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Champagne Dreams

Originally titled "Nasty Sht Hell Solutions,"* the album has been rebranded as "Lana Ember Rivers" to mark Ember's explosive debut. These tracks showcase her raw, unfiltered artistry, blending intensity, rebellion, and hauntingly poetic lyricism into a groundbreaking release.

Lana "Ember" Rivers delivers a scorching collection of tracks in Ashes and Anthems, an unapologetic dive into the depths of chaos, resilience, and raw emotion. With lyrics that cut like shattered glass and melodies that burn with primal energy, this album is both a battle cry and a hauntingly beautiful ode to the darkness within.

From blistering anthems of rebellion to haunting ballads of inner turmoil, Ashes and Anthems captures the duality of destruction and rebirth, making it a must-listen for anyone who craves intensity in its purest form. Lana's fiery words and electrifying delivery cement her place as a true visionary in modern metal.

Prepare to let the ashes settle and the anthems rise.

Atomic Shadows (Version 2)

A song I wrote about a dad watching his daughter grow up and about to leave. Although he would love her to stay,he knows that's impossible. Having three daughters - I know what it feels like firsthand ! :) 

I guess it could be about man woman relationship ending, but not what I intended.  Hope you like it.   Frank Michels is the musician that recorded it for me.

here are the lyrics and chords as I wrote it:

Verse 1
[Am] You can’t chain down the [G]whistling [C] wind
You can’t [Am] break a promise [G] made through thick or [C] thin
You can’t [Am] stop the changing [G]of the ocean [Am] tides
And you can’t [C]touch the stars [G] up in the [C] sky
.

Verse 2
.
[Am] You can’t stop a raging [G] river from flowing [C] on
You can’t [Am] rush the night [G] or a morning [C] dawn
 You can’t [Am]grab lightning [G] from a thunder [Am] cloud
And you can’t[C]  stop the years, they [G] won’t slow [C] down
.
Chorus
.
[F] I know that she’ll be leaving soon
it's in her [C] voice, I see it in her eyes
[F] Gotta let her go, I gotta let her go, oooh
 I’ve [G] never liked to[F] say good[C]bye
no, I’ve [G] never liked to[F] say good[C]bye


Verse 3
.

[Am] You can’t drink wine [G]from an empty [C]glass
You can’t [Am] go forward ‘til you [G] let go the [C] past 
You can’t [Am] hide from  yourself [G] or truth you [Am] see
And you can’t [C] tame a heart yearning [G]to be [C]free
.
Chorus
.
[F] I know that she’ll be leaving soon
it's in her [C] voice, I see it in her eyes
[F] Gotta let her go, I gotta let her go, oooh
I [G] never liked to[F]  to say good[C]bye
no, I [G] never thought I’d [F]have to say good[C]bye
.

Verse 4
.

[Am] you can’t cage a bird that’s [G]meant to [C]fly 
You can't [Am] stop a dreamer [G]reaching for the [C]sky 
you can’t [Am]  get too close to a [G] raging wild [Am] fires  
And you can’t [C] hold back a [G] heart chasing de[C]sires 

Chorus
.
[F] I know that she’ll be leaving soon
it's in her [C] voice, I see it in her eyes
[F] Gotta let her go, I gotta let her go, oooh
It’s[G] so damn hard to [F]say good[C]bye
yeah, It’s[G] so damn hard to [F]say good[C]bye

Outgo
. 
no, I’ve [G] never liked to[F] say good[C]bye
no, I [G] never thought I’d [F]have to say good[C]bye
{ real slow}
yeah [G] it’s so damn hard to [F]say good[C]bye

Gotta Let Her Go

Die Hüter des Korns


a i - a s s i s t e d  h u m a n
[#udio][#dalle3][#flstudio][#arturia]

Hope Springs Eternal

All Music Written by Alex Young and Patrick Britt

Demo

Makin' Me Smile (Alex Young/Patrick Britt)

Lauren Carson brings an honest take on the highs and lows of the daily grind with ‘Shut Up Liver.’ With sharp lyrics and a melody that sticks, it’s the kind of song that makes you want to kick back, take a breath, and maybe pour yourself a cold one. Whether it’s a weekend anthem or just a reminder not to take life too seriously, this one’s worth turning up. 

Shut Up Liver

"Brimming with nostalgic grit and a call for unity, 'We Could Use Some Woodstock' is a heartfelt country rock anthem that transports you back to the golden era of peace and music. With lyrics that recall legendary moments from Woodstock and icons like Janis, Hendrix, and the Grateful Dead, the track paints a vivid picture of a time when music was pure, communal, and transformative. It's a raw, unfiltered invitation to set aside our differences, embrace the spirit of classic rock n' roll, and believe that love and brotherhood can still light the way. Get ready to ride along on this two-lane midnight journey where every note reminds you: sometimes, we could all use a little more Woodstock in our lives."

We Could Use Some Woodstock

Classic Cliche' song about being done wrong

NUMBER TWO

Bonfire Boys (Country)

big old trucks and bigger women

The Nicest Asshole

Ferris Friday Ride

https://share.singsnap.com/play/13527665
Country Heartbeat
Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart 
©COPYRIGHT 3-26-25 All Rights Reserved ©


Verse 1
The porch light flickers, the cricket sing, 
a dusty road where echoes cling. 
Boots on gravel, a familiar sound, 
the kind of peace where my heart is found.

Verse 2
Fields of gold in the evening glow, 
a southern breeze whispers soft and low.
The stars come out, they light the skies, 
This small - town life feels so alive. 

Chorus 
It’s the way this river, bends and flows, 
The story every sunset knows. 
A melody in the rustling trees, 
Country Roads bring me to my knees. 

Chorus
It’s the laughter ‘round a fire’s flame,
The simple  things that don’t need fame.
Every heartbeat feels like home, 
In this land where I’ve always grown. 

Verse 3
Grandpa’s Bible on the kitchen shelf,
Mama’s quilt stitched with years of help.
Screen door slams, dogs barkin’ loud,
Harvest moon wears a humble crown.

Bridge
City folks talk ’bout "getting away",
Buy their peace in a weekend stay.
But these roots run deeper than asphalt veins –
My soul’s GPS don’t speak their names.

Chorus
It’s the way this river bends and flows,
The truth that every sunset knows.
A hymn hummed through the dag gum leaves,
Country roads still know how to bleed.

Instrumental Break
(Pedal steel guitar swirls mimicking fireflies + fiddle breakdown)

Verse 4
Sunday dirt on a preacher’s knees,
Baptist hymns carried on the breeze.
Trucks line up at the Dairy Dip,
Old men argue ’bout politics.

Chorus Variation
It’s the laughter ‘round a fire’s flame,
The scars that paved this family name.
Every heartbeat’s a backroad psalm,
This dirt’s the only calm I’ve known.

Outro
Porch light dims, the crickets sigh,
Stars write maps for the by-and-by.
Gravel hums what the highways lack –
My country heart ain’t never lookin’ back...



Country Heartbeat 3-26-25

A song for those who still believe in love at first sight

Between You And Me

Sitting in the Dark on Moonlight

A fun tune about my experiences at Joes Cigar shop. 

Joes Cigars

Amen

Biscuit Beats - I Ain't gay

Lyrics:
Table Top Two-Step

The neon sign's buzzin’, it's Friday night
Boots on the sawdust, feeling just fine
Jukebox is loud, got a beer in my hand
Didn’t expect what was about to land

She saunters in with a glint in her eye
Cowboy boots and a skirt yay high 
With a stomp and a clap she starts to sway,
Every head in the place turns her way

She’s the queen of the barroom, stealing the show
Hops on a table, lets it all go
Heads are turning, jaws hit the floor
She does the table top two-step 
And the crowd yells for more

She jumps down laughing, drags me onto the floor
We circle the room like we’ve done this before
Crowd’s hootin’ and hollerin’, can’t get enough
That sassy girl is struttin’ her stuff

She’s the queen of the barroom, stealing the show
Hops on a table, lets it all go
Heads are turning, jaws hit the floor
She does the table top two-step 
And the crowd yells for more

The bouncer shrugs; the bartender grins
This ain’t the first time this gal’s been in
Friday night and she’s here again
Blows into the bar like a hurricane

She’s the queen of the barroom, stealing the show
Hops on a table, lets it all go
Heads are turning, jaws hit the floor
She does the table top two-step 
And the crowd yells for more

She does one last twirl around the dance floor
Then with a wave of her hat she’s out the door
I’m willin’ to bet, not many’ll forget
That gal and her table top two-step

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