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Sweet Songs For The Dying

by Spielman In Bad Company

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    SWEET SONGS FOR THE DYING
    Seit Jahrzehnten schätzen echte Kenner Ron Spielman für sein virtuoses Gitarrenspiel und exzellentes Songwriting. Mit seinen Handlangern Uwe Breunig, Joh Weisgerber (beide "The Ruffcats") und Werner Goldbach hat er sich nun in schlechte Gesellschaft begeben.

    »Spielman In Bad Company« – zu unserem Glück! Denn in den düstersten Gassen der morbiden Musikindustrie kochen die vier Landeier ein würziges Süppchen Musik: Die Seele des Blues hat die Apokalypse offensichtlich überlebt und erstrahlt in voller Reife, gespickt mit krachigen Versatzstücken aus der Welt der Elektronik und des Hiphop und allem, was auf dem Weg dorthin so alles aufgesammelt wurde.

    Skurril und voller Respekt vor den alten Meistern des Genres hat das Quartett eine Neudefinition dieser traditionsreichen Musik geschaffen. Denn mit ihrer ganzen, ledrig gegerbten Lebenserfahrung greifen sie sich den Blues und hämmern ihm in ungezählten Jam-Sessions gemeinsam einen völlig neuen, so noch nicht gehörten urbanen Pulsschlag ein. Unverstellt, zupackend – lasst es uns Neo-Blues nennen.

    SWEET SONGS FOR THE DYING
    Ron Spielman has been highly regarded for decades by those in the know for his guitar playing and excellent songwriting. With his new sidekicks Uwe Breunig and Joh Weisgerber (both of "The Ruffcats") and Werner Goldbach he's brought himself into bad company.

    »Spielman In Bad Company« fortunately for us! Because in the bleak alleys of the morbid music industry the four country boys cook up a mean stew of music: The soul of the blues apparently survived the apocalypse and shines here in full splendor, spiced with noisy elements from the worlds of electronic and hip hop and everything else picked up along the way.

    Quirky and full of respect for the old masters of the genre, the quartet has redefined this tradition-steeped music. Because with all the hard-earned life-experience they've accumulated they hammer a completely new pulse into the blues in countless jams. Undisguised, gripping — let's call it neo-blues.

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1.
New Music 00:37
2.
Rusty 44 03:46
Well some men they just need killin’ / that’s just the way it has to be / because no amount of therapy / will ever set them free / and the day they hurt your loved one / is the day you will agree There was a man who hurt my baby / but he ain’t coming back no more / he was a sailor with the navy / but he ain’t sailing anywhere, anymore / ‘cos I shot him right through his liver / with my rusty forty four Well some men they just need killin’ / that’s just the way it has to be / ‘cos no amount of therapy / will ever set them free / and the day they hurt your loved one is the day you will agree
3.
Disbeliever 04:54
I cannot be taught / words you wanna say / I will not be forced, to pray what you pray / every day / and Sundays too / to spend my time just worshiping you My soul is all at sea / I don’t wanna sink / you can lead a horse to water / but you can never make it drink I don’t give a damn about what people say / I am what I am, wanna go my own way / everything’s easy, no book for the soul / no heaven above, or hell down below Sometimes I say stop / when I’m starting to sin / lying with ladies / and only half way in / late on in the evening / the guilt starts to bite / but ignoring the guilt / is just the start of the fight / strange in a way / I don‘t wanna drown / I’m all lost at sea / with this new freedom that I’ve found My soul is all at sea / I don’t wanna sink / you can lead a horse to water / but you can never make it drink I don’t give a damn about what people say / I am what I am, wanna go my own way / everything’s easy, no book for the soul / no heaven above, or hell down below / don’t wanna be lazy / I try to evolve / searching for problems that I can resolve / everything’s easy / with no book for the soul / no heaven above, or hell down below
4.
When pigs can walk on water / and win the Nobel Prize / and house bricks stick together without mortar / and politicians stop telling lies Sweet songs for the dying / will ride high in the charts I’m siding with the loser / tired of backing the winning team / because life is for the living / if you sort of know what I mean? Sweet songs for the dying / on the radio waves / happy songs for the dying / for our end of days Every Lama / holds its head up / so why cannot we?/ though every dog has its day / they have no way to know they are free Sweet songs for the dying / on the radio waves / sweet songs for the dying / for all our end of days
5.
Trails of a dusty fire / head out on a silver wire / words are gonna fly up higher / spoken like a true born liar Feelings have all but timing / feelings do all but rhyme in life / we are the ones deciding / and this is the life I like so Let me live my life in the hands of an angel / let me live my life in her hands may she keep me warm / let me live my life on the wings of an angel in the storm Memories gonna dress my bones / engravings of a lifetime of love / the truth can only take me home / like echoes raining down from above Down where the lights are blazing / down where the stakes are raising / down / where all my words are phasing / making the world seem crazy Let me live my life in the hands of an angel / let me live my life in her hands may she keep me warm / let me live my life on the wings of an angel in the storm Is it my condemnation / all of thoughts inside my head / it’s an abomination / let me go somewhere else instead Let me live my life in the hands of an angel / …
6.
7.
Fine Blues 04:02
8.
Further on up the road / someone’s gonna hurt you like you hurt me / further on up the road / someone’s gonna hurt you like you hurt me / further on up the road, baby, just you wait and see You gotta reap just what you sow / that old saying is true / you gotta reap just what you sow / that old saying is true / just like you mistreat someone, someone’s gonna mistreat you You been laughing, pretty baby, someday you’re gonna be crying / you been laughing, pretty baby / someday you’re gonna be crying / further on up the road you’ll find out I wasn’t lying Further on up the road / someone’s gonna hurt you like you hurt me / further on up the road / someone’s gonna hurt you like you hurt me / further on up the road, baby, just you wait and see
9.
Well Sunday, Sunday in the morning / I was wasting time out in the sun / so I went on down to hear the preacher / tell me all the things I had done wrong He said only cash, will buy me my ticket / for a seat on that heavenly train / so I went o out to the suburbs / and robbed the grocery store once again There is money to be made with good reefer / there is money to be made with moonshine / there is cash to be made with religion / money I will make for Jesus Christ There is money to be made out in China / there is money to be made in Shanghai / there is cash to be made with religion / and I’ll give it to Lord Jesus when I die Wasted supper / how much she must hate me / she burnt it black just out of spite / ‘cos I refused to buy her shoes / now she’s nitpicking and complaining / how I’ve learned to hate my wife / she’s incapable of understanding / my new religious life There is money to be made with good reefer / there is money to be made with moonshine / there is cash to be made with religion / money I will make for Jesus Christ
10.
Tell me there’s no reason / for burning up inside / that my heart is still beating / for a dazzling pale moonlight / well I try to find an answer / if you see me standing there / so never baby in my sweet life / have I felt like this before Don’t you wanna start believing / don’t you think, that’s just alright / that my heart is still beating / in my inner court, here tonight Well my answer doesn’t follow / if you see me standing here / so never baby in my sweet life / have I felt like this before / but I try to find an answer / if you see me standing here / so never baby in my sweet life / have I felt like this before Don’t you wanna start believing / don’t you think, that’s just alright / that my heart is still beating / in my inner court, here tonight Well, I’m washed away / in a thousand rains / so maybe on a cloudy day / I’m aloud to do my things / and to go my way Don’t you wanna start believing / … Don’t you wanna start believing / don’t you think, that’s just alright / that my heart is still beating / in my inner court, here tonight / in my inner court, here tonight / in my inner court, here tonight
11.
Inside 02:00
12.
Some say the surest way to die is to drown / rocks in your pockets will surely drag you down / but a bullet is the fastest way that I know / if you can do it / if you really want to let go But spare a thought for the survivors the loved ones you leave behind / ‘cos they’ll be the ones to su er / because you were weak of mind Even if you have no friends or family or lover at the end / the woman at the supermarket till she will miss, she will miss you still / the bus driver notice someone’s missing / and the barman he’ll miss your bill The doctor will miss a patient and your dentist miss your teeth / you know the taxman will miss your statement / when you’re buried deep down beneath So please don’t go / so please don’t go
13.
If trouble was money / I’d swear I’d be a millionaire / if trouble was money / babe, I’d swear I’d be a millionaire If worries was dollar bills / I’d buy the whole world and have money to spare Worry, worry, baby / I’ve had worries on my mind / I said, “Worry, worry, worry, baby. I’ve had worries all my life” / you know times is hard, baby, yeah / I swear, I don’t tell you no lie My mother used to tell me / she said, “Son, there gonna be days like this” / I said, “My mother used to tell me” / she said, “Son, there gonna be days like this” She said, “I want you to always be a winner. I love you, son, I don’t want you to quit.”
14.
Star 01:27
15.
Fly Away 04:28
Some glad morning when this life is over / I’ll fly away / to a home on God’s celestial shore / I’ll fly away / I’ll fly away, Oh Glory / I’ll fly away / when I die / Hallelujah, by and by / I’ll fly away When the shadows of this life have gone / I’ll fly away / like a bird from these prison walls I’ll fly / I’ll fly away / I’ll fly away, Oh Glory / I’ll fly away / when I die / Hallelujah, by and by / I’ll fly away Just a few more weary days and then / I’ll fly away / to a land where joy shall never end / I’ll fly away / I’ll fly away, Oh Glory / I’ll fly away / when I die / Hallelujah, by and by / I’ll fly away

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SWEET SONGS FOR THE DYING
Seit Jahrzehnten schätzen echte Kenner Ron Spielman für sein virtuoses Gitarrenspiel und exzellentes Songwriting. Mit seinen Handlangern Uwe Breunig, Joh Weisgerber (beide "The Ruffcats") und Werner Goldbach hat er sich nun in schlechte Gesellschaft begeben.

»Spielman In Bad Company« – zu unserem Glück! Denn in den düstersten Gassen der morbiden Musikindustrie kochen die vier Landeier ein würziges Süppchen Musik: Die Seele des Blues hat die Apokalypse offensichtlich überlebt und erstrahlt in voller Reife, gespickt mit krachigen Versatzstücken aus der Welt der Elektronik und des Hiphop und allem, was auf dem Weg dorthin so alles aufgesammelt wurde.

Skurril und voller Respekt vor den alten Meistern des Genres hat das Quartett eine Neudefinition dieser traditionsreichen Musik geschaffen. Denn mit ihrer ganzen, ledrig gegerbten Lebenserfahrung greifen sie sich den Blues und hämmern ihm in ungezählten Jam-Sessions gemeinsam einen völlig neuen, so noch nicht gehörten urbanen Pulsschlag ein. Unverstellt, zupackend – lasst es uns Neo-Blues nennen.

SWEET SONGS FOR THE DYING
Ron Spielman has been highly regarded for decades by those in the know for his guitar playing and excellent songwriting. With his new sidekicks Uwe Breunig and Joh Weisgerber (both of "The Ruffcats") and Werner Goldbach he's brought himself into bad company.

»Spielman In Bad Company« fortunately for us! Because in the bleak alleys of the morbid music industry the four country boys cook up a mean stew of music: The soul of the blues apparently survived the apocalypse and shines here in full splendor, spiced with noisy elements from the worlds of electronic and hip hop and everything else picked up along the way.

Quirky and full of respect for the old masters of the genre, the quartet has redefined this tradition-steeped music. Because with all the hard-earned life-experience they've accumulated they hammer a completely new pulse into the blues in countless jams. Undisguised, gripping — let's call it neo-blues.

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released May 5, 2017

Gesang & Gitarre: Ron Spielman
Drums: Uwe Breunig
Keys: Werner Goldbach
Bass: Joh Weisgerber

Produktion & Mix: Joh Weisgerber / Monojo
Master: Matze Milhoff / Embeat
Recording: Sven Peks / Audiolodge

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»Spielman In Bad Company« – zu unserem Glück! Denn in den düstersten Gassen der morbiden Musikindustrie kochen die vier Landeier ein würziges Süppchen Musik: Die Seele des Blues hat die Apokalypse offensichtlich überlebt und erstrahlt in voller Reife, gespickt mit krachigen Versatzstücken aus der Welt der Elektronik und des Hiphop und allem, was auf dem Weg dorthin so alles aufgesammelt wurde. ... more

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