Right Love, Wrong Time

Good song about something we like to make fun of and hate every year. ;) Enjoy! You will.

"Taxes", written by Keith Shetterly Copyright 2010 2025. All Rights Reserved. (songwriter demo)

Guitarist Steve de Clifford
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Moving On... Again

Do you ever think back to the house you grew up in or the family who raised you? This song is about those moments—the warmth, the little routines, and the people who helped shape who we are. It’s a reflection on the love and lessons that still echo in our lives, long after we’ve moved on.

The Home That Raised Me

Break the ice ‘neath this lonesome sky,
Bite the bullet, let my old heart cry.
Costs an arm to roam this rugged land,
No cuttin’ corners with a drifter’s hand.
Hit the sack when the campfire’s low,
Come rain or shine, where the wild winds blow.
A penny for thoughts, but they’re all I own,
Actions speak louder when you’re ridin’ alone.  


Break the ice ‘neath this lonesome sky,

Beautiful

https://www.youtube.com/@VanGotravels

"There’s something about Texas… the sky, the scars, the stories — they don’t fade. They just ride with you."

Rollin tires on a red dirt road
Sun sinking low where the Mesquites grow
FM on, got a lonesome tune
Chasing the light like a prairie moon
Cracks in the windshield, stories in the scars
Still feel the pull of them old dive bars

Ghost towns whisper through the sage and wire
The wind knows my name, so does the fire
Dust of the Lone Star coats my boots
As I pass old churches and roadside fruits
I left, but this place never left me
It’s in my bones, my blood, my legacy

And I ride, like a flame through the wind
Tryna find where my soul begins
From Amarillo plains to the Gulf Coast tide
I’m just a shadow of a boy who tried
To outrun the past but not the land
I carry this dust like a brand
Yeah, I carry this dust… of the Lone Star land

I’ve slept in vans and roadside parks
Counted stars and chased my spark
Shared firelight tales with strangers wide-eyed
With Lourdes singing by the riverside
Each town’s a page in my traveling song
Texas taught me where I belong

And I ride, like a flame through the wind
Tryna find where my soul begins
From Amarillo plains to the Gulf Coast tide
I’m just a shadow of a boy who tried
To outrun the past but not the land
I carry this dust like a brand
Yeah, I carry this dust… of the Lone Star land

Mama said, “Don’t forget where you’re from,
Even when you’re broke or on the run.”
That voice still echoes through the pines,
With every mile, I rewind time...

And I ride, with the wind at my back
Still haunted by those railroad tracks
From west-side towns to border skies
This state still owns my alibi
I ain’t no saint, but I understand
I was forged in the fire of Lone Star land
Yeah, I carry this dust…
I carry this dust…
Of the Lone Star land

Vango Travels

Dust of the Lone Star(HD)

Dr. Foss strips it down to the bone.
“Ain’t no pattern, ain’t no plan” is a bare country confession for the ones wandering without a map.

No chorus. No fix.
Just feeling. Just truth.
For anyone who ever looked up and thought:
This can’t be it… can it?

Ain’t No Pattern, Ain’t No Plan

A track about my sons and I not speaking for years and how I wish it could be different and that I wish there was a Use By date on forgiveness.

Use By Date

Everyone believes what they hear on the news but refuse to look just a little bit deeper bacause its too hard.

In The Light

His Endless Love

I think, therefor I am
A little insight of me, growing up I have always loved music, love songs were my go to, bit of a romantic I guess, in time i learned to play really basic keyboard and followed by the electronic age, fell in love with rhythm thus ended up with a set of drums of which I haven't played in some time, as technology came to pass I started playing with PC studio mixing desks, lets jump 15 years to today and now we have AI, before you throw all your toys out of the cot because of AI for me it has enable me to create the sounds I love, the message and the feel, there are a few listeners whom are adamant that AI is bad, then if that's the case then throw away your phone, PC, TV or maybe you or a loved one in hospital etc, nearly basically anything electronic, so please don't  condemn me for creating my music, most of what I try to make pallet able music  to the ear, there are some crazy stuff but it just me experimenting, all in all I just got tired of listening to the radio and decided to create me own, I thank you to all my listeners and followers, lov ya all.

Moving On... Again

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