The Ride of Our Lives EP

by Steve Robinson

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1.
Come Back 05:58
I'd come back if only you'd let me in I'd be there bearing roses I'd endeavour to crawl upon hand and knee While you all stare down your noses I have changed like you Rearranged and new I'll show you proof When I come back to you I'd come back if only you'd change some things I'd be there without warning Bring back pennies, steam trains and Slade Alive! I'd be there there by the morning You have changed like me Rearranged, I see I'll tell the truth When I come back to you Places to go, love to take or to leave Big consequences we never conceived Time on the clock ticking over So far away is much closer Than we might believe I'd come back if only you'd talk to me I would answer your questions Why did I go? How could I let you down? Funny that you should mention... We have changed, it's true Edges frayed and unglued We'll know the truth When I come back to you
2.
My glottal stop gives me away A storm in a tea cup with nothing much brewing I never liked that Earl Grey The things that you say, sometimes they get in the way Of things that you're doing Demons with ducks in a row Singing along to the songs that you're playing I never listened in school The things that you do, sometimes they get in the way Of things that you're saying Things to remember and things to forget But no time for all this regret and reliving So much ahead of you, so much behind Keeping your balance while walking the wire Flying your flag, any colour you like Happy as sin in the middle of life My knife and fork give me away They're in the wrong hands and my manners are fading Searching for that silver spoon The things you don't do, sometimes they get in the way Of changes you're making People to hold on to, people to let go And time for all this forget and forgiving So much within you and so much without So much to learn from, whisper and shout Rough 'round the edges but softer inside Getting stuck in to the middle of life You know where you've been, in the middle of life Watch me jump in to the middle of life
3.
Bed of Nails 04:27
There are those who think I'm a man on a mission A man with a vision or two There are those who would laugh at my fear of decision I think it's funny too And I've been a lot of places And I have seen a lot things And I wonder why I know nothing If I don't open up enough Twist the knife deep in my gut Lucky loser loves to fail I'm on the edge so push me in pain and pleasure breaks the skin I'm happy here beyond the pale On my bed of nails There are those who think I'm a man of ambition A slave to a master plan There are those who view me with doubt and suspicion And I quite understand 'cause I've been a lot of places And I have seen a lot of things And I wonder why I know nothing And I've known a lot of people And I did a lot of things And I made them cry and all for nothing If I don't open up enough Twist the knife deep in my gut Lucky loser loves to fail I'm on the edge so push me in pain and pleasure breaks the skin I'm happy here beyond the pale On my bed of nails (Whatcha gonna do when the sun goes down? Whatcha gonna do when the nighttime comes around? Here it goes again Here we go again Here it comes...) Happiness is the best revenge As you climb down from the fence again Takes the wind out of their sails Go to sleep on a bed of nails I'm happy here Happy here...
4.
Riddles 02:53
Good times, clean rhymes and riddles Be kind, don't lie or Fiddle about (don't shout!) We'll tell you what you need to know Not what you want to hear Listen to me I sound just like you Old ways, long days to dally New toys, old boys Carrying on, with bells on Tell us what we need to know Not what we want to hear Listen to you You sound just like me Feel your heart break Back in the neighbourhood The faces we make Sometimes stay that way for good Good times, clean rhymes and riddles
5.
Two little girls from the county of Kent, freed from the shadows of war Out of the darkness, into the sunshine, free to be children once more They'd grow up together, lives together bound Hands across the garden, streets and towns Well, kiss and tell, pigtails and inkwells, daisy stems in jam jars Turned to dates upon roller skates, and friday nights at The Star Mary met an American, stole her heart away Jean she fell for a northern boy, down from Lincolnshire way Old country, new love, lives entwined Godparents, bridesmaids and best man smiles "Everyone hold on tight" they said Soldiers to brand new brides "Everyone hold on tight" they said "We're in for the ride of our lives" Before too long, us kids came along, and we too would all become friends We played in the haze of long summer days, and we thought that they never would end Off to the Isle of Sheppey in a Singer Gazelle A cold dip and a warm pop, on the pebbles and shells Funfair reunions, arcade smiles Hands across the water, oceans wide "Everyone hold on tight" we'd say Atop of the carpet slide "Everyone hold on tight" we said "We're in for the ride of our lives" Well, we grew up fast and memories past, sit safe on the picture book page See how they've grown, these kids of our own, now it's their turn up on the stage A sadness full of beauty takes my breath away I wish they knew each other, like we did back in the day Sisters and brothers, hopes and fears Fathers and mothers dry the tears "Everyone hold on tight" we say, as they prepare to fly "Everyone hold on tight" we say "You're in for the ride of your lives"

about

On The Ride of Our Lives, Robinson further betrays his closet-folkie leanings, relying mainly on acoustic guitar arrangements, with a dash of mandolin and a sprinkling of viola and fiddle (courtesy of Nashville's string guru, Tim Lorsch) for good measure. Also along for the ride are Ditchflower, Ed Woltil (guitar, keyboards & programming), Chuck Darling (drums) and Steve's 14-year old daughter Emma who adds her sweet voice to two of the tracks.

Replete with wistful imagery from his formative years in northern England, these songs recall old family ties and reflect on the grey areas inherent in the old adage: You can never go back home.

The lyric from the EP's CSN&Y-tinged psych-folk opener, Come Back , recalls a fateful decision to leave the country of one's birth ("Places to go, love to take or to leave; big consequences we never conceived...") and wonders if a return is possible, while Riddles contrasts days of innocence with the disappointment often felt when revisiting your old childhood haunts as an adult ("Feel your heart break back in the neighbourhood; the faces we make sometimes stay that way for good").

"Is this a bloody midlife crisis record?" - you may be asking. Hopefully not. While the CD's second track is a fiddle-fuelled waltz, ominously titled Middle of Life, the song's lyric is more celebration than commiseration ("Watch me jump in to the middle of life!") and the lilting title track that closes the set is a life-affirming study of the ongoing relationship between two families growing up on either side of the Atlantic. So while there is a little looking back, Robinson also appears to be looking forward, as well just having a good old look around.

"Nice, but I really like Mumford & Sons" - Mrs Robinson

credits

released October 21, 2011

Produced and Recorded by:
Steve Robinson at Parlor Games, St. Petersburg, FL
Additional Recording by:
Ed Woltil at Tune Tree, Largo, FL
Brian Merrill at Studio B, St. Petersburg, FL
and Tim Lorsch at Fiddle About, Nashville, TN
Mixed & Mastered by:
Brian Merrill at Studio B, St. Petersburg, FL
“Bed of Nails” mixed by Steve Connelly
at Zen Recording, Pinellas Park, FL
Sleeve Design by Ed Woltil

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Strangled folk and mangled pop from a transplanted Englishman lost in America.

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