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Jazz tinged poetic rural folk psych featuring a unique singer whose penmanship is rivaled only by his voice.

12 MP3 Songs
FOLK: Modern Folk, BLUES: Blues Vocals



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Headed for a career as an English professor in the mid 1960âs, John Lyle was âbroadsidedâ by Bob Dylan and The Beatles. His degree went out the window, and so did he, playing in a series of bands and then performing on Canadian network television and radio as a solo act. He was also signed to two record labels during this era, but realized that because of his highly sensitive nature he was not cut out for the performing life.
J
ohn returned to his home in the Vancouver area, and devoted
himself to his family, supporting them with a career that may have been more dangerous than the perfomance stage. He became a postman. John Lyleâs wonderful body of work is evidence of a life lived on the streets and in the home, filled with all the love and loss and joy and despair that are part and parcel of being alive. The songs are vital, not written to imitate a commercial trend or to fulfil a contract, but to reflect the intensity of experience and to remain sane.

Feedback -

'John's songs are amazing!' Frazee Ford (The Be Good Tanyas),

'We love John Lyle. We listen to him all the time.' The Sumner Brothers,

'There's lots of nice stuff on there!' Paul Rodgers (Bad Company; Free; Queen),


âMagnificent!â - Robert Altman,


'John Lyle will take you gently to your safe place, and then sneak up on you with a song as uncompromisingly ferocious as a grizzly in a maternity ward.â Dennis Albo, in his reality novel âOne Bullet Left,â

'The James Joyce of folk'- Heywood Banks,

'Super, passionate stuff!' Mark Smith


"Bootleg Powerhead" lyrics-

1. RIVERS OF STONE


Neon Bride, please come inside, youâve sanctified the street
Now kiss my doors and bless the boards that run beneath my feet

Neon Bride, please look alive and leave these streams of stone
And search my banks and breathe your soul into my telephones

Canât you hear the silver sirens scream at sickle moons?
Electric tyrants make my life a room and a road that leads nowhere

Neon Bride, forget your pride and pave the paths to hell
The street of lies runs through your eyes
And the darkness knows you well

Neon Bride, youâre not alive, your veins are coursed with gas
Your life is light and like as not your light might never last

Canât you feel the fires burning all along the dream
Glass hearts yearning by a silver stream
Laid of stones that roll nowhere

2. LIVING THROUGH THE BLUES

Missed a lot of lovinâ down in Tennessee
It takes a lot of lovinâ for a fool like me
Livin' through the blues Iâm like a fricasseed chickadee

Smoked a lot of dope and Iâm an aeroplane
Iâm never gonna see things quite the same again
Livin' through the blues Iâm like a fricasseed chickadee

See the little lady, boys, she sets my soul on fire
Iâm the kind of shady toy should be her pacifier

If I run out of atoms on the Santa Fe
Think Iâll pretend Iâm Jimmie Rogers in a Chevrolet
Livin' through the blues Iâm like a fricasseed chickadee

Had eternal contacts âtil they disappeared
Guess theyâre somewhere in the middle of the hemisphere
Livin' through the blues Iâm like a fricasseed chickadee

It blows my mind to find that Iâm still on parole
Iâm dreaming on the outskirts of my only soul
Livin through the blues Iâm like a fricasseed chickadee

3. KATHERINE ROSSâS HOSSES

I wish that I was one of Katherine Rossâs hosses
Weâd ride the range to the silver strains of me
Sheâd ride astride and Iâd feel obliged to wander
Wherever she might want the range to be
Canât you see me now? I ainât no plow horse
Iâm a saucy, tossy Ross horse
With my mistress mounting me so wild and free
And if my libidoâs showinâ, bet your spurs Iâll be growinâ
Palomino, pal of mine, youâre gonna do me proud

I wish that I was one of Katherine Rossâs hosses
From Tinsel Town to the sylvan mound weâd roam
Weâd stake our claim and sheâd call my name- âFlame Wonder,â
My five-card pard, youâre never gonna let me down
Canât you see us now, ainât we a picture
Worth a thousand story-book words?
Saddle pals with saddle bags of saddle songs
âcause that long, long trail gets dusty and it helps
To have a trusty saddle tune or two to fun the miles away

I wish that I was one of Katherine Rossâs hosses
No hitchinâ postsâd come between her steed and her
We wouldnât ford loveâs stream, weâd ride her sparkling clean
True waters into the setting sun for ever more
Canât you see us now, aint we a western, fairy-tale dream
Weâre the best one to slip out of here in such a lonesome time
And if horses could get married to a starlet, not to a carriage
Weâd no longer wander shamelessly in sin

4. LIES ARE ONLY LETTERS

Reverberating into the innermost reaches of his private brain
Hal Humble tests the sad, sad state of his joke; fully realizing
Lies are only letters to your heartsick motherâs
Lonesome baby child, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!

Complicating matters in the strangest way but with a sense of flow
Halâs Hannah smiles a quick âHello! I know you know I know.â
Fully realizing lies are only letters to your heartsick loverâs
Lonesome baby smile, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!

Calibrating constancies across the room and through the great divide
Hal Humble hears his Hannah sigh, âI guess Iâm still alone.â
Fully realizing lies are only letters from your heartsick loverâs
Motherâs broken child, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!

Mitigating circumstances with his hands and with his sounds of love
Hal Humble makes his special love across his Hannahâs eyes;
Fully realizing lies and ties and alibis intensify
Your lullaby of love- oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!

5. WAVES OF LOVE

Waves of love come rolling in
But I just drag my feet
And point to whatâs around me
Can there be no real relief?
Maybe up and inâs the only way to move
But down and outâs the only God damn way to go

Now and then my lover bends to take in whatâs inside
Flying over promises that leave me satisfied

I stand and tremble mutely
As this death of days goes on
I could not change my visions
Until I had turned them round

The circle keeps on opening and closing on the past
Will the city be the place weâll meet and leave at last?

6. COME ON OVER


Here I here I here I come, right back where I started from
And I donât even know where Iâve been
Singing crazy songs to you to pass the time weâre going through
And I canât even say, no I canât even say what Iâm seeing
Be what Iâm being, get where Iâm going to, way beyond the blues

Here I here I here I am in the same old space Iâm always in
Looking for that same old lost corral
Playing saddle stoned with you the game of what weâre going through
And Iâm saying to you, Iâd like to see you near
Being what youâre being, getting where youâre going to
Way beyond the blues

Here I here I here I swim in the same old stream you found me in
Sinking through the stone-blown blue moon sky
Saying good-bye to the same old tune. so long now, and Iâll see you soon
Far and wide and here and in between

Being what weâre being, getting where weâre going to
Way back home with you
Itâs a long itâs a hard itâs a happy time and Iâm trying to make it through
True blue

7. KEEP THE BANNERS FLYING

My heartâs been sent to heaven and the same old used to be
Still lingers on beside the riverside
That holds a line on me, holds a line on me

The dream is an illusion and it never comes again
Until the ocean tries to take you back
To where youâve always been, where youâve always been

Chorus-
And when the cave on sugar mountain
Is the only home I count on, Iâm a fool
And when the grave beneath Death Valley
Is my mind inside an alley, Iâll be cool

A series of explosions from the leftest field there is
Has come and left me with a big desire to break into the biz
Break into the biz

The scenes are always changing and I havenât found the key
But when I sing this song the ghost of God
Comes sailing home to me, sailing home to me

8. HELLO, BUDDY

Well, I know your lazy susans, and I know your easy chairs
And I know your swinging hammocks sleepy-two time your despair
And I know the hours you kill spending seconds splitting hairs
Cannot keep you from your purpose, cannot keep you from the stair
And I wish that I could organize my mind

Well, I know that your polemics, comprehensive and bizarre
Could get me on your band-wagon if I was a movie star
But Iâm having trouble shaking, I no longer have a car
And my best friendâs wife has left me in this lonesome, homely bar
And I wish I had a dollar for a dime

âcause Iâm still a little thirsty and thereâs still a lot of time
âcause those big, old hands keep slowinâ and stopping on my dime
And the world owes me a drink and I just want what is mine
And Iâll hate the man who says youâre not my friend

Well I think my stool is screwing me up into my hair
And is that our old bar-tender with his arm up in the air?
And is that a knife heâs holding? Well itâs just not hardly fair
After all the time Iâve spent here and with all Iâve had to bear
Do you think you have somewhere that you can spare?

9. DEATHLESS SONG

If the sun donât burn the tears away from all our ragged dreams
Iâll be the one to try to prove that I am more than what I seem
If the steel, insane insistent rain from my old, lost guitar
Can be a groove for me and a tune for you, help me raise the bar

Loveâs a wicked word when youâre a crazy cagey fool
Beneath the silver wires and diamond knives in time
Left alone and stoned into the heart of Emmotâs Zone
I know that everything thatâs passed ainât left behind

And so Iâll meet you in the countryside a love affair from now
You know, I pray the breeze that feeds the trees
Will hold us there somehow

New bluebirds and old blue-devils war inside of me
I guess a deathless songâs the only way I have to set you free

Feel the blue cool burn of frontier justice in the yearning
That weâre yearning every time we want to cry
Iâm the part of you that wants to be the part of me
That wants to come into the sky while Iâm alive

If the sun donât burn the tears away from all our ragged dreams
Iâll be the one to try to prove that I am more than what I seem

9. DEATHLESS SONG

If the sun donât burn the tears away from all our ragged dreams
Iâll be the one to try to prove that I am more than what I seem
If the steel, insane insistent rain from my old, lost guitar
Can be a groove for me and a tune for you, help me raise the bar

Loveâs a wicked word when youâre a crazy cagey fool
Beneath the silver wires and diamond knives in time
Left alone and stoned into the heart of Emmotâs Zone
I know that everything thatâs passed ainât left behind

And so Iâll meet you in the countryside a love affair from now
You know, I pray the breeze that feeds the trees
Will hold us there somehow

New bluebirds and old blue-devils war inside of me
I guess a deathless songâs the only way I have to set you free

Feel the blue cool burn of frontier justice in the yearning
That weâre yearning every time we want to cry
Iâm the part of you that wants to be the part of me
That wants to come into the sky while Iâm alive

If the sun donât burn the tears away from all our ragged dreams
Iâll be the one to try to prove that I am more than what I seem

11. LOSE

i canât read between the lines between the lines
i canât say the words that touch off a good time
only stop myself from having a good try at the fly ball that is lost up in the sky
the limitâs known to me alone all by myself in emmotâs zone
you can rock the night away and say your prayers
you can throw the key away and say you care
about the wheres and hows and whys youâre not there
and why you donât believe that itâs not fair
for me to care about you, for me to share what i lose
think iâll close my eyes and dream another song
after all iâve memorized it wonât be long
before some new someone else happens along
and i get a chance to prove iâm always wrong
for you and your friends, tell me the truth, donât I lose?
i canât see between the brackets of taipan
but i have a very special friend who can
she looks in on jack the ripper in between
and paints self-portraits of the many things sheâs seen
like something dark, and noahâs ark, that block the stream, confuse her dream
she canât see as far as she has never seen
she canât be as far as she has never been
but she sure as hell can push you off the boat
yes and seal her plastic hands around your throat
she brings ice-box blues and sad good new,s worn out toys for broken boys
used to be that we all slept around her bed
with the dreams of her dead lovers for our head
of the crowd that melted rosebuds on the sleigh
and washed the guts of fallen angels down the drain
we have had enough, she played too rough
weâve lost the pooh, now weâre all through

12. LOST IN THE DREAM

The day of grace was up today, Iâm shipwrecked in your arms
All my false alarms ring true, old buddy, Iâm blue
Derekâs bass can fill the space between our tear-stained eyes
Above the seizing lies we knew, oh, old buddy, I knew

And you know, I love to play the fool,
Capsized and baptized and scared to be in school
But if youâre gonna leave me, you better leave me paralyzed
âcause Iâm telling you now, Iâm in love with your eyes
I think itâs the truth, Iâm in love with your eyes

Love to be the shooting star to suck you to the screen
Just like Eddie Dean come true, oh, old buddy, come true
I can sing a wave length out beyond the no mile reef
Because of my belief in you, oh old buddy, in you

Undertow, drag me to the deep
Wrap your arms around me and rock my brain to sleep
But I donât guess a comaâs gonna keep me crystallized
âcause Iâm telling you now, Iâm in love with their eyes
I think itâs the truth, Iâm in love with your eyes

Itâs hard as nails to try to find a silver thing to say
When youâre a shipwrecked castaway
Like me, oh, old buddy like me


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