I bet you know somebody like her.... Some good ol' guitar music...Rock and Roll just for the sheer fun of it... This is about what you'd hear if you heard me live... The vocals and guitar solo are first takes.... This is the second mix....Raw, like good steak....:)
She's mine all mine Most of the time 'Cept the times when she's not That's the times that I mind She makes me nervous I never know what she's gonna do
Big eyes, long hair Legs up to there She's almost more Than a mortal can bear A look you can feel Every time she looks it at you
She's hot when she's hot Cool when she's not You know she's got it Man she got it a lot Make you tongue tied and helpless Every time that she walks by
She makes me nervous She makes me sweat I get all shaky And my palms get wet Something about her I can't forget I gotta have her but I ain't got her yet
She makes me nervous She makes me bleed I got this hunger That I gotta feed I rev my motor but get no speed A little lovin Is all I need.
Got a hell of a mind The best you could find And you would know it 'Less you're deaf, dumb, and blind Like a day at the beach Leave you hot, tired , and satisfied
I got to have her Ain't gonna lie I'll keep on chasin' 'till the day I die And if I never catch her I had a lotta fun while I tried
I recently went to a Chilean wedding party where I met the most fantastic people and danced waaaay into the night to some of the most amazing music I've ever heard! This is my weak attempt to recreate that magical sound.....this is dedicated to Carlos and Elke, who made an old man VERY happy!! WARNING!!!! It get's a tad "caliente" towards the end! Remixed on02/08/2007
Welcome to my big Phat Chilean Wedding!!! Have a Marguerita!!! Let's Dance!!! Don't be shy!!!
Well, my buddy Dino says it's "Porno Guitars In Overdrive" LOL!! That'll do for me! Another in my apparently new direction, this one combines the analog and digital worlds; that is, parts are loops and such, and parts are me. (the "me" parts have been somewhat "processed", shall we say)
In any event, get ready for a wild ride!******************************
For those of you interested in such things....this was recorded and the loops edited in Sony Acid Pro; mixed using Sonar 6 and the Mackie Final Mix plug in. The drums are obviously a loop, as are the second bass line and the "Link Wray" rumble type lick. The rest is me, however, artistic license aside, there WAS a lot of editing involved. That's all I remember, your Honor.......
This started out as a test session for a new installation of Sonar 5. It's very derivative of some of my other stuff, I was just doing something safe to test the new program. I already had the concept and the title for the song, so I ran with it. I hope you enjoy.....Please don't infer an anti-stripper bias, this is just a story; the lyrics are true (mostly) and are dedicated to one of my good buds, the names have been changed to protect the guilty :)
Eddie was a good boy The kind you seldom find Ask any kind of favor Eddie didn't mind A ride to do some shoppin' A ten to pay the bill You need a friend to watch your back You know that Eddie will
One night in late September We all jumped in Eddie's car And made our weekly visit To the local girly bar Amid the smoke and hustle She came slinkin'cross the room As soon as Eddie saw her She made his heart go boom
She said her name was Lila But her friends all called her Star The sleekest, freakest anything To ever hit this bar Eddie bought a lapdance Then a trip through the private door And that was that, she'd sprung the trap Ed had to have some more
A weekend in the islands Picnics in the park She told him that she loved him But kept him in the dark About all her other lovers She told Eddie they were friends When he ran out of mon she stopped the fun And told Eddie "That's the end!"
Poor Eddie, there's one thing I know You can change her name but You can't save her soul It's Hard To Get A Stripper Off The Pole
Consider this a fable A cautionary tale Remember the Black Widows Who use and eat their males Some say the Widow's victims Deserve just what they get And Eddie boy will tell ya himself It's just a suckers bet
Poor Eddie, I guess now you know You can fix her car but You can't fix her soul It's Hard To Get A Stripper Off The Pole
Hey Eddie, can't forget that Ho He gave her his heart but She took his soul It's Hard to Get A Stripper Off The Pole
Can't make a claim to be ambitious That just never was my style I'm too laid back to be seditious The NSA ain't interested in my files Cause I'm Chillin Chillin from the inside out Chillin Chillin from the inside out
Every day brings consequences Of things we do just gettin by But I believe in mendin fences Ain't got time for no eye for an eye Cause I'm chillin
BRIDGE: There's no time to fuss and cry Or to search for reasons why Just don't worry let it slide We've got all the time we need Satisfaction's guaranteed Just back it off a few degrees
If you follow my prescription This philosophy of bein cool I think you'll earn a new description Whatever comes, you play by your own rules And be chillin
Politicians are some of my favorite animals..... Like weasels...
Poor little Johnny lost his socks Somewhere in the ten minute box Next thing you know he’d lost his shoes Now he’s singin’ the no shoes blues Thought he could do just what he pleased Lay down with dogs you get up with fleas Got no juice, got no clout Every time he calls the governors out Out of the loop with nothin’ to do Poor little Johnny ain’t got a clue
Started strong with a big ’ol bang Better keep up ‘cause the losers hang Spendin’ that money like he had a tree Never spent nothin’ on you or me His eyes were bright and his blood was blue Jumped on a jet every week or two Everywhere he went he had a front row seat The perks of of the gig were oh so sweet Now he’s ridin’ coach on the big dog line Poor little Johnny has lost his mind
Can’t feel good cause a another man’s down One man’s king is another man’s clown I ain’t so blind that I can’t see It could be you or it could be me Let’s lift our glass and toast the man Who gave us all those schemes and plans Maybe have a round or two Or five or six if those won’t do Turn him out to the bitter grass Poor little Johnny his time has passed
A song about summer love. Did you ever run into an old flame just when you both needed some company?
I was walkin' on down the street Tryin' to take my mind from the heat Im spied a little girl I once knew I said I'm thirsty, how 'bout you? She said I'm hot as desert sand I said let's go find a lemonade stand
We looked around 'till we found a spot Nice a cool, not too hot We made lemonade all afternoon I stirred it up then she licked the spoon Before we left we made our plans To meet again at the lemonade stand
The infidels are coming, I hear the rotors beating through the night No matter what 'ol Bob says I think the situation's gettin' tight I was hoping I'd get lucky And everything would stay completely cool We'd chill out at the palace And maybe have a drink out by the pool
I'll miss my morning coffee and a cigarette The evening sun's reflection off the minaret But party time is over And I can't go back to Baghdad anymore
Goodbye to days at Basra We'd take the girls and throw 'em in the sea To see if they would come up Me an' Sean and Chemical Ali I had the whole world waitin' To see what oily tricks I had in store The tables turned on me the night My uncle came rolling through the door
Now Tommy's coming over, bringing all his friends He rocks the block with the gifts he sends But party time is over And I can't go back to Baghdad anymore
So where are all my allies Now that this debacle's come to pass After all we had some good times That party way up north was just a gas I did the Oody Coosy And kept the martyrs hanging from a tree And now that they've got nothing They wanna turn and blame it all on me
Very nice guitar riffs mixed with great vocals on Back to Baghdad. This song should be passed along to everyone you know! Music to listen to any time in any mood.
G Russell March 07th, 2005
Thank you to give us good vibration and sensation. It was a long time ago when we had the choice of good music . Thanks again for your way to play guitar.
It's remember me the good time of our guitarist
Tahnk' a Again
Alain Zorzetto February 13th, 2005
one of the best players around,and a fine person
Jeff Tibbs November 12th, 2004
R.S. Cain's music rocks. You can tell by the riffs he plays is really into every moment of the recording. A truly cool artist that deserves as many fans as he can get. Keep it rocking Mr. Cain
Carol Lowery February 20th, 2004
Back To Baghdad is a sophisticated, well written, and exquisitely performed tune that combines Steely Danesque sensibilities and riffs with a hip, blues/rock groove. Love it!