Unreleased from 'Home'; sessions, 2016. Recorded and mixed by Sean Flora for ©Steven Wilkinson Music ©Omega Fish Music

Wilkinson Blades 'Give it Some Time' Unreleased Outtake

Steve Wilkinson - Alcohol

Mountain

Gravelpit 'I Don't Know' 1994, Schizophonic Records

Cover of Tommy James/Joan Jett Crimson & Clover. Recorded as a gift for a friend.
Bonnie Veronica: Vocals
Elija Green: backing vocals
Kirk Larsen: Guitar, Bass, Drums

Crimson and Clover

Sometimes we  have fresh new faces on the scene come to the Artichoke Music Café, and sometimes we welcome musicians who have been around the block a time or two. People who have long-time fans but who have never stopped evolving and discovering new music within them.
Steve Wilkinson was in Gravelpit and Mission 5 and his current band Wilkinson Blades, but he’s releasing his first solo album Truth or Consequences, recorded over eight days with producer Rob Stroup in Truth or Consequences New Mexico. 
Want the truth? When we started rolling I got his name wrong.  What a dope. I’m leaving it in.

Steve Wilkinson on his first solo album Coffeeshop Conversations #405

Working demo -

Written by Steve Wilkinson
Arranged by Steve Wilkinson and David Lane

Steve Wilkinson - Drums, Guitar, Vocals.
David Lane - Guitars, Bass



What Could Go Wrong

"An American in Japan"

Music written and performed by F Alex Johnson
Words by F Alex Johnson and Shawn Berkeley (https://soundcloud.com/shawn-berkeley)
Artwork: F Alex Johnson

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Lyrics:

If you could leave
Where would you go
As if we even have that option
Anymore

I’m almost sorry to say

But I will be right over here
A day ahead and yet
So far behind the times


I can see through my clear umbrella
That the sky hasn’t changed 
Though there’s a lot I’m trying to forget
I’m dying to 
reset as the crows 
Call to me

The rust-red pail 
At every door
To spite a fire 
Such a lonely old eyesore  
And a bit just like me

Blackened alley
Smoke and chances
Drifting in and out of trances
Back to sleep

I can see through my clear umbrella
That the sky hasn’t changed 
Though there’s a lot I’m trying to forget
I’m dying to 
reset as the crows 
Call to me

If I were to even die here
It would be too easy  
My body slung over
An old guitar
I can only pretend
To play for today


I welcome all your sunshine stares
Electric circuits made between the velvet chairs
On the last lonely train
I’m either on it
Or I’m singing at some 
All night karaoke bar again

I can see through my clear umbrella
That the sky hasn’t changed 
Though there’s a lot I’m trying to forget
I’m dying to 
reset as the crows 
Call to me

But they don’t know
I have to go
And yet the still call to me


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