G.B.C. - Waste Deep

Pleasure Jam

"Road Trip" is my song about reaching a breaking point after discovering a terrible family truth.  The refrain of the song is about jumping in the car and just driving away for a long, long time.  In the video, set in the 1950s, I jump into a red 1956 Ford Thunderbird convertible and head on down the road. Many people we all know have felt the urge to just say, "to hell with this" and want to find the courage to leave a toxic situation, so I am hopeful that the song and video will resonate with everyone on some level.  In the audio, the guitar solo represents the angst of the situation, the bridge represents the heartfelt desire to live without drama, and then the piano solo represents the release and calm while driving and leaving it all behind. This combination is uncommon so I hope you enjoy

Road Trip

Buy & Listen

Thicker than Water - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Original song written and performed by Indio Romero

Lyrics:
Hey could you pass the antidote? 
There's an infection in my torso
Traveled back a few million years
Went up into the stratosphere
So ambitiously troublesome
With a heart beating in slow motion
Swimming in a lake of gator tears
Can't turn back, I'm far too near
Let's get out
And escape
Lets get out
Up and away, we go
Falling embers and clouds of smoke
Painted skies and warm echoes
And though the daydream is easy to steer
The nightmare's turning crystal clear
Got an instinct and a taste of blood
Faith in dead bodies above
Got a prescription that'll kill your fears
Can't turn back 'cause I'm far too near 
Let's get out
And escape
Let's get out
Up and away we go
Let's get out
And escape
Let's get out
Up and away we go

Get Out

Up and Away (acoustic demo)

Succession of Zombie Apocalypses

The spring was here 
Clouds were away
Birds were singing 
You went away

You felt yourself 
Useless and vain
You smashed yourself 
Against a train

Easter was sad 
This year, my friend
I hope Christmas 
Will make the deal

You felt yourself 
Useless and vain
You smashed yourself 
Against a train

I'd lost your track 
For a little while
I found you back 
In a coffin

You left them all
Sad and empty
They loved you so
You didn't see

Easter was sad 
This year, my friend
I hope Christmas 
Will make the deal

You felt yourself 
Useless and vain
You smashed yourself 
Against a train

Easter was sad 
This year, my friend
I hope Christmas 
Will make the deal

You felt yourself 
Useless and vain
You smashed yourself 
Against a train

BOB

Rob Fletcher