Everything about this is superb…a fine sentiment, sir.

Awesome slide and vocals Steve. Wonderful musical freedom. Nice pic.... as the clouds pass by.

Sometimes it's GOOD to revisit the past. Diggin' it!

Driftin'

Got Me Wrong

Acoustic and electric lead guitars, lap steel, harmony vocals– Robert "Buck" Wilburn
Lead vocal, rhythm acoustic guitar, keyboards, harmony vocal– David Partridge

Words and music by Robert C. Wilburn
Produced for Blue Window Media Inc. by David Partridge
Photograph by Robert C. Wilburn

He Could Fix Anything 

Old man lived at the edge of town 
On a broken down farm
Had a picture of Jesus Christ 
Burned right into his arm
CHORUS:
He could fix anything;
Make a seized engine run
He could fix anything under the sun

Had a daughter that ran away 
For the big city scene
Not sure where she was heading for 
But sure knew where she'd been
Repeat CHORUS

Then one day a letter came 
And the old man’s face went pale
'Cause he could fix anything 
But not what came in the mail 

Next day he packed his workin' tools; 
Threw them into his ride
Took a look around; struck a match 
Then just walked back inside
Repeat CHORUS

HE COULD FIX ANYTHING

First Of July (Demo)

Darkness, a black sky dotted with stars, dreaming, alone,

Darkness - Instrumental

Don "Zorro of Sorrow" McCarthy– dobro
Howard Rabkin– bass
David Partridge– vocals, acoustic guitar, keyboards
Produced by David Partridge for Blue Window Media Inc.
Words and music by David Partridge

ANOTHER FLIGHT OF STAIRS
We had an understanding
Did I misunderstand?
I packed these bags, I took your word
Across this storied land.
Until I read the latest chapter;
The paper fell like stone.
The coal black ink began to sink,
Tattooed me to the bone.
I feel a little foolish, you caught me unawares---
I was dragging your old suitcase up 
Another flight of stairs.

I know you send your love, dear
I’m sure it will arrive
I guess for just one instant you
Forgot I was alive.
And I’m sure you meant to write me
But this story came unsigned.
You closed your eyes, you grabbed the ring,
I guess you stole me blind.
That’s just the way I read it, I can’t say I was there---
I was dragging your old suitcase up 
Another flight of stairs.

BRIDGE: The pen’s a mighty instrument and faith is mighty thin
When your eyes are open and the headline plunges in.
It’s a sorry tale, I’m sorry that it’s true.
Does the word “betrayal” mean anything to you?

I feel like unclaimed baggage, the fabled fool who cares---
‘Cause I’m still dragging your old suitcase up 
Another flight of stairs.

ANOTHER FLIGHT OF STAIRS

if you never listen

Andrix Mental Orchestra - Because It Is

Don "Zorro of Sorrow" McCarthy– acoustic guitar, cigar box slide guitar
David Partridge - Vocals, keyboards, percussion
Nathan McCarthy– Bass guitar
Produced in Nova Scotia by David Partridge for Blue Window Media Inc.
Words and music by David Partridge
New 2022 mix

LET MY SORROW
Let my sorrow rise up salty, 
Flood my skin until it’s cold  
Vanish in air, no longer haunt me. 
Give me peace with what I hold  
Let my moments rise up scary, 
Let my moments flow and dance
I am only a tributary flowing through my circumstance
 
I’ve seen heartbreak, I’m not sure that I’ve seen sin
There is evil, yes, but joy’s where we begin. (Shall we begin?)
Let this summer sun dispense a
Joyous light that burns ‘til fall
Flatter the heat like a cicada, sing out like a cardinal
Let my dreaming rise up lawless
Let my dreaming burst and race
 ‘Til the sky, so blue and flawless, tints the tributary’s face.

I’ve seen better, I just hope I won’t see worse
Bring a flashlight into each soul’s universe. (Universe)
Let my sorrows turn to vapour, 
Fashion my longing into verse
Fading like ink on sodden paper– drawing a blessing from the curse.
Let my sorrow rise up salty, flood my skin until it’s cold  
Vanish in air, no longer haunt me, 
Give me peace with what I hold.

SORROW RISE UP 2022

New Mix as of January 6, 2018 featuring Robert Darlington on lead guitar.

Parallel Lives, for 2017 and 2018. All tracks me except for lead guitar by Robert Darlington of Translator. 

Recorded at Witcraft Manor.New lead tracks and this mix January 5, 2018.

Drums, bass, two acoustic rhythms, two electric rhythms, lead guitar by Bob Darlington and vocal. 

PARALLEL LIVES

Ain’t it amazin’ all the people I meet online
But people I see out on the street
Won’t look me in the eye
You tell me we’ve seen better days
As we watch it all slip away
I know. That ain’t no lie
It’s like we’re livin’ in parallel lives

Every night it gets a little bit darker inside
I rock myself, I knock myself out
And I wake up terrified
I read all your thought balloons
Comin’ from the other room’s WiFi
‘Talking to ourselves in parallel lines

CHORUS:
Every day we go our separate ways
And then we wonder why
Everybody got mean and distant inside
Ain’t it great in these United States now
You hear it far and wide
Everybody’s livin’
In the Great Divide

INSTRUMENTAL VERSE
Now why don’t you tell me where we’re goin’ from here
Are we livin’ too well, are we goin’ to hell
Before we just disappear
One thing that’s clear to me as
These algorithims of destiny unwind
It’s like we’re living in parallel times

CHORUS
Every day we go our separate ways
And then we wonder how
Everybody got a chip on their shoulder somehow
Ain’t it great in these United States now
You hear it far and wide
Everybody’s livin’
In the Great Divide

Ain’t it amazin’ all the people I meet online
But people I see out on the street
Won’t look me in the eye
You tell me we’ve seen better days
As we watch it all slip away
I know. That ain’t no lie
It’s like we’re livin’ in parallel lives

Driftin'

Steve Ambroise

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