Storm‑soaked southern rock anthem | Epic guitar solo & highway grit | New 2025 release

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[Verse 1]
Drop the rent in the mailbox ’fore the frost can bite the wire,
Kick that John-Deere into howlin’, carve the rows like razor fire.
If a whistle in the dark hauls me clean beyond the pine,
Hang my hat on Mama’s porch—let that brim define the line.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.
[Verse 2]
Pass the skillet Sunday evenin’, gravy fogs the windowpane,
Swap tall tales with your brother till the blues back-off the chain.
When the dogwoods blaze like lanterns, drag a hook where catfish grin,
Keep your heart a loaded six-gun—don’t let sorrow settle in.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.
[Bridge]
Love you fierce as river gospel, proud as thunder off the ridge;
Hear my voice in every fiddle when the lonely hits the bridge.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.

Secrets in the Rolling Storm

Recorded at Studio 15 by fabiano matiolla
fabiano matiolla - All guitars, bass, keyboards and drum samples...
Studio ID - Vocals
Release Date: 2025-07-23

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► Lyrics ◄
Everything at the right level
Balance is natural
It's what keeps you standing
What makes you run
Makes you sit, makes you think

When something is wrong
In imbalance you fall
Like the moon in the sky
Your mind orbits your heart
Levels your tide
Low tide, high tide

No one is happy all the time
Respect the natural
Everything comes and goes
The turn that the day makes
The good air to breathe

In the night that does good
The dream in the good sleep
The difficulties that life brings
At the level of peace
Balance is made
#Rock  #balance #Peace #Respect

Balance

Words and music written by Bartley Charles Mastin
Performance by Bartley Charles Mastin - All instruments and vocals.
Copyright 2025 All Rights Reserved

Tuning: Double Drop B
Instruments: Acoustic guitar, Slide Guitar, Bass, Shaker, Tambourine, Earbud can, Harmonica, Triple Maracas, Cowbell.

Lyrics:
I am the man they call Sue Monday
I used to ride in Tennessee
They finally caught me on a Sunday
Now they gonna crucify me

I’m gonna be dancin’ 
On nothing at all

Caught me some red legs down in Georgia
Where they been burnin’ down the mills
They had our sisters in their saddles
And I got me four and twenty kills

Yeah they were dancin’ 
On nothing at all

And I made it right
Yeah I made it right
And I made it right right right right

She must be wonderin’ where I am now
She must be lookin’ for me
But I’m locked up in Louisville, Kentucky
And they are never gonna set me free free free

I’m gonna be dancin’ 
On nothing at all

And I made it right
Yeah I made it right
And I made it right right right right





Historical References:
https://www.counterpunch.org/2020/12/25/i-am-the-man-they-call-sue-mundy-civil-war-kentuckys-female-confederate-guerrilla/

https://www.womenhistoryblog.com/2014/05/exile-of-the-roswell-mill-women.html

Note: The phrase "dancin' on nothin'" is an archaic or idiomatic expression that means to be hanged or executed by hanging.

Red Legs - https://civilwaronthewesternborder.org/encyclopedia/red-legs

Youtube Podcast by Ron Coddington from Military Images Magazine:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QrMToQTdAAw



Dancin' on Nothin'

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Harmonica solo. Trumpet solo. Hammond B3 Electric Organ Rhythm. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Acoustic Standup Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Full Drum set kit. Percussion Full Tree Chimes, Zildjain 22" Crash & Ride Cymbal, Tambourine.

Blues Street

Bluez it out

Distraint to the World

This song was song born from a childhood memory that my friend @DJShAnkAri shared with me. As a child, she sometimes felt like a little “indigo soul,” drifting outside the world everyone else seemed to live in. She remembers moments of floating above her bed, eyes tightly closed, seeing everything stretched far away as if she were traveling somewhere else—an experience that made her feel like a freak and deeply misunderstood.

I wrote this song from her perspective, capturing that sense of lonely wonder and the quiet pain of being different, but also the beauty of a soul awakening to her own gifts. It begins in the fragile melancholy of childhood, then grows in intensity and hope as she embraces the magic within her—transforming from the lonely girl who thought she was strange into the extraordinary woman DJ and astrologer she is today.

“Indigo Skies” is about finding light in your uniqueness, even if it takes years to see it.


LYRICS:

[Intro]
I was floating…
Above my bed…
Eyes closed tight…
Afraid to see the world too far…
Afraid to see myself…

[Verse 1]
As a kid, I drifted where the walls couldn’t follow,
Suspended in silence, my room felt hollow.
They said it was nothing, just a dream I made,
But my soul was wandering where shadows played.

I told my parents, told my grandma too,
They nodded with worry, like they knew what to do.
Ophthalmologist lights in my eyes that burned,
But no one could see where my spirit turned.

[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes closed tight, I wouldn’t let ‘em see,
The world stretched out, felt so far from me.
Heartbeats loud in a galaxy of thought,
I felt like a freak, but I know I was not…

[Chorus]
Indigo skies, carry me high,
I was a child they couldn’t define.
Floating alone, afraid to be seen,
Living a life between waking and dream.

[Verse 2]
Three years ahead in a world that was slow,
Buried in books, where my true self would glow.
Reading all day while the playground spun,
My body on Earth, but my mind on the run.

A little indigo, out of place in the crowd,
Feeling too quiet, feeling too loud.
They said I was different, they said I was strange,
But deep in my soul I could feel the change.

[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes closed tight, I wouldn’t let ‘em see,
The world stretched out, felt so far from me.
Heartbeats loud in a galaxy of thought,
I felt like a freak, but I know I was not…

[Chorus]
Indigo skies, carry me high,
I was a child they couldn’t define.
Floating alone, afraid to be seen,
Living a life between waking and dream.

[Verse 3]
Then I rose like the sun through the fog in my mind,
Aries fire burning, leaving fear behind.
Left my parents’ house, I began to create,
I learned that my stars were the hands of fate.

What was once a burden became my gift,
Astrology showed me the cosmic shift.
From a lonely child to a guiding light,
Indigo soul in the velvet night.

[Bridge]
I felt like a freak, but I now call it flight,
The colors of my soul lit up the night.
Every tear, every page, every shadowed scar,
Led me here to show who we really are.

[Chorus]
Indigo skies, carry me high,
I was a child they couldn’t define.
Floating alone, afraid to be seen,
Living a life between waking and dream.

Indigo skies, I’m not afraid,
The freak I felt like then is the life I’ve made.
Floating no more, my feet on the ground,
My voice is astrology and my DJ sound.

[Outro]
I was floating…
Above my bed…
Eyes closed tight…
But now I see…
Indigo skies



Indigo Skies

No one knows what they’re doing
Don’t believe everything you think
Some things aren’t worth pursuing
Don’t believe everything you think
Feelings aren’t facts
They’re weapons of mass distraction
Holding on won’t change the past
You can win the game by not playing
Complaining won’t change the past
You can win the game by not playing
Don’t believe everything you think
No one knows what they’re doing
Don’t believe everything you think
Some things aren’t worth pursuing
Don’t believe everything you think
If everything around you is darkness, you may be the light
If everything around you is darkness, you may be the light
If everything around you is darkness, you may be the light

Don't Believe Everything You Think

Dream Bubble

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Alto Saxophone solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano Solo. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Electric Organ Rhythm. Drums Full kit Set. Percussion Tambourine, Chimes Mark Tree. Zildjain 22" Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Big Sur

Home Town Bluez

Amorsad

Upbeat, inspirational track inspired by living in the village in the sky – Kuranda – in Far North Queensland, Australia.

Kuranda Life

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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!”

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