Southern Heart

So this song is tentatively titled "Southern Heart"... I will be posting a video of it soon. It is a folk-country kind of song... By the time I am done with the album recording it will be pretty alt-country... I guess you could call it Americana.

It was written for a girl I have pined over for years. Tried writing a song for her for YEARS, but was never album to. Now I have this one and a few more in the mix. This will be a Grant Walker song and not a speakercoil song as I plan on recording all parts myself.

"Southern Heart"
All words and music by Grant Walker, all rights reserved

She’s a northern girl with a southern heart
So she tends to loose her way
In the cold arms of a New England house
From which she always runs away

For twenty years I pled my case
And reluctantly hung my head
As the smooth tongued suitors
Sought the warmth of her bed

And Amy tell me once again
What lies beneath the eyes
And the messages you disguise
Oh lord, am I deserving of your love
Yet

On a seesaw on the playground

I began to steal your friends
Then in high school I dogged your heels
Reaching for your hand

Grant for granted, you’re never alone
In the evenings ahead
Doubt in the mind of a nostalgic heart
But you lead me on again

So Amy tease me once again
With eyes beneath the lies
Of the feelings you disguise
Oh lord, will you put faith within my love
Yet

Grand Central delusional track change
But it’s worth my while
Hopping the 9:12 to Poughkeepsie
Just to see you
Just to see you

And Amy tell me once again
What ties my wandering eyes
To the smiles that you hide
Oh lord, I’m falling back in love
Yet again

Deserving of a lifetime of songs
That I’m too afraid to play
Reassuring you of the obvious
That my love will not stray
No I will not stray
No I will not stray

Charted

I posted this video down with the lyrics as well... but here it is again.

This is an original I wrote back in 2006.

The Stone

This is The Stone by Dave Matthews... Used to cover this a lot. Not my best cover of it, but not bad...

Lucky

This is Lucky by Radiohead... Fucking love this song!

Trailer Trash

OK... So now starts my video posts... These are my current youtube videos. Gonna start with my cover of Trailer Trash by Modest Mouse...

Talking

Ok... So this is an OLD ass song... Wrote it when I was like 18. It was inspired by Ryan Adams... I just wanted to write an upbeat country song. This is what emerged.

"Talking"
All words by Grant Walker, All rights reserved

Well the sun aint gonna shine forever
You gotta take what you can get
And pray that you do not forget
But I got trapped by her sugar
Alone in bitter emptiness
And thus I must digress


I said love, love don't you turn your back on me
and I said love, love, oh why won't you let me be
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep

Well tomorrow is only the next day coming
And many more lie ahead, before I can rest my head
But the sun aint gonna shine forever
You gotta take what you can get, and pray that you do not regret

I said love, love don't you turn your back on me
and I said love, love, oh why won't you let me be
I said love, love, you got me beggin' at your feet
I said love,
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep

Well the sun aint gonna shine forever
You gotta take what you can get
And pray that you do not regret
Because the sun aint gonna shine forever
No the sun aint gonna shine forever
ohhhhh
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep


But I said love, love don't you turn your back on me
and I said love, love, oh why won't you let me be
and I said love, love, oh you got me beggin' at your feet
I said love,
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep
You got me talking in my sleep

"Exits"

I forgot about this one too... This Scott and I started recording and abandoned for a while... I am currently revamping it and finishing it.

It is about the disconnection between people, and how it is easier to separate and try and go our own ways than actually connect... But how this separation is what actually keeps us down. There is also a Radiohead allusion thrown in... See if you can find it! I wrote it after realizing how isolated they felt while making a documentary during the OK Computer tour (hint there)...

"Exits"
Words by Grant Walker, All Rights Reserved

Everyone flees to the fire escape
But the railing is rusted shut
Tired of running from ourselves
We're just flailing inside our ruts

Every action has an equal and opposite reaction
Sleeping tight with minds on cruise control
Creeping up slowly into separate factions

But you're feeling, you're feeling it out
Yeah you're feeling it out, yeah you're just feeling it out

Well meeting people is easy or so I have heard
Hanging on for dear life onto all of your words

But you're feeling, you're feeling it out
Yeah you're feeling it out

But you're feeling, you're feeling it out
Yeah you're feeling, you're feeling it out
Yeah you're just feeling, you're feeling, you're feeling it out

Sitting on the porch drowning auto transit
Searching for all the convenient exits

But you're feeling, you're feeling it out
Yeah you're feeling, you're feeling it out
Yeah you're just feeling, you're feeling, you're feeling it out

Footing

This song was featured in a documentary not too long ago. I kind of forgot about until recently. I wrote it in 2006. First song I wrote after Nathan Davis passed away.

"Footing"
All lyrics by Grant Walker, All Rights Reserved

And you sit high above your golden sun
And you say that nothing here is worth taking away
Run away from all your superstitious fears
And I'll stay and take the blame for all your filthy lies

But here I stand and here I fall
My iron cold back up against the wall
And I have loved, and I have lost
It's the in between that hurts the most
Yeah... Yeah... Yeah..

And you say that I was never worth the wait
Mary Jane she stays to comfort me inside your wake
Now awake from all these horrifying dreams
Mistakes are what makes us human anyway

But here we stand and here we fall
With no direction at all
Now some are lost and some are found
But to forgive is the most profound
Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...

Caroline, You're tangling me inside your pines
But it's fine, I know my muse lies deep inside
So I'll stay and work a little harder on my play
Don't be late, or I leave you inside of my wake

But here I stand and here I fall
With stone cold roses up against the wall
Now I have loved and I have lost
I'm happier now you're not around
Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...

Everything In Its Right Place

Zombies filter like sheep onto the street of a city fast asleep while the lady in the isle stares innocent as a child unknowing of the vile acts of freedom behind her back. All Points West. Its here that my idea of a concert experience has changed. A half assed festival with an all star line up.

The first night was packed with energy and emotion. I must say that the festival itself was very poorly run. Very little artwork, no one holding anything, no open "feel the love" kind of attitude. Being a bunch of New Yorkers you of course get the bull shit city folks ruining the crowd. I was told by one guy to stop singing, and I wanted to say "fuck you, you obviously don't understand what a concert is about, and because of that you don't even deserve to be here"... Instead I just shifted my way away from him.

However the fans didn't bring the music down. Andrew Bird had a great turn out for the size of act he is, and played well beyond the talents of most main stage acts. His fiddle blazed and pricked the audience and sent them into a frenzy many times throughout his set. A handful of new tunes were played mixed with favorites from past albums... Most notably my favorite album The Mysterious Production of Eggs. 

Of course the main spotlight of this article will go out to Radiohead... My main reason for going in the first place. Not only did they not disappoint... They played with a precision that I have never witnessed before. The ability it takes to perform such crazy tracks as "Pyramid Song" live is uncanny. Every tune was performed flawlessly, with Tom and Johnny bouncing around like they were still school lads banging heads in a garage.

The beginning of the set kicked you right into groove with 15 Step leading the way. Other highlights of their set definitely include Paranoid Android, Cymbal Rush, Pyramid Song with a special thank you to NYC, Lucky, How To Disappear Completely, Everything In Its Right Place, Street Spirit, and House of Cards... Well it's actually pretty fucking tough to pick highlights from a show like this. It has redefined what I expect out of a live concert.

The light show was amazing... The icicles they have are mesmerizing flashing red and green and dripping with life. The video work was also very intriguing... Being manipulated into sepia tone or overlaid with images of sound wave generated graphics.

I will write more tomorrow night. For now I must rest. I will end with their full set list!

1. 15 Step

2. There There

3. Morning Bell

4. All I Need

5. Lucky

6. Nude

7. Weird Fishes/Arpeggi

8. The Gloaming

9. Optimistic

10. Videotape

11. Reckoner

12. Jigsaw Falling Into Places

13. You and Whose Army?

14. Idioteque

15. Climbing Up The Walls

16. Bodysnatchers

17. How To Disappear Completely

Encore 1

18. House of Cards

19. Pyramid Song

20. Paranoid Android

21. Dollars and Cents

Encore 2

22. Street Spirit

23. Cymbal Rush

24. Just

25. Everything In Its Right Place

Illusions

Ok... One of my few Political songs. I wrote this right after Bush got re-elected... I was 19 I think at the time... Maybe 20.

"Illusions"

All lyrics by Grant Walker, All rights reserved

Hail to the thief

They cried from the street

And you, you've taken control

Of what no one should own

Freedom is

Such a colorful Illusion

Painted on

The smog and the pollution

We are slaves

To a walled off street

We're no better

Than the cows and the sheep

And you, You've taken disguise

And you, you made your stocks rise

And doesn't it feel sweet

To take from those who need

Freedom is

Such a colorful Illusion

Lost among the smog and the pollution

We are slaves

To a walled off street

We're no better

Than the cows and the sheep

Hallow have the eagles eyes become

An Iron, and Iron fist... Backed by guns

And time

Has come

For a

A new revolution

One

Last solution

And a

A new constitution

Leave It All Behind

OK... So this one I forgot about. Wrote it when I was 19, and was partially inspired by Nathan's life and partially inspired by mine.

"Leave It All Behind"

Lyrics by Grant Walker, All rights reserved

Take your time

To find a way, back home

Leave it all behind

Free your mind

Forget what you have known

Leave it all behind

It's three A.M.

Your demons are at play

The mirrors on the table

The razor's on it's way

It's the same old shit

That happens every night

You lost all your reason

And you're blinded by your fright

You are trapped in the memories

Of the years that have passed

You're locked inside a maze

Deep within the hour glass

And take your time

To find a way back home

Leave it all behind

Free your mind

Forget what you have known

Leave it all behind

Shut your mouth

There's nothing more to say

I'm tired of the lies

That you've been preaching everyday

Yeah you think you're a god

But you can't face your reflection

Yeah, you're too scared to look

Because of fear of self rejection

So take your time

To find your way back home

Leave it all behind

Free your mind

Forget what you have known

Leave it all behind

Leave it all behind

Leave it all behind

Cigarettes and Weed

So I wrote this when I was just a teen... Still love it and it is one of my most catchy tunes as well as one of my most popular.

"Cigarettes and Weed"

All lyrics by Grant Walker, All rights reserved

Aint got a dollar in my pocket, or a penny in my shoes

I'm packing all my bags cause there aint nothing to loose

While in the Carolinas, I learned to play guitar

And everyone was telling me "Son, that aint gonna get you far"

Well I went about my business

I said I'm doing fine

The changing of the seasons

Has made me loose my mind

So I moved into the city and found myself some pay

I sat on the couch and watched my dreams fade away

I wasted all my money on cigarettes and weed

I burned away the dollars just to fuel my greedy needs

Well I went about my business

I said I'm doing fine

I may have lost my reason

But I'll never loose my rhyme

Didn't have to be this way

It was me who let it slip away

I just hope I'm not too late

Another ghost of yesterday

But I have too many now

And I need to break free some how

And find my way

Capsized

This is my favorite song I have written so far... Not so much lyrically... but musically.

To check it out go to www.myspace.com/grantmwalker, you can also get a free download of it there.

Lyrics by Grant Walker/Scott Calpin, All Rights Reserved.

"Capsized"

On our road to hell

Oh what things did we say

Minds with good intentions

Paved our very way

On our road to hell

Oh what things did we see

With hurricanes around us

And our minds at sea

On our road to hell

Oh what things have I done

Used and abused you for the anger than begun

Six months from heaven when we started our path

When your back collapsed

(On our road to hell, it was worth it till, you gave away the life we made until, we cut ourselves loose, from the noose, and put it all on a shelf)

Oh what things have I done

Oh what things have I done

(What have I done, have I done anything to make it all undone)

Oh and who have I become

(Who have I? who have I? who have I? who have I?)

Oh who have I become

(Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell Me! Tell me!)

On my way to redemption I acended the ash

Like a bird of flame rising from a karma stained past

Snatching at the heels of the world

As my mind begins to twirl

(Like a bird rising from a karma stained past simulating everything I did, while sinking on this ship, thinking on myself, and never, ever, ever, ever doing shit!)

What things have I done?

(Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!)

What things have I done?

(Who have I? Who have I? Who have I? Who have I? Who have I?)

And who have I become

And what have I done

Oh look at at who I've become

And look at what I've done

Yeah look at who I've become

Alone With My Apologies

This is the last song I wrote right before my mentor in music, Nathan Davis. I eventually retooled the lyrics to be about him.

Lyrics by Grant Walker, All rights reserved.

"Along With My Apologies"

And on the streets

The pharmacists laugh

Their weight their dirt

Inside an hour glass

And now we drink

To the death of a man

A slave to the highway

Searching for his promised land

And what was your great idea

You trapped your life inside a wheel

And now no one's left, but me

Alone with my apologies

Alone with my apologies

And in the basement

The devil screams

Sometimes got me thinking

Hell aint as bad as it seems

And what was your great idea

You left me trapped behind the wheel

And now no one's left, but me

Alone with my apologies

Alone with my apologies

But I don't trust

What I've been told

And I'm thinking

About leaving

For good

Alone with my apologies

Alone with my apologies

Alone, Alone, Alone with my apologies

But I don't trust

What I've been told

And I'm thinking

About leaving

For good

Charted

So this song was inspired by what my band mate was calling this song when it was just an instrumental... Charted. It inspired a whole story of someone tracking down a girl that broke his heart and then finally killing her. At first it was to just be about someone tracking someone down and murdering them and then a name came to me Elenor (which a lot of people call this song), and that's when it became about a girl. Notice it is a-sexual until it gets to that name and then the second verse explains it.

Lyrics by Grant Walker, All Rights Reserved

"Charted"

I, I've charted my way

Redemption is only miles away

And I, I tracked you down

From eight cities into this town

And I know your here

And the knock at the door is the last sound

That you'll ever hear

The hour approaches

And my mind is perfectly clear

The hammer will cock

And your body will drop

To the floor

Eleanor

Eleanor

And you, you took what you could from me

With your, your fishnet stalkings at your knees

And I, I know your sins

And now it's time for this carnival to begin

And I know your here

And the knock at the door is the last sound

That you'll ever hear

The time has arrived and my conscience

Is perfectly clear

The hammer has cocked

And your body it dropped

To the floor

Eleanor

Eleanor

Eleanor

November

Lyrics by Grant Walker, all rights reserved.

"November"

Lying awake, was staring at the sun

Heard a bird start to sing

Like the shot of a gun

And I was just thinking about someone else

You were just thinking about someone else

Dying to take some artificial fun

This moment means nothing

We are both on the run

And you were just thinking about someone else

We were both thinking about someone else

And can you remember

How we came to be?

And in our November

I hardly recognize me

Lying awake was staring at the sun

Heard a bird start to sing out

Like the shot of a gun

And I was just thinking about you

I was just thinking about you

Somewhere back home the rain is falling hard

It makes me so alone just knowing where you are

Too much to take, we were on the run

Heard your memory sing out, like the shot of a gun

And I was just thinking about you

I was just thinking about you

And can you remember

Just how we used to be?

And in our November

I hardly recognize me

Lord I hardly recognize me

No, I hardly recognize me

Introduction

So this site is going to focus around music OBVIOUSLY... Mainly I will be posting lyrics, audio clips, pictures, and videos. However I will also be posting reviews and opinions on here as well... To read about my life, check out the Thoughtcrime blog... But for Music only, STAY TUNED!

Cheers!

-Grant Walker