This song started out many years ago as a novelty party spoof on blues. I would ad lib the lyrics and improvise an accompaniment on acoustic guitar which meant no two performances were ever the same. See Retrospection’s Facebook page for a sample.

Recently I decided to do a serious blues rock version and this current track has been inspired by the blues rock style of Eric Clapton and the licks by other blues artists. The lyrics still do contain just a little hint of the mischievous fun from the old party days.

Back Fence Blues

Gum

Grey ceilings
On a greyer sky
A backdrop 
To a future pride

Smother the feelings
Left with black and white
Locked away
With all the colors inside 

Walls peeling
Revealing the mind
Once unfeeling 
Now seeking the high

Varnish the bleeding
So the pain is disguised
Garnished and pretty
Are the colors assigned 


To you
By someone you knew
But the name slips your mind
...
Someone you knew
With a face undefined
...
You're summoned anew
With a soul undermined 
...
Repainted and primed
And remade in their image


Martyrs picked
From the production line
Read a script, oh
Line by line

Followers all
Contractually obliged
To be defined
By what they find
Yeah

Hoist the colors 
The Lords co-signed
The walls no longer
So black and white

Redesigned
As to fall in line 
Groom the bride
Now you're the brand new pride


Right in view
Someone you knew
But the name slips your mind
...
Someone you knew
With a face undefined
...
You're summoned anew
With a soul undermined 
...
Repainted and primed
And remade in their image


Glum...
Nowhere in mind left for you to 
Run...
You once thrived upon this Solace, now you're just 
Alone...
The paths you could have taken are now
Gone...
At the edge of your life, it's all now said and done!


For you
By someone you knew
But the name slips your mind
...
Someone you knew
With a face undefined
...
You're summoned anew
With a soul undermined 
...
Repainted and primed
And remade in their image


Glum...
Nowhere in your mind left for you to 
Run...
You once thrived upon this Solace, now you're just 
Alone...
The paths you could have taken are now
Gone...
At the edge of your life, it's all now said and done!


///////////2024

Glum

Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who’s the fairest of them all?
Tell me straight, don’t twist the truth
Is it me, or just my youth?

You shine me back, a crooked grin
Lines of time upon my skin
Eyes still bright but filled with doubt
What’s this thing they call "burnout"?

Oh, mirror, mirror, talk to me
Are they right, or can’t they see?
Am I fraud or something real?
Tell me what I’m supposed to feel

Mirror sighs, says, "Here we go
Same old dance, same old show
A mind so sharp, yet full of fear
Why won’t you trust what’s written here?"

Mirror, mirror, tell me true
Who to trust and what to do?
Voices pull from left and right
One says "stay," one says "fight."

Mirror laughs, its surface clear
"You trust your doubt but not what’s near
Your hands have built, your mind is true
Why’s that so hard to trust in you?"

Oh, mirror, mirror, I hear you now
A little late, but tell me how?
To trust the voice, to own my name
To stand up tall inside the frame

Mirror, mirror, on the wall
I ain't perfect, but I stand tall
Not the fairest, not the best
But I am me-and that’s my test
Not the fairest, not the best
But I know me-that’s my rest

Mirror, Mirror

Wishing

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/en-la-otra-orilla

En la otra orilla

En la orilla del dolor
sólo tienen frustración
y el anhelo de un mundo mejor.

En la orilla del placer
todo es poco hasta ser
el más fuerte y el que tenga el poder.

Estribillo

Desde la orilla se ve el fulgor
de la riqueza aupada en neón
que nutre la fe y la ilusión.
Todos se echan a la mar
porque piensan que tendrán
por fin un lugar para soñar.

----------------------

No se entiende que huir
del infierno es seguir
el instinto de sobrevivir.

Estribillo

Y se tienen que aguantar
si los quieren explotar
los mismos que los quieren echar.

On the other shore

On the shore of pain
they only have frustration
and the longing for a better world.

On the shore of pleasure
everything is too little until you are
the strongest and the one who has the power.

Chorus

From the shore you can see the glow
of wealth boosted in neon
that nourishes faith and illusion.
Everyone sets out to sea
because they think they will
finally have a place to dream.

----------------------

It is not understood that fleeing
from hell is following
the instinct to survive.

Chorus

And they have to put up with
if they want to exploit them
the same people who want to throw them out.

En la otra orilla (Feat. Hugo Iglesias Olmos)

City Lights

Fading Memories.mp3

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Out of Time

out of time

SPIRIT was a legenday club in Dortmund with a legendary DJ named Mimmi. A colourful compilation of night owls who had no reason to go home at night went there and stayed until the morning or slept in the toilets. Some of them would have baked eggs among the early truck drivers at the Großmarkt at 06:00. The music was loud, wild and heavy but always surprising because Mimmi was, devilishly smiling from behind the long black hair covering his eyes, standing at the record table. In those days, the word "Claudia" was sprayed all over town for years and years to be seen. Some were wondering who "Claudia" was and who sprayed it and why he took so much effort...  Your name was written down on a 1000 places, spread all over town, you left your traces...

This one is to the memory of Mimmi.

Cellar Aged Wines

Spirit (with In Rags)

Joyful vocals for this year time of the year -- and (imho) more joyous than the current state of this poor globe ...

little joys

Bumble

Chained music &
the power
of drum sound

Music for speakers as honesty in art
Allowing music to do what it wants to do with us
A project is finished when the new becomes compelling
Ullip

Not, and this marks its artistic profile, not additively, "side by side". Ullip combines these functions in order to let a new something emerge from them. CDs whose tracks do not preserve and reproduce "played music" as is usually the case. But CDs where the music is created by editing, mixing and recording it "on the fly". The CD as an audience, so to speak. With the great advantage that - in contrast to live sessions - one can enjoy the cuts of the CDs over and over again.
Based on a rich musical experience and an almost "wild" past, Ullip - together with other musicians - has today found a style that activates and inspires a special genre:

'Chained music'.

Sounds and pieces, music and rhythms that are played in a self-inspiring way or created on technical devices. Born in the moment, just like jazz. Also, not only as in jazz, given as a theme, otherwise improvised. Above all, they are not reproductions in the sense of notated notes. All the elements that stand between the first beat and sound of a live gig, a studio recording and the final burning process on a CD are interlinked to create what the "piece" recorded on silver discs ultimately is.

out of time

Ullip

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