Country blues fusion, twangy guitar, mournful harmonica, slow waltz tempo

No More

Lost Echo

Heartstrings V

Heartstrings IV

Heartstrings III

Heartstrings II

Heartstrings I

Heartland Blues

Heartbreak

Heartbreak Waltz

Harmonica Sway

Autumn Chimes At Sunset

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[Verse 1]
Sunrise sneaks in through a cracked-up blind,
Clock keeps talkin’ like a partner in crime.
Pocket’s just a canyon where the echoes play,
But the night’s old riff still begs me to stay.
[Chorus]
I’ve got miles of minutes drivin’ wild and free,
But my cash is caught in some melody.
So crank that open road inside my head—
Long on time, short on coin, let the backbeat raise the dead.
[Verse 2]
Sidewalk prophets preach about silver and gold,
While my denim dreams are wearin’ thin and cold.
Empty-cup coffee and a phantom parade,
Still I ride the thunder that cheap guitars made.
[Chorus]
I’ve got miles of minutes drivin’ wild and free,
But my cash is caught in some melody.
So crank that open road inside my head—
Long on time, short on coin, let the backbeat raise the dead.
[Verse 3]
Moonlight circus on a back-alley stage,
Serenade the shadows, let ’em rattle the cage.
Fortune’s just a rumor that the rich folks keep,
But I’m burnin’ hours like a riff I’ll never sleep.
[Chorus]
I’ve got miles of minutes drivin’ wild and free,
But my cash is caught in some melody.
So crank that open road inside my head—
Long on time, short on coin, let the backbeat raise the dead.

Clock Without a Coin

Traveller’s road tells the musical tale of a drifter yearning for a place to belong. The tunes of a nomad’s voyage where his liberation in solitude delivers unknown perils, endless futures, and the realisation that the tetherless journey is itself home.

Forever's horizon

Forever's horizon - TR 10

The rivers we've crossed

The rivers we've crossed - TR 11

The Unforgiving Mountains

The Unforgiving Mountains - TR 3

A haunting swamp blues song about ghost voices, buried sins, and the cursed echoes of Widow Esther’s Well.

WIDOW ESTHERS WELL

Found an old locket in a jar of rusty rain,
Carved with her name on a bloodstained chain.
Ground gave a sigh when the angels cried
Evil shadows danced with arms open wide
Ain’t no resurrection happenin' down there
Riders in the darkness below don't care

Bloody sins buried in widow Esther's well
Whispers heard far below
Her evil past stays buried deep
Things man ain’t meant to know
Creatures she birthed under red hot coals
Will never, ever let you go yeah

Cold bayou wind don't belong here
Blows in through cypress trees
Moon hangs low and listens
To secrets you can't see
Our tortured world don't know what's real.
Evil spirits won't let it be

Bloody sins buried in widow Esthers well
Whispers heard far below
Her evil past stays buried deep
Things man ain’t meant to know.
Creatures she birthed down under red hot coals
Will never ever let you go.

A cold voice whispered, I've been waitin’ for you
My blood ran dry when Esther's spell was cast
Bringing back pain from my tortured past

Ain’t no holy water down there
Just sins we know too well
Let the earth keep what she gave us
And prayers save us from hell
Some things best stay lost forever,
Buried in widow Esthers well.
Amen


Widow Esther's Well

A popular Mexican folk song played on multiple harmonicas by Peter Madcat Ruth, and multiple percussion instruments played by Ruben Alvarez

La Cucaracha

A slow-burning Americana blues protest track calling out corruption, foreign influence, and betrayal at the highest levels. Foreign Agent Blues weaves gritty guitar riffs, steady backbeat, and haunting harmonica with lyrics that pull no punches — exposing shadowy deals, stolen trust, and a nation sold to the highest bidder. In the tradition of protest anthems, it’s a song to make you think, and a song to make you stand up.

Foreign Agent Blues

I am Johnny E. Lewis songwriter. Country music is all about telling a story and that’s at the core of what I do. I believe that music should be relevant and speak truthfully to the human condition and hope that my songs melodies captivate and that my lyrics take you on a journey. Most importantly, I trust you enjoy my songs as much as I enjoyed creating them. 

If you are a publishing company, label or artist that is interested in one of my songs please contact me at rantandlewismusic@gmail.com.

All lyrics, music and audio recordings are copyrighted and registered with the United States Copyright Office and Library of Congress and all proprietary ownership rights will be enforced.

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Rock n roll has been a fun ride but for now county is calling the soul once again. You can easily navigate genres in the Playlist section.

Strumming their way through heartbreak, hilarity, and highway hijinks, The Artificial Home Wreckers are a country rock band like no other. Born from a chance encounter at a roadside diner with a broken jukebox, these renegades of rhythm specialize in songs that sound like a wild Friday night and feel like a hungover Saturday morning.

Their music is a cocktail of twangy guitars, foot-stomping beats, and lyrics that toe the line between tragic and downright ridiculous. From ballads about exes who "borrowed" their truck (and forgot to return it) to anthems about that one unforgettable karaoke night gone horribly wrong, they’ve got a tune for every lovable misfit out there.

Catch them on tour (if their GPS actually works this time), and remember their motto: “Breaking homes one chorus at a time!”

Production Music Writer and Composer Russ Harris, born and raised in a musical spaceship laboratory near London. I create professionally recorded music and atonal soundscape experiments for a large range of productions including, tv, games, trailers and film. I'm also a producer for Loopmaster, my first release from them I the Epic Cinematic Percussion Pack - Drums Of Sparta, you can find it here http://www.loopmasters.com/genres/16-Drums/products/5799-Drums-Of-Sparta

Peter Madcat Ruth is a Grammy Award-winning virtuoso harmonica player based out of Ann Arbor, Michigan, USA. Madcat sings and plays Harmonica, ukulele, guitar, high-hat, jaw-harp, and other folk instruments from around the world.

Madcat's repertoire of styles includes Blues, American Roots Music, Folk Music, Jazz, and World Music.

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