Month: September 2013

  • They Don't Care About Us

    They Don't Care About Us

    michael-jackson-they-don't-care-about-usTaking a look back into pop music history I’m digging out a tune by an artist I have a strange respect for. Growing up guitar didn’t really lend me to wanting to listen to Michael Jackson. However, learning more about him and his career changed that. Once I was finally out of music school I really started getting into artists/bands that were more about the song and not the means in the individual guitars involved. As it so happens, this song is one of my favorite Michael Jackson tunes thanks to the percussive groove that propels it.

    In fact a whole lot of my own writing stems from getting an amazing groove going. Much like Michael’s core work. The sense of rhythm that gets your body moving and your head bobbing. My personal feeling is that if the music isn’t moving you in some way. shape or form, then it’s likely doing something wrong. Michael was a definite master of this. No question about it.

    They Don’t Really Care About Us

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    Skin head, dead head
    Everybody gone bad
    Situation, aggravation
    Everybody allegation
    In the suite, on the news
    Everybody dog food
    Bang bang, shot dead
    Everybody’s gone mad

    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us
    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us

    Beat me, hate me
    You can never break me
    Will me, thrill me
    You can never kill me
    Jew me, sue me
    Everybody do me
    Kick me, kike me
    Don’t you black or white me

    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us
    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us

    Tell me what has become of my life
    I have a wife and two children who love me
    I am the victim of police brutality, now
    I’m tired of bein’ the victim of hate
    You’re rapin’ me off my pride
    Oh, for God’s sake
    I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy…
    Set me free

    Skin head, dead head
    Everybody gone bad
    Trepidation, speculation
    Everybody allegation
    In the suite, on the news
    Everybody dog food
    Black male, black mail
    Throw your brother in jail

    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us
    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us

    Tell me what has become of my rights
    Am I invisible because you ignore me?
    Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
    I’m tired of bein’ the victim of shame
    They’re throwing me in a class with a bad name
    I can’t believe this is the land from which I came
    You know I really do hate to say it
    The government don’t wanna see
    But if Roosevelt was livin’
    He wouldn’t let this be, no, no

    Skin head, dead head
    Everybody gone bad
    Situation, speculation
    Everybody litigation
    Beat me, bash me
    You can never trash me
    Hit me, kick me
    You can never get me

    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us
    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us

    Some things in life they just don’t wanna see
    But if Martin Luther was livin’
    He wouldn’t let this be, no, no

    Skin head, dead head
    Everybody gone bad
    Situation, segregation
    Everybody allegation
    In the suite, on the news
    Everybody dog food
    Kick me, kike me
    Don’t you wrong or right me

    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us
    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us

    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us
    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about
    All I wanna say is that
    they don’t really care about
    All I wanna say is that
    They don’t really care about us

    Writer(s): Michael Jackson, Michael Joe Jackson
    Copyright: Mijac Music

  • Wolves By Big Wreck

    Wolves By Big Wreck

    Wolves Album CoverYesterday I happened to catch a Facebook post by a long time friend of mine. We both played on the Los Angeles circuit with our bands when we were cutting our teeth. His post was how he had just discovered an artist called Ian Thornley who fronts a little group known as Big Wreck. It reminded me how I had heard of Big Wreck from some friends in Las Vegas some time after they had released The Pleasure and The Greed. I was hooked immediately. Amazing and creative rock guitar based writing, smothered with clever lyrics and an insanely awesome rock voice that I kinda wish I could have. Ian also had a band after Big Wreck called Thornley. However, about a year and a half ago Big Wreck put itself back together and recorded a new set of songs. My favorite single from the release is Wolves. I love the groove, the guitar parts, the mandolin parts, the lyrics, and the amazing melody. It hits a great niche of music where being awesomely clever still means something to rock ‘n’ roll – unfortunately the masses don’t get it. Immerse yourself and bleed out your heart from beating for other music that isn’t so clever. 😉

    Wolves

    Oh mark my words
    In between the lines
    And every little piece
    Of the story’s entwined

    I always told my side my way.

    There was no more room
    In the packet of wolves
    They wouldn’t let me in
    Saw the mission was afoot

    They showed us all we were without

    Oh, they said bleed out your heart
    If it’s still beating for someone else
    Trap all those chains
    That keep you tethered, that keep you safe

    A rosie little world
    In your packet of wolves
    A cosy little hang
    In the back of your school

    Those stories always get so old

    Well is that one night
    Going off the grid
    I never said you didn’t
    I never said you did

    And all of my favourite stories are about you

    You said bleed out your heart
    If it’s still beating for someone else
    Break all those chains
    That keep you tethered, that keep you safe

    They said bleed out your heart
    If it’s still beating for someone else
    Trap all those chains
    That keep you tethered, that keep you safe

    Bleed out your heart
    If it’s still beating for someone else
    Break all those chains
    That keep you tethered, that keep you safe.

  • Harder To Breathe Sometimes

    Harder To Breathe Sometimes

    harder to breatheOh I can recall a moment when I first sang this song for a performance. It was in front a collegiate crowd in Atlanta. I don’t do cover songs very often but the people running the APCA conference were adamant that I should do a couple of covers during my set to make sure college buyers would be sure to book me. Of the two cover songs I had the band learn, one of them was Harder To Breathe. It was a smokin’ hit at the time and it fit right up my alley for what I was doing musically. Therein lies my story for Throwback Thursday and how I got some college bookings thanks to Maroon 5.

    Harder To Breathe

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    How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable
    So condescending unnecessarily critical
    I have the tendency of getting very physical
    So watch your step cause if I do you’ll need a miracle

    You drain me dry and make me wonder why I’m even here
    This double vision I was seeing is finally clear
    You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone
    Not fit to funkin’ tread the ground I’m walking on

    When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
    You’ll understand what I mean when I say
    There’s no way we’re gonna give up
    And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
    Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe
    Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe

    What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head
    You should know better you never listened to a word I said
    Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat
    Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did

    When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
    You’ll understand what I mean when I say
    There’s no way we’re gonna give up
    And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
    Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe
    Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe

    Does it kill
    Does it burn
    Is it painful to learn
    That it’s me that has all the control
    Does it thrill
    Does it sting
    When you feel what I bring
    And you wish that you had me to hold

    When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
    You’ll understand what I mean when I say
    There’s no way we’re gonna give up
    And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
    Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe
    Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe

    SONGWRITERS
    LEVINE, ADAM / CARMICHAEL, JESSE ROYAL / DUSICK, RYAN MICHAEL / VALENTINE, JAMES / MADDEN, MICKEY