a collection of songs penned during the sierra/owens valley period. just beginning to regain the use of my emotional faculties and cataloging all those experiences. some good, some not so... but all together, a very good case study of the elasticity of the human spirit. produced by steven cooper. here's what's on the platter...
"all been said before"... nothing really new under this old sun. human nature hasn't changed or evolved much at all.
"burning bridges"... some relationships just don't work out, just aren't meant to be and no use in prolonging it.
"what could have beens"... just when you think you've found her, she slips back into the past and mourns for something that can not be.
"the best is yet to come"... when relationships don't work out, don't take it personally... everyone has someone perfect out there.
"i don't need to dream"... knowing you'll find her and when you do, life opens up a whole new meaning.
"somebody to you"... pick-up lines work sometime, when there's esp in the air.
"the last to hear"... if you're planning on leaving someone, tell them first... don't let them hear it from just anyone.
"what for"... ah the regrets in doing something stupid, like leaving... and then beg for it to be like it was before?
"about you"... you hear things, you don't wanna believe them, but you're gonna have to deal with those feelings sooner or later.
"for almost a good time"... alcohol, the universal lubricator... evens the playing field with the common language of "shitface".
"anything i can do"... a tribute to the teamwork and love of a couple committed to making it.
"i'm a hell of a man"... now why in the world would she pass up an opportunity like this?
"cards & letters"... a twist on fate and love lost.
"eat the music"... in the hills, prodigys abound... they absorb all the music, like sponges, and kick it back atcha'!
"remember"... all the good times keeps a love alive in your heart.
"lovin' thang"... there ain't a life that can't be changed by love. nothing's so bad that understanding and a few kind words can't cure.
"out of nowhere"... just when you don't expect it, or when you stop trying, she'll run up on you and take your breath away.
"mommy, why can't you hold me"... from the perspective of the infant with complications... but all turns out well in the end, especially in my song.
"rock paper scissors"... the curiosity of kids only gets stronger once adulthood rushes in.
"why did the hurt rule our hearts"... sometimes our inner pride and ego overstates our rational thinking and we throw out so much potential over something we can't remember.