A compilation of songs that keep me in touch with a beat, clear my head and remind me that Rock&Roll has a  purpose.
These were all recorded LIVE (mistakes and all)on my old 8-track Roland Boss.

1   Blinded By The Light

3   Bogart Style

This song is a cry of the heart  .  . and to embrace the possibilities of love, and to reject the selfish, greedy instincts

6    Here And Now

This character from ancient myth is complex - is he stubborn, unaware, defiant, defeated?
Is he the modern anti-hero? The person who keeps going, no matter what  . . ?

10  Sisyphus

My slightly ironic tribute to " the common man"! 
The title is a reference to efforts in the past.

The last track in this album of songs with a beat! LOL!
Turn Turn Turn

Everyman, Justice – Justice for every man!

1
I turn to the North, I burn in ice.
I turn to the South, I’m burned alive.
So I light a fire and open a door –
life is short, don’t wanna suffer no more.

2
I turn to the East, it’s far too bright.
I turn to the West, not enough light.
So I pull the blinds and open a door –
life is short, don’t wanna suffer no more.

Chorus
One of a kind, you can count on me –
I’ll give you my vote, give prosperity.
I more I thrive, the more I strive.
I am the salt of the earth, just look in my eye.
I am the gospel of all that prevails –
Justice for Everyman’s weighed in my scales
and nothing is gonna change!

3
No religion on the factory floor,
no religion at my front door.
The turnstiles take one at a time –
no other reason gonna change my mind.

Chorus

11  Turn Turn Turn

A new collection of songs called Rodeo Rules  -  about dealing with separation, felt in different situations.

1   Wait For Me

The title track of this collection - I hope you enjoy my revelation of how I feel while singing/talking to myself  .  .  .

Rodeo Rules
Salt on my lips, unhealed scars,
fighting with myself, Tequila wars.
When cowboys get it wrong
they cut and run
and hold onto the smoking gun.

Chorus
Rodeo rules, get back on, you fool,
make the same mistake all over again –
you can’t tell the bull from the pain.

You don’t cry in your beer,
you bite your tongue when no-one’s near.
You laugh out loud when some-one falls
and you don’t return your missed calls.

Chorus

Middle
And that is how it has always been,
broken dreams, broken bones  –
living hard to win the crowd
when falling hard is all that’s allowed.

Chorus

2   Rodeo Rules

Dead or Alive

I’m a stopped watch at your front porch,
Radio’s on, Brad of course,
got time on my hands, tapping the wheel,
can’t wait to tell you how I feel.

I’ve hand-braked U-turns on a 2-lane stretch,
running from the law you know about that . . 
drove no-lights blind through midnight crossroads –
I guess I wanna forget about that.

Chorus
From the man-in-the-moon to the dogs in the street,
they all know what happens when we meet.
Hands up, you take my breath away,
dead or alive, I’m yours . . 
so take me  . . Take me alive.

Solo
	Chorus
Solo

I’ve turned 180 on my old self,
chasing hangovers through wild crazy nights . . . 

Chorus
Hands up, you take my breath away,
dead or alive, I’m yours . . 
so take me  . . Take me alive.  X2

3   Dead Or Alive

Lockdown Love

We raised hell (in a one-bed flat)
drove them crazy (we didn’t care about that).
They banged the walls all because 
we lived like there’s no tomorrow and nothing gives.

Was it your  . . . 
rag-doll love (blank staring eyes)
chasing a dream (in freeze-frame screams)
or my change of job (to change the scene) 
big mistake in lockdown and nothing gives?

Tracks laid down but in this heat
they buckle and grind and they don’t meet.
Love is a train wreck as it happens –
will you walk away as if it’s nothing?
Everything’s in place but nothing fits –
twisted words always start the fight.
A once perfect circle, now a perfect square –
	each of us is wrong ‘cos both of us is right.

SOLO

Chasing a dream has brought us to our knees
but no kinda prayer can fix this.

Everything’s in place but nothing fits –
and twisting words don’t make them fit.
A once perfect circle, now a perfect square.
Each of us is wrong ‘cos both of us is right.
Each of us is wrong ‘cos both of us is right.

4   Lockdown Love

Just A Hook

Friday night, gonna hit the town,
Uber on call, got my best shirt on –
you’re just a hook in a sad song
and I don’t care that much how you done me wrong.

Half of me is glad that you’re gone,
the other half feels nothing at all
but I’ll lighten up with a coke and rum,
I’ll burn it off like I’ve already won.

Chorus
We were young and could not get enough
of the fire of a full-on crazy love.
And I believed in every word you said,
take-it-or-leave-it was never in my head.

Gonna chase down the night
thro’ every bar and honky-tonk –
find amazing grace in the face
of everybody who wants to dance.

Solo

Pre-Chorus
I’ll  be high getting over you
like shooting fish in a barrel.

Chorus

5   Just A Hook

No 6 song in my album Rodeo Rules - but this time about a much older man dealing with his grief.

Last Man Standing
John and his wife lived and loved
JD on ice in their Tequila sunset.
He never thought twice about the price
with every shot in every bar
in that god-fearing town.

Now he’s getting wasted, letting go of her,
no matter what he says ‘bout Custer’s last stand –
he’s pitched his flag in the juke-box light
and rages at the God who took her from him.

He’s the last man standing, putting off to-night
what’s gonna floor him tomorrow –
the last man standing with all his pain
whiskey is never gonna put right again –
the last man standing, in the pouring rain.

Now he don’t know the time of day,
he’s a big wave crashing on a winter shore.
With every glass that hits his lips,
he still thinks she’ll walk in through that open door.
	When they buried her
	in that hill-top grave
	and the people walked away . . . 

He's the last man standing, putting off to-night,
what’s gonna floor him tomorrow –
the last man standing with all his pain
whiskey is never gonna put right again –
the last man standing, in the pouring rain.

6   Last Man Standing

Got This Feeling

Got this feeling, grips my mind,
Wanna slide down the shower-wall sometimes.

People split, different states of mind,
And leave their ring and keys behind.

And your life becomes a word
On the tip of nobody’s tongue.

No tool-box can fix this wrong –
You’re just a prisoner in the tower of song.

The only by-pass for where you’ve been before
Is the 2-way traffic inside your door.

So talk it up, don't talk it down –
Yesterday's a trick, like the tears of a clown.

Hope and despair both lay their claim
But in the end only love sustains.

And this is all I have to say –
Tomorrow won’t come if you stand in its way.

7   Got This Feeling

With a change of photo comes a change of point-of-view . . .

8   The Meaning Of Life

Second last track in this collection - heading towards a new beginning . .

9    An Old Suitcase And Me

The last song in this sequence - one of hope and looking forward.
I have always written in a batch of ten songs, moving from confusion to a better way of seeing things. It has served me well. 
But now I am going to stop and wait and see what turns up without asking . . Keep safe all. See you later.

10  New Light Now

Hello Sound Clouders! 
I hope you are all well and safe in these very difficult times.

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