Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone so. Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Godin Electric Guitar Rhythm. Horn Section, Trumpet,  Alto, Tenor & Baritone Saxophones. Trap Drum kit Full set. Percussion Congas, Bongos, Cow Bell. Ago go Bells. Zildjan 22" Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Cannery Row

Beal Street Junction

odron(demo)

It's just not funny anymore, the conspiracy theories..the hate filled blogs and social media posts..the absurd rhetoric that passes for political discussion these days
It is hard enough for people to get along as it is (for reasons that are not clear to me) but this background noise is making it impossible to survive.

To quote John Prine "it don't make no sense that common sense don't make no sense no more"

lyrics

superman is made of steel
batman has his batmobile
spider man is fast as lightning
yea their powers are really frightening
but there is one who tops them all
Someone more powerful I can't recall
Someone with no thoughts at all
we call him stupid man

super eyes that can clearly see
to the tip of his pointed nose
super ears that clearly hear all the voices in his head
nerves of steel.no remorse no sense of fear at all
since he doesn't;t know what he's got
he is not afraid to lose it all

there is no truth he can't defeat
by stomping it with his feet
there is no lie that's so far gone
that he can't embrace and sing its song
lizards in the White House
democrats drink baby blood
the moon's not. real its a laboratory
the earth is as flat as can be

King Kong pounds his mighty chest
Godzilla roars out his fiery breath
but stupid man can top them all
he bellows out his rage to all
cause someone told him this was bad
and someone told him that was worse
he doesn't take the time to think
his eyes are shut so he doesn't blink

don't bother him with truth or facts
things for trivial pursuit
He 's busy saving the world from everything that's not like him

so fight on fight on stupid man
until there is no one left but you
then you can learn to fear yourself
and bring an end to this crazy talk

Mighty stupid man

The remains of love cherish every  moment.

All That Remains

Jumping Fish Competition

Life just kind of got in the way.  
You put those dreams on the shelf for another day.
You thought you’d get around to doing
all those things on your bucket list.
But lately it feels like you’re running out of time
 and you’ve got this urge to lay it on the line.
You tell yourself you’re going to do it, but then you hear this voice in your head.
Making up excuses for why you should take the easy road instead.

Sometimes the answers aren’t in a book
Sometimes you gotta leap before you look
Sometimes you gottta take a shot and let the chips fall where they may.
Sometimes you gotta pick up your bat and give it a really big swing.
Sometimes you gotta get up on that stage and open your mouth and sing

It feels like nobody’s on your side
You wish you had someone with whom you could confide
You’re afraid if you tell people what you’re trying to achieve you’ll seem delusional
You tell yourself that even though you’re no longer a young pup
That doesn’t mean you should take off your hat and hang it up

Time has a way of passing by quicker than you think
We all share the same ultimate fate
You’d better do it before it’s too late
You can keep making excuses or you can try to get something done
Even if you don’t succeed, you can try to make the journey fun

Sometimes the answers aren’t in a book
Sometimes you gotta leap before you look
Sometimes you gottta take a shot and let the chips fall where they may.
Sometimes you gotta pick up your bat and give it a really big swing.
Sometimes you gotta get up on that stage and open your mouth and sing

No Excuses

Lyrics
[verse]
Easy Does It---too smooth/ another groove-
Bottom line ---another jam/ now watch the move
Turn a blank page ---straight in-to a masterpiece
A HipHop feast----Practice-- rehearse---and unleash a beast
------No if —-and or buts----not even a maybe 
 I tend to rhyme a lot ---it's in the bag baby
An awareness of what's ---about to go down
Never careless -----and seldom ----ever wrong
Never the less------I'm here ——-so Let's---throw it down
My blueprint----- my process-----so sing along
pump up the volume ---let's do it like that
Don't really matter as a matter of fact
As long as you're rocking by the end of the track
Level one up------Cruising like a Cadillac

[verse]
so many rhymes --------written-------------- styles bitten 
Tracks so sick --- they'll leave you ------------bed ridden
Word play--------written-----with ------------shadow--rhyme hidden 
visions-----That occur------with ------------lethal--precision
--------insight for dayzzz-----------experience that pays
you'll be amazed------------rhyme after rhyme--phrase after phrase---
-----how the hell he do that------and the-------  message conveys ---
cohesion on the track--------I'm-a---set it ----ablaze
Another--Track ----turnt----up------Set this one on---------re-plays

[verse]
This ain't no illusion—-no trick, no mirage
I'm crafting the hits—-like I'm the rap Sarge
Line after line—-I speak the hard truths
Old school grinds from my early youth
Sharp as a tack—-with flows that stick
A verbal attack—-slick quick pic
In this game of words—-I'm the king, no debate
Got bars for days—-stack them up, heavyweight
I ride these beats—-got 'em begging for mercy
Half poet, half prophet—-lyrically wordy——————————

odron(demo)

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