the modern era....wake up and taste the coffee.
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Produced and engineered: Phil Bowen 
Guitars, keyboards: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics: 
The tumbleweed roles down a dusty boardwalk
In a ghost town in New Mexico
Shadows silhouette in the evening sun
Of people from a long time ago
As the moon rises on the horizon
A drifter rides in. You could tell where he’s been
After days on the road feeling saddle sore
All he could think “I need a cool drink.
I need a good woman and more”.

There was southern hospitality he’d never seen before
They welcomed him into the local bar
With a bottle of bourbon and a home cooked meal
He felt like a movie star. 
Soon the bottle was dry 
His head rolled back, and he closed his eyes
Few have walked in the drifter’s shoes
He’d crossed many lines so many times 
Life could be good to a few.

Well, the mist fell down on the old ghost town
As he closed his eyes and fell asleep
It’s more than in his head
It’s more than what he thought and said- skin deep

The drifter he woke on the morning sunrise
He turned and opened his eyes
Looking through the haze of an empty glass
He saw to his surprise
The bar was empty, not a soul in sight
He raised to his feet then looked down the street
He was on his own felt shivers to his bones
Was it all in his mind? Was it all in his head?
Were they visions he had in that ghost town?

One thousand miles from Texas

The drifter

The Drifter

For the joy of acoustic instruments.

I wrote this when I turned 35 and moved to the UK.
So grateful to have my good friend Johnson joining me - this really feels like a sweet acoustic jam, JR (@johnson-ramm)

JR: added guitars and added vocals
Me: vox, guitars, harmonica and other stuff

Middle of Life (Brian Peters)

I'm in the middle of life
So much has passed
I'm only 35
Save the best for last
Hey, riding through the middle of life

I'm in the middle of love
And I'm settling down
I can't get enough
It goes and comes around
Hey, riding through the middle of love

I'm in the middle of the world
Between the east and the west
And I'm riding the curve
Between the bad and the best
Hey, riding in the middle of the world

I'm in the middle of life
So much has gone
I'm only 35
But I'm moving on
Hey, riding through the middle of life

Middle of Life (w Johnson Ramm)

You were wrong when you said goodbye
You were wrong when you left me high and dry

Now I've got nothing / I am nothing
Now I am no one / I've got no one
Now I am broken / It's all broken down
Now I am free

I Am Free

Dear listener, Feel free to leave comments and I'll try to reply.

I've been making music for around 15 years now but because of the wonderfully generous community that is SC, I have learned so much in a short time. I look forward to learning even more by collaborating. 
I suppose my strengths are in lyric-writing and singing. I feel fortunate to have been able to work with some stunning compositions by some very talented SCers.

My very best to you, Mark

Some links to recent Continental Collision streaming sites, etc are available below:

Boring Town - Continental Collision (with Dave McKeown) - Now on Spotify/Bandcamp

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