Ten Days to Burn it Down

by Paul Bibbins

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1.
If you can sleep good and tight at night, But you know your politics just ain’t right, And that crazy news bubble leaves you clueless, While your newly chosen leader turns into Judas. Could you burn it down, If they gave you one day to have it your way, Would you burn it down, I know I could. Back in the sixties young people spoke for the masses, But today people only speak to two classes, Either in it for the left, or you’re in it for the right, But lord knows that ain’t too bright. So could you burn it down, If they gave you three days to cut through the haze, Would you burn it down, I think you should. Well there’s a man wants to build a wall, And pretenses are that it’ll protect us all, But if you’re thinkin’ like I’m thinkin’, You know better money would’ve been spent on the Titanic not sinking. So could you burn it down, If you had five days time, and you really didn’t mind, Would you burn it down I wish you would. And down to the letter, and my brother you’ll get nothing, ‘Cause now and forever, this old world, it keeps on moving. Down to the letter, and your mother can hear you fallin’, It’s now, no not ever, she can’t be there when the troops come callin’. Well it’s a city of lost souls in the Blight House, Which, in a bygone era we called it the White House, Chaos flows down hard from the man sittin’ at the top, It’ll take a thousand years to get past his political rot. So could you burn it down, If they gave you seven days and a lotta ways, Would you burn it down, I know I could. We all see the man ain’t so great, Just like the night time news shows ain’t so fake, And if you’re feelin’ like I’m feelin’, We gotta get him out of office quick to start some healin’. So could you burn it down, If they gave you ten days, and fifty ways, Could you do the damn thing, and burn it down, I wish you would.
2.
Castles just stay there, But she comes from nowhere. So sweet! Oh and she comes wild, With vivid fascinations. To take me to, The palace of our fortune. Where both our magic metal bodies, Cascade into one melting pot of love. Where both our magic metal bodies, Cascade into one melting pot of love. But for me, Well the beast would be all that I had to call. And if not for her, Aw, the beast would be all that I had to call. If not for my baby, The beast would be all that I had to call. If not for Everfire Everwind, The beast would be all that I had to call. If not for Everfire Everwind, The beast would be all that I had to call. If not for Everfire Everwind. Vanity does not know her, But she comes as my best love. So sweet! Oh and she comes wild, With such imagination. As ever the fire, forever the wind. With irreverence, aw, in her eye, And beauty as her stride. With irreverence, aw, in her eyes, And beauty as her stride. But for me, Well the beast would be all that I had to call. And if not for her, Aw, the beast would be all that I had to call. If not for my baby, The beast would be all that I had to call. If not for Everfire Everwind, The beast would be all that I had to call. If not for Everfire Everwind, The beast would be all that I had to call. If not for Everfire Everwind.
3.
So you live the righteous way, That’s all you need to say…you’ll be a rock child, yeah, yeah, ‘Cause rock children seem to know, The way world should go, it’s a lock child, So will you do all the things you have to, make this world, Make it a better place….for the goold old human race. And if you’re at all concerned, I wish we could all learn, What is our destiny, And if you’re at all concerned, some times we have to burn, We can’t just accept what they say has to be. Will you give all you have to give to, live in this world, As a rock child, yeah, yeah, Or will you do all the things you have to, just get by, so easily, But not on my dime, and not on my time, And will I do all the things I have to, make this world, Make it so righteous. I can see all the rock children, I can see in their souls, I can see that they’re, I can see all God’s children, I can see in their souls, And I can see that they’re so beautiful, beautiful. When they’ve given out all the tickets to the new generation, yeah, yeah, I know all of the rock children are gonna be there, I said all of the rock children, they will be there, But just as with all concerned, wish we could all learn, Just what is our destiny, And just as with all concerned, some things we have to burn, We can’t just accept what they say has to be.
4.
You might call her the latest roadside rebel, but I call her a most determined devil, You might call her the latest roadside rebel, but I call her a most determined devil, Sweet thing of pretty rings, and that she’ll always be, Just a woman gone mad, Oh what a life that woman’s had. But deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect pitch of time, Deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect of time, Deep down, deep down, deep down. Of woman, oh woman, Oh woman, sweet woman, Sweet woman, just woman. She don’t need to play the rebel without a cause, ‘cause she’s the mad raging water from the wicked waterfall, She don’t need to play the rebel without a cause, ‘cause she’s the mad raging water from the wicked waterfall, Woman child of sweet elegance, and that she’ll always be, Just a woman of her time, Oh what comes from that woman’s mind. But deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect pitch of time, Deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect of time, Deep down, deep down, deep down. Of woman, oh woman, Oh woman, sweet woman, Sweet woman, just woman, Oh yeah. From the depths of emotion you long to be nearer, but she is gone, From the depths of emotion you long to be nearer, but she is gone, Sweet thing of pretty rings, and that she’ll always be, If you wonder what you had, Oh what drives that woman mad. But deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect pitch of time, Deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect of time, Deep down, deep down, deep down. Of woman, oh woman, Oh woman, sweet woman, Sweet woman, just woman, Oh yeah.
5.
Run 03:31
I’m on my way downtown, And I’ve got a lotta shoppin’ to do. I hear ya baby. I’ll never pay much attention, To fools like you. And if I choose to stay, can you see me run? And if I choose to stay, can you hear me run? I hear your voice so clear and strong. Just want to love ya, That’s doin’ wrong. I tell you ‘bout the powers that be, And buzz words are, You won’t see me. And if I choose to stay, can you see me run? And if I choose to stay, can you hear me run? Now the strong winds are callin’ to me baby. And my eyes want blue skies. You know I made and lost a lotta friends. That’s it, so I’m outta here, Now goodbye. Now you are running, I can see you run. Yes you are running girl, and I can hear you run.
6.
We’re all livin’ on the outside, but we’re born for inside, We’re all livin’ on the outside, but we’re born for inside, But no way there that I can see, But don’t you ask me how I know, Don’t you ask me how I know, but I just know, But don’t ya ask me how I know, Don’t you ask me how I know, But I just know. Walk this world thinking of what will be, Well the fire of the great night, Someone walk with me, And from this day, And as the sea has voice, I say collective love can bear the strike, Collective love makes all dark bright, If we just care, Collective love can bear the strike, Collective love makes all dark bright, If we just care. Well the fire in a man’s heart is the cutting room floor, So if he tells you what he feels, You’ve come upon so much more, And as you see the steel curtain fall, Fire the shot that touches his soul, Fire the shot he’s gotta be told, All life is in, Fire the shot that touches his soul, Fire the shot he’s gotta be told, All life is in, And all that I can think of is what if, What was, will be, And all that I can think of is what if, What was, will be, Must be, We’ll see, Must be.
7.
I shoulda been runnin’ long since before I was born, Yes I shoulda been runnin’ pretty baby, long since before I was born, ‘Cause if I claim to have been here before, Then I shoulda known Stone Cold Monday when she walked through that stage door. She looked like long tall Sally, Just stone to the bone cold just the way she walk, She looked like long tall Sally now baby, Just stone to the bone cold just the way she walk. Well I know she’s got exactly what I need, But I’m not a man who could ever beg…baby please, baby please. I took a ride on little miss Monday’s sweet, sweet trip, Man I just had to see and taste that first long sip, I took a ride on little miss Monday’s sweet, sweet trip, I just had to see and taste that first long sip, And now it’s like I’m just doin’ hard time, ‘Cause I’m livin’ out the stone cold Mondays of my mind. She wanted me down on bended knees, But I don’t bend baby, so she had to leave, She wanted me down on bended knees, But I don’t bend pretty baby, so she had to leave. Anyway, since I claim to have been here before, Then I shoulda been runnin’ from Stone Cold Monday before she first hit the floor.
8.
The sun is fallin’ in, and then some, The rovin’ moon goes up to the sky, its kingdom, Painted lady, well now when darkness comes around, Don’t you let yourself be found, Except under moonbeams with me, and grab my love, it will abound. La, la, la, la, la-ah, La, la, la, la, la-ah, La, la, la, la, la-ah, La, la, la, la, la-ah. But I wonder, with those eyes, if you can see right through, Yeah girl, ‘cause you ought to know just what I’ve gotta do, And one of these days you’re gonna realize that all I’ve done is for you, And then girl, that’ll be ‘round the time that our love will come true. The sun is fallin’ in, and the wind’s sung, Well I’ve paid my dues, I’ll pay your rent some, Lady be my lady, and I’ll show you a lotta protection love, And that way, you can’t even be touched by dirty old mister mud. One, two, three, baby come and go with me, Three, two, one, we can have a little fun, Four, five, six, we’ll be pickin’ up sticks, Six, five, four, yeah we better run for the door. La, la, la, la, la-ah, La, la, la, la, la-ah, La, la, la, la, la-ah, La, la, la, la, la-ah. The sun in fallin in and then some, Just hold on to your dreams, I’ll be the reason, Painted lady, drive me crazy, so when that darkness comes around, Don’t you let yourself be found, Except under moonbeans with me, and grab my love, Don’t mess around.
9.
10.
Can…can you tell me how to make my fires burn, Sure, I can tell you how but I just don’t think you’d learn, Can…can you tell me how to make my fires burn, you say, Sure darling, I can tell how but I just don’t think that I’ll say, But what I will say is, Just a little more of gravity might make you be, A little more down to earth, And that’s where you need to be, that’s where you ought to be. And I see this mighty fortress of a woman, And yet she is ever so humble, And I see you, with nothing to add to the uncommon good, While she stands so tall for the electric womanhood. And girl, there’s nothing I’d wanna do, Cause I’m in love with a woman who looks almost just like you, She comes from some place, up above and beautiful, And it’s her I love, not you. Can…can you tell me how to make my fires burn, Sure, I can tell you how but I just don’t think you’d learn, Can…can you tell me how to make my fires burn, you say, Sure darling, I can tell how but I just don’t think that I’ll say. Just a little more of gravity might make you be, A little more down to earth, And that’s where you need to be, that’s where you ought to be. And I see this castle of knowledge and hope, And she is the wisdom that always knows, And I see you pointing fingers that just ain’t fair, While she sets a course for us all to share. And girl, I’ve felt too many of your dreams, All wrapped up in so many scenes of a life that just can’t be, But she comes from that place, just up above and beautiful, So there just can’t ever be, a you and me.
11.
Twenty-nine years, and a very sensitive life, And still I don’t rule from an eagle’s home, an eagle’s throne baby. Yeah my daddy said it’s so simple beyond belief, My mama said talk to him, and you’ll always reach. But if I was raised to be chased by such fame, Then how come I don’t see mighty mountains just callin’ my name. I can touch the rocket’s red glare, I can taste the purple mountain majesties if I dare. With the touch of my hand I can build sweet castles in the air that’ll last forever more, Yeah but if I can’t sing and soar baby, Then you tell me what the hell this eagle’s world is for. But I’ll wait my time in this eagle’s world, Give my last dime for an eagle girl, But I’ll do fine in this eagle’s world. And one day I’m gonna rise in this eagle’s world, One day I’m gonna fly on an eagle’s wings, One day I’m gonna die, That’ll be the scene. There’s a lotta things left to see, There’s a lotta damn things that I’ll never be, Just as long as this eagle’s world blues has its hooks in me, Hooks in me.

about

I’m not a professional musician; which means that I’m free to be me! So rather than write this in third-person, I wrote in first-person; which I prefer…..

People say that there's nothing musically different being produced in rock 'n roll these days...and that everything sounds the same. But what I'm offering musically, is about as different as different can be for rock 'n roll songs. My songs are Hendrix-inspired, supremely original, funky and rockin’, and peppered with odd time signatures!

I’m originally from New Orleans, but in late 2005 Hurricane Katrina uprooted me to Texas; and I’ve lived in the Dallas area ever since.

The lyrics of my songs never come from personal experiences…it’s just not in me to write songs that way. If I tried writing a song about some personal experience or life experience, it would probably sound contrived or forced. As a result, listening to the lyrics of my songs won’t tell you much about me, my beliefs, or my thought processes. The one exception is the title track to my latest album, Ten Days to Burn it Down. The full name of the title track is, “Ten Days to Burn it Down (a requiem for the 45th). This song is a rockin’ & funky anti-Trump anthem. At least, I’d like to see people buy the song, and spread it around, and actually turn it into something of an anthem!

My guitar playing odyssey began in 1973 when I was 17 years old. That’s when the guitar-playing bug bit me. I hadn’t played any other musical instruments before then; and my initial plan was to become a bass player. But when I heard the funk rock lead guitar playing of Omar Mesa in “Fencewalk” by Mandrill, and Ernie Isley in “Summer Breeze” by the Isley Brothers, and I heard all those great 1970’s guitar-driven rock ‘n roll radio hits, such as “Smoke on the Water” by Deep Purple, with Ritchie Blackmore burning it up on lead and rhythm guitar…the choice was made. It would be electric guitar for me…or nothing at all.

After saving up my pennies, I went out and bought my first electric guitar; which was a cheap no-name hollow body guitar that I found at a local New Orleans music store. I started out playing guitar right-handed for the first six months; but then I bought a Fender Stratocaster guitar, and switched to playing left-handed…ala Jimi Hendrix. I still play guitar left-handed today; but I am right-handed.

That’s all pretty normal stuff; except for me switching from playing guitar right-handed to playing left-handed. But here’s where my story really veers off the well-traveled road: The first few years of playing any given musical instrument are the formative years where you form the core of your skills on your chosen instrument. My formative years were spent in essentially my own little musical cocoon. For the first five years after I picked up the guitar, I literally stayed caged up in my room, and all that I played on my guitar was whatever musical ideas and guitar riffs that came out of my head…good or bad.

Musicians typically are at their most creative point when they are young. Thankfully I had enough common sense to tape record myself playing all those songs and guitar riffs that I created during my beginning five years of playing guitar. I had an Akai reel-to-reel tape recorder at that time…and lots of reels of blank tape; so I recorded damn near everything that I could. Some of my best songs were created during that time. In the 1980’s I transferred all of those recordings from reel-to-reel, onto cassette tapes. Over the years I’ve written many songs…but without a doubt, my most wildly creative material dates back to the 1970’s. A few of the songs on my Ten Days to Burn it Down album go back almost 40 years. I still have those old cassette tapes…with a lot more songs and ideas on them; just waiting for me to fully develop them and put them out to the public!

During those first five years I never tried to learn songs off of records or albums, or use a metronome, or jam with other musicians. So in essence the formative years of my guitar-playing life were void of the rules of timing or song structure. I had no real sense of timing; whether it be 4/4 time, or otherwise. I played everything in free-form fashion. There was no method to my madness back then. I was just young, with no real musical goals or aspirations at that time, and totally clueless about the value of learning from others, and from records, and on working on your musical timing.

Although I wasn’t into trying to learn Hendrix songs at that time, I did however, listen constantly to Hendrix albums. So Jimi Hendrix crept into everything that I did, without me even trying. Jimi remains my primary musical influence to this day!

In this life though, one thing almost always leads to another… That whole process of me playing guitar without any musical boundaries (timing or otherwise) during those initial five years, is exactly what led to me having a musical sound that I can call my own; and which also led to odd-timing being an integral and signature part of my guitar playing and song writing. Several musicians have told me that the odd-timing in my musical compositions sounds natural, not contrived. I’d have to say emphatically that odd-timing comes to me naturally because that is the arena that I played guitar in from the very beginning.

I’ve never had guitar teachers, or people who’ve mentored me on guitar. It’s always been the case that I just want to figure things out for myself on guitar…which, in the big scheme of things, helped to stamp my musical sound as my own.

It wasn’t until later on, for purposes of doing cover songs with my various power trios, that I got into learning from the records and albums of musicians like Jimi Hendrix, Stevie Ray Vaughn, and Robert Cray; all of which brought me into the world of traditional musical timing (4/4, 3/4, etc)…which was an absolute necessity.

A real benefit that I especially got from learning Jimi Hendrix and Stevie Ray Vaughn records was that I learned how to project power in my guitar playing; how to really attack my guitar, and make my guitar riffs and solos really mean something!

Ten Days to Burn it Down marks my third self-released album. But it differs from my previous album efforts in the quality of the audio on the tracks. With the aid of lots of YouTube videos I was able to get a good grasp of mixing techniques such as parallel compression, frequency space filtering, and other mixing tips; as well as tips and tricks from mastering engineers on how to properly master musical tracks. I mixed and mastered all the songs on this album, using just a pair of good studio headphones (meaning in the box) and virtual mixing room software. The audio quality doesn’t quite rival the big-boy professional studios, but I am very excited and satisfied by the sound quality that I actually achieved.

For better or for worse, I wear all the hats on this album: song writer, guitarist, bassist, vocalist, producer, recording engineer, mixing & mastering engineer, and drum programmer. Yes, I programmed the drum parts for all the songs myself…on my trusty, but rapidly aging Boss DR-880 Rhythm Machine; which I’ve had since 2005. I can’t play a lick of drums…but I can do some damage with a drum machine. The songs were all written by me.

If you haven’t guessed it by now.…I am the ultimate do-it-yourself guy!

Don’t get me wrong: the rock-n-roll power trio is my thing, or thang, as some would say. But the power trios that I put together over the years never lasted for very long, or went anywhere; so I have never built a name for myself as a performing musician. I have been a 9 to 5 working stiff all my life. I currently work in IT as a Network Engineer.

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released January 31, 2018

All songs written and performed by Paul Bibbins.
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Paul Bibbins.

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