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Waiting
06:23
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Waiting
The Devlins
Waiting at the station,
Waiting for the right moves,
Waiting in the basement,
Waiting for the right cues,
Waiting in a daydream,
Waiting in the slipstream
Waiting
Waiting in the right bars,
Waiting in the right shoes,
Waiting in a fast car,
Waiting in the airports,
Waiting for my airmiles,
Waiting in slow motion,
Coming through the turnstiles.
And if you ever change your mind,
You know I'm hard to find,
And if you ever need someone
I'll still be waiting
Waiting with the orphans, waiting for the bee stings, they tell me that success brings,
Waiting in the half light, waiting for your whole life,
Waiting for an ideal a low deal a no deal, to play your stereotype.
And if you ever find the time,
You know I'm not far behind,
And if you ever need someone
I'll still be waiting
Just waiting for a friend.
I say it's alright,
It's alright my friend just waiting.
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2. |
Mona
04:36
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Mona
The Rolling Stones
& Steve BLaque
I say hey, Mona
Oh, Mona
I say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Mona
Oh, Mona
I tell you Mona what I wanna do
I'll build a house next door to you
Can I see you sometimes?
We can blow kisses through the blinds
Yeah can I out come out on the front
And listen to my heart go bumpety bump
I need you baby that's no lie
Without your love I'd surely die
I say hey, Mona
Oh, Mona
I say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Mona
Oh, Mona
I say hey, hey Mona
Oh, Mona
I say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Mona
Oh, Mona
I tell you Mona what I wanna do
I'm gonna build a house next door to you
Can I see you sometime?
We can blow kisses through the blinds
Yeah can I out come out on the front
And listen to my heart go bumpety bump
I need you baby that's no lie
Without your love I'd surely die
I say hey, hey Mona
Oh, Mona
I say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Mona
Oh, Mona
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Dilemma
04:30
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Though unused the original lyric also from November 2019 is here to read.
Dilemma
you hit on the hard times
and you wonder where it ends
but right now the answers don't come
neither from you or your family & friends
& you're alone
yes all alone
oh you're alone
maybe it's time to pick up the phone
but i don't think he's around
and could he help anyways
there's no shoulder to cry on here
no putting this off for another day
and you're adrift
yes, you're at sea
oh you're becalmed
a koala off his gum tree
and whatever transpires from now on
you'll have to take some charge
surely you still possess some acumen
or do you want a dishonorable discharge
why would you want to wallow
beneath the foot of your tree
sustainence is only picking yourself up
climbing to the nearest leaves
chorus
& yes
this is your dilemma
& yes there's only one koala
who answers to Emma
and yes, and yes
where's that gum
where's that gun
and this is your dilemma
steve blaque nov 2019
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Elanor Rigby
03:56
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Eleanor Rigby
The Beatles
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?
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5. |
New GeneRation
04:12
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New Generation
verses
whatever, or sing what you like
chorus
It's a new generation
we gotta new generation.
more verses
some more chorus'
'i'm talkin' about love
said i'm talkin' about love
you gotta do yer thing
somebody done told me
you gotta love yer mother
my mother done told me
you gotta look out for yer father
chorus
it's a new generation
we gotta new generation
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6. |
Girl
03:23
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it's an instrumental so in this case the lyric is of your own imagination.
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7. |
Just Too Late
04:21
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Lyrics
Just Too Late
i made the stop
jumped johnston 59
just to see you
leave on # 58
go the other way
and i called you up
though it ran out
and i messaged you
but you'd just powered off
you just powered off yeah
and i wrote you
fixing two stamps
n' i posted the letter
but i missed the deadline
i missed the deadline
n' e'vrythin' i do
i was just too late
n' i everythin' i do
i was just too late
n' e'rythin' i do
i was just too late
i was just too late
took a flight
even sat in coach
but heavy snow
meant we were delayed
we were delayed
and i jumped a train
even took a sleeper
but we were derailed
i didn't make the ETA
didn't make the ETA
n' e'vrythin' i do
i was just too late
n' i everythin' i did
i was just too late
n' e'rythin' i do
i was just too late
i was just too late
so i wrote a song
just to sing to you
to make it personal
and say that we're all through
that we're all through
but the radio station
didn't play the track
two days later
they sent it on back
they sent it on back
and i hired a car
a hatchback
and drove through the night
but wild bears closed the road
they closed the road
n' e'vrythin' i do
i was just too late
n' in everythin' i do
i was just too late
n' e'rythin' i do
i was just too late
n' e'vrythin' i did
i was just too late now
n' e'rythin' i do
i was just too late
n' e'vrythin' i do
i was just too late
n' e'rythin' i did
i was just too late
i was just, just too late
i was just too late
i was just too late
e'rythin i do
i was just too late
e'rythin i did
i was just too late
e'rythin i do
i was just too late
e'rythin i did
i was just too late
oh i was just too late
i was just too late
i was just too late
and e'rythin i do
i was just, i was just
i was just
too late
original lyric
Steve Blaque
original music
Steve Blaque
for 52 North Publishing
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8. |
Left the Ring in the Jar
03:58
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left the ring in a jar
got me a pay check
and it wasn't worth its worth
and i figured
i don't need this life
so i packed up my bags
took a look around
wrote out a note
leaving it for my wife
darling time to roll
i grown to love you no more
best you find another man
there's a world i wanna explore
yeah i dug the good times
but you know they were long ago
now we just don't rhyme
so it's time for me to go
chorus
i left you the house
i left you the car
all the booty in the bank
and left the ring in the jar
i left you the house
i left you the car
there's no debts
and i'm sorry about the scars
who knows what's gonna transpire
but don't count on me comin' back
but just to let you know i got a heart
i left enough food for the cat
and i know baby this may not be
the best way to say goodbye
but if you check in the fridge
you'll see your fave sandwiches on rye
chorus
i left you the house
i left you the car
all the booty in the bank
and left the ring in the jar
i left you the house
i left you the car
there's no debts
and i'm sorry about the scars
original lyric and music
steve blaque
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9. |
Sweet Lotus Blossum
03:26
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Sweet Lotus Blossom
Soothe me with your caress
Sweet lotus blossom, lotus blossom
Help me in my distress
Sweet lotus blossom, please do
Now you alone can bring my lover back to me
Even though I know it's just a fantasy
And then knock me clear out
Sweet lotus blossom, please do
Soothe me with your caress
Sweet lotus blossom, lotus blossom
Help me in my distress
Sweet lotus blossom, please do
Now you alone can bring my lover back to me
Even though I know it's just a fantasy
And then knock me clear out
Sweet lotus blossom, please do
Dayna Kurtz
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This ain't the Third Degree
i never wanted this
to be anything else
than it couldn't be
and that it wouldn't pan out
leaving you
feeling washed up all at sea
you see
it's not always as it is
and nor is it not
and therein lay the bards tale
of endless summers
with Akela and reef knots
chorus
so take a good look
are your eyes open
and what is it you really see
don't take my word for it
so unwise coz this ain't the 3rd degree
yu gotta gaze upon it differently
and my advice is plain to see
so this ain't the 3rd degree
you have to gaze upon it differently.
verse
you're on yer way
a man on a mission
and you jumped that first hurdle
but are you really you
or just dead on the track
and limping in circles
best that you straighten up
this ain't a drill
nor by no means a rehearsal
careful of being too fast
or of being overly careful
else-wise it might just be too controversial
chorus
so take a good look
are your eyes open
what is it you really see
don't take my word for it
coz this ain't the 3rd degree
yu gotta gaze upon it differently
this ain't the 3rd degree
my advice ain't for free
this ain't the 3rd degree
my advice is plain to see
Steve Blaque original composition
if you want to play the song
capo 5th fret
Dm F C G/B
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11. |
Shadow
07:09
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as instrumental there are no lyrics, though for a significant period of time both myself and New York Steve back n' forthed with a monologue taken from a reporter's journal ways back in 1687 from Lagos. The Monologue has been posted below and is the principle reason of the background sounds of a Slaver's Ship.
Before the aside a snippet of information on the industry of Slavery
"Portugal and Britain were the two most 'successful' slave-trading countries accounting for about 70% of all Africans transported to the Americas. Britain was the most dominant between 1640 and 1807 when the British slave trade was abolished".
Monologue
Shadow
what i was looking at defeated even my senses. i’d seen everything i thought up until this moment, but nothing prepared for what lay in front of me.
as far as i could see and even further, iron cages lined the docks in rows of 3 deep adjacent to, from what i counted as 10, but who knows maybe there were more vessels victualing for the 40 day journey that awaited all those who would soon sale.
as gruesome the sight of cages filled with once free and proud people; as ghastly as this may have been it was far outweighed by the unfathomable cruelty of the guards and deck hands who would soon be overseeing these lost souls last freedoms before an even further sub or inhuman existence in the New World.
What horror awaited those who had been sold out by former friends and neighbors alongside those whose only crime was being defeated in battle or who came from a tribe deemed unworthy of living any longer within the community and now were being cast aside; thrown from the known world by a trade so cruel that it belied cruelty itself to acknowledge such inhumane treatment of man towards man. what horror awaited these caged people perhaps only God knew, and if God knew then you could argue that no sane God could ever sanctify such horror. watching priests bless the vessels ahead of the journey further demeaned a trade that could only bestow heinous consequences upon any world let alone a new world.
Blacks whites and half caste stood surrounding the cages in various stages of mercantile meandering. so called white gentlemen and their accompanying book keepers, clerks, tally men and other assorted jobs mixed openly with black traders and tribal leaders adorned with pouches for gold coins and honorary notes that underpinned the shipments soon to journey north west across the Atlantic ocean to the Americas.
dockside the unmistakable sounds of anvil strikers plying their trade in final preparations for the enslaved to be even further debased clanged across the sea of hopelessness engulfing the human cargo. Not just the clanging though, since from the cages sounds of tears, groans, screaming and perhaps the most unsettling the shrill crying of young children on either side of the caged walls. families in some cases being torn apart, families in some cases selling their own family members. the whole view leaving a taste so sickening that it was all i could do to contain myself from spewing my organs onto the ground at the feet of all who were capitalizing from this subjugation.
it was a day, though the sun shone strongly, that such darkness rendered the strongest shadows invisible.
adapted from journals
Lagos
1697AD
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12. |
The Pusher
04:58
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The Pusher
Steppenwolf
You know I've smoked a lot of grass
O' Lord, I've popped a lot of pills
But I've never touched nothin'
That my spirit could kill
You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'round
With tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher don't care
Ah, if you live or if you die
God damn, The Pusher
God damn, I say The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man
You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With the love grass in his hand
Oh but the pusher is a monster
Good God, he's not a natural man
The dealer for a nickel
Lord, he'll sell you lots of sweet dreams
Ah, but the pusher ruin your body
Lord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream
God damn, The Pusher
God damn, God damn the Pusher
I said God damn, God, God damn The Pusher man
Well, now if I were the president of this land
You know, I'd declare total war on The Pusher man
I'd cut him if he stands, and I'd shoot him if he'd run
Yes I'd kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun
God damn The Pusher
God damn The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man
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13. |
Death By Misadventure
09:06
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Death by Misadventure
Sick of the whole game
sick of the charade yeah
done with being here
in this here house of cards
but you came back
you couldn't walk away
i heard it said that it was fear
but at least that's what they say
chorus
then others would opine
that it was just a fatal attraction
death by misadventure
born of your own inaction
narration
& like being on the inside
you just never had the tools for living on the outside
a one trick pony
masking fear and living out your own lies
no matter what you tried
no matter the number of times you left
in the end
you just gave up
and came back to what you know best
and when the crunch came along
you couldn't stand up
dying at your desk
in a bed of your own bad luck
chorus
then others would opine
that it was just a fatal attraction
death by misadventure
born of your own inaction
when the crunch came along
you couldn't stand up
dying at your desk
in a bed of your own bad luck
original lyric
steve blaque
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14. |
Havana
04:47
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instrumental
Original Fidel Castro speeches.
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15. |
Ancient Mariner
05:43
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Who do you think i really am
and why does she stay with me
when all i am is an ancient mariner
a rusted hulk layin' at sea
if the picture never lied
and what you see is what you get
then he'd be bought in paper bags
consumed over dinner with cigarettes
chorus
So lies are what he has in store
fermenting like fine red wine
and you will hear them all
as he spills out while we dine.
Time has passed and she hasn't seen
the clever charade i've played
spare his conscience and take your leave
return to sender when she's aged
he is beyond hurting again
reduced to living a double life
this roll he's in he knows too well
play a wrong card and the devil's delight
chorus
So lies are what he has in store
fermenting like fine red wine
and you will hear them all
as he spills out while we dine.
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Steve Blaque & The Raven Beijing, China
Steve Blaque singer, songwriter, Producer and engineer and owner of Darktrunk Recording (formerly Forbidden City Studio Beijing) also performs in an unplugged environment with his favorite flavors of Indie and Grunge. Blaque has always said ''you don't need distortion to be grunge and you don't need twang to be Indie''. ... more
Steve Blaque & The Raven recommends:
Great Record first up because I produced it at Forbidden City Studio and that The Radiance delivered some powerful performances in the booth and that supporting artists all gave their best shot.
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This double A single works because The Radiance once again develop interesting songs and are prepared to introduce new and old school into their recordings. It is rich in rhythmic elements and harmony
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Love Soliloquy
by Clouds & Crayons
crayons n' colors throw out a real cool sound.....recommend taking a listen.
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Philadelphia singer Orion Sun's debut album is coming of age story set to lilting R&B.
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featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 4, 2017
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Nostalgia Beats of 2008 – 2020
by Beatchild
A collection of 12 years of beats from Canadian producer Beatchild, this compilation offers warm, hazy sunshine in the dead of winter.
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