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99 Days

This is probably going to be the title track on the next CD, but I'm not entirely sure yet. Still some rough patches to iron out, but it sounds pretty good. I wanted that 'live' sound, so there's a lot of reverb here, and the Greene Machine's drums are miked from a distance.

Give me something for my memory.
Let me fly above the world I knew,
Drop down into a different point of view.

Soaring high above the canopy
Thick green cloud allows a glimpse of life
Mighty kingdoms thrive beneath.

This is the center of the earth I see
Ninety Nine days I had in anonymity.

Heading North on dusty roads.
Celebration within squalor,
Chaos and disorder.

Floating face down on the water.
Staring down deliberately
On a world at once forbidding and serene.

So here it ends and here I stay.
Winter seems so cold these days,
How I long to ride the sunrise away.

And I have something for my memory.
All that appears is not what it seems,
And when I sleep I see waves in my dreams.

Midnight - high again, gonna roll it on
Hazy, Contagious, but feeling so strong
This high risk behavior makes me this man
This high risk behavior, just part of my plan

See another side of life
Seeing another side of you
In the ditch under the sky
That's where I think I left you

I can love myself without gettin' it on
I can love myself without being too far gone.

Another Friday, making my rounds
Keeping my head till' the next score goes down
This high risk behavior is who I am
This high risk behavior, I do the best I can

See another side of life
On the other side of truth
All these shady things I've been
I've been because I can't be you

Morning - Head dull, take a walk downtown
Knowing full well I shouldn't feel so down
This high risk behavior could make me lose
But this high risk behavior is what I choose

See another side of life
Seeing another side of me
Take those risks and you can live
Like you always pretended to be

High Risk Behavior

This one's a jumpy number - I don't have any drum tracks and the bass line needs cleaning up - it's really embryonic at the moment, but it has a nice vibe. Wrote this one about a downtown dope pusher and a killer who gets driven over the edge by the stress of addiction - and my reaction to it.

Mountain Song

This ditty is the first track from 'Nocturnal Valley Seduction', and it feels like a CSNY song, for some reason. Note the five part vocal harmony in the chorus section. This song is about my redemption in Invermere and the importance of listening to the natural world for answers.

I found myself standing alone on the hill by and by
Watching the full moon chase shadows out into twilight
It could be that I am still under the spell of this place
But I'm stronger now, and I'm ready to rejoin the human race.

I slept through some years under hundreds of fears in my mind
Of losing my brain to the mainstream charade of our time
I discovered that time stands still under my hand
And one day even I shall be one with the land again.

Here, here I go again, out on my own again,
And nobody knows it but me.
Thinking all right again, living with the best of me,
And nobody knows it but me.

Come you weary and wicked and blind, come you tired and wasted
The mountains will heal your mind and restore all your graces.
To withdraw for awhile until a trace of a smile paints your face
It is dawn now, once more you can rejoin the human race.

Don't sleep through these years, ignoring the fears in your head
Confront them head on, make them gone, then move on instead.
Time is your friend, it will stand still under your hand
And one day, you all shall be one with the land again.

Killer fog slides through the air, corrupting my senses
Sliding all over the town in a midnight offensive
Wood smoke is thick in the air, and I'm lonely, afraid
If I refuse to give in, I will not be saved.

Killer fog slips through my mind, floats through my worries
Leaving me careless and free, not ready to hurry.
A breath of smoke, thick in the air, and I'm suddenly dumb
If I can't give up my life, I don't think I can go on.

And why? Why didn't I know that before?

Killer Fog

Another song from 'Nocturnal Valley Seduction'. This one is slow and melancholy, but I am very proud of the final sound. Mariah gives a magic performance on the piano, and Lee Marvin plays a sorrowful Dobro track. This is about long winter nights, the War in Iraq, and my constant evaluation of my lifestyle in the face of present times. 

Rock Is Dead

This is the first track from 'Country Gumption', recorded in two short takes one morning in Victoria. I think the lyrics speak for themselves. Jesse Vere is playing bass. A requiem for good ol fashioned ballsy music. Farewell!

Rock is dead, died not with a bang.
It died of money cancer and the rhinestone nothing that it brings.
You must have heard the devil crying
In that room under the stairs
He grew too old to be a rebel
Too old not to care

The Joker stands out by the road sign
With his thumb turned to the sky
Passed by Elvis' Eldorado
On his way to town to die.

Rock and roll -- Died for the love of man

Rock is dead, passed slowly from this world
A temporary beauty of things not seen yet nonetheless understood.
Gone are the days of new expression
They're not valid anymore
Because every new song is a new reflection
Of something said before.

Janis and Jimmy in a truckstop diner
Weary from the road.
Jellyroll blues have left them stranded
With no place left to go.

Rock and roll -- Died for the love of man

Rock is dead in the cities and the towns
Watched over by the generations who had admired its sweeping sound.
Morrison sings 'Amazing Grace'
And Cobain wipes his eyes
It was much too big to be contained
But not too big not to die

People turn their heads to hear
The somber death-ring sound
Moment of silence rings aloud
The fact that we all put it down.

Rock is dead. We killed it with our love.