the city's alive you best believe you can look into its eyes you can feel it breathe city of night, so open and lonesome the quiet scream I'm still waking from the long strung-out dreams you see once again I’s tricked just like I said I's bamboozled in the moonlight, as she’d met some other …
how it began. I hear that train a-comin’
John 'Jack' Lucious Quinby is a journalist who specializes in current affairs and American music. Jude Moonlight is a musician and songwriter, a blues singer and guitar playin' vagabond. The following is a transcript of one in several conversations between the two friends, though the date of the recording is unknown. We are quite sure …
Aren’t You Glad It’s Not You?
Lyrics by Ren Michael I want to send you my love I want to tell you I’m proud I want to hear your voice, son I want you with me now You over my shoulders Your young hand in mine As you stand next to me As I know you’re alive I can’t find the …
Dark Dancer
I might have had a dream where I rode in from Europe I came in from the sea, strode upon the shores of my hometown Miami & up to Lauderdale too Here I was There she was Dancing in the dark 'neath purple and blue neon, cigar smoke over barroom tables dance floor, vacant except …
Breathless
Through the bedroom mirror the future's hidden in stone-cold expressions piercing smoke filled air and still, with every empty kiss, you leave me breathless Your shoulder bare, lit like a child’s moon Humming softly it's late in the afternoon Your hair, tousled & blonde, Still breathing, Searching a wandering dawn Let me have your gun, …
Oh, Sherri!
St. Valentine’s Day Her voice calls out, echoes in the darkness. A twisted laugh screaming down the hall out the street and I’m surrounded by funhouse mirrors. but I know that laugh recognize the perfume She might act real pretty w/ the right jewelry too but inside lurks the demon, & man you best believe, …
