Driving Alone

by Steve Binetti

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    Driving Alone is my first release as a soloist and was released in 2009.
    The project was initiated by Daniel Schwarz, Berlin, Germany, who build the website for Steve Binetti as well as the cover-art for the album.

    All songs are produced by Sascha Moser (editor of the Rammstein drum parts for many productions) as well as recorded, mixed and edited by himself, co-produced by Steve Binetti.

    The production was engineered by Falco Ehwald at f-audiodesign Studios, Berlin.
    The mastering was done by Götz Rieth at Eastside Mastering Studios, Berlin.
    All songs written by Steve Binetti.

    "Johnny B. Goode": written by Chuck Berry.
    (this cover song is only available on the physical CD for sale right here or by download from iTunes, loudr etc.)
    "Van Diemens Land": traditional lyrics,
    research, interpretation & music by Steve Binetti.

    Steve Binetti (voc., guitar, footstomping, harp)
    Claudia Splitt (backroundvocals on "Hoover Blues")
    Tim Schallenberg (bassguitar & bassguitar-arrangements)
    Sascha Moser (shakers on "Drunken Kid")

    Thanks to: Candice Strateman, Claudia Splitt, Tim Schallenberg, Schwarwel, Daniel Dorsch, Holger Jagsch, Basti, Martha Marcinski, Anna Hofman, Emanuel Fialik, Olav Bruhn.
    © 2009 by Steve Binetti

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1.
DRIVING ALONE you‘re outside searching for the baby-stroller I feel like I got kicked down from the train there‘s nothing left for me to say today driving alone driving alone I‘m going out let the sun shine on me why should I search for someone won‘t be found no more I‘m going out let the rain rain on me driving alone driving alone driving alone driving alone
2.
White Mind P 04:34
WHITE MIND P white mind P that‘s when I see back to the room  of my misery into the maze and into the gloom of my misstrusting mind‘s peculiarity white mind fear on bended knees I could shake my head and cry back to the room  of my black-white mind himself colorless he breathes out rainbows of confusion black-white mind he‘s the blindspot of my misery he takes as much room as the keyhole  wherein I used to sleep but his affected area is as large as paradise peeved white mind I wish I could breach all of the seals of my languishment no thought no emotion white mind P is the wall lucky servant white mind Q takes it all white mind tears there was a sea white mind ear there‘s suddenly a cut white mind Q that‘s when I knew I could shake my head and cry
3.
Baby Love 04:04
BABY LOVE baby love  baby love you‘re as tiny as a tear and the southpole is near april love the wind blows hard don‘t freeze onto me baby love  baby love you‘re as large as the fear and the southpole is near snowy love broken heart drowned overseas some trying to get high some trying to get down some trying to find their way home o the way home some trying to flee some trying to see some people trying to suck all the blood from your veins baby love between the devil and the deep blue sea lost like a gearwheel in the ocean pull the axe outa your emotions pretty love  so suddenly your footprints end what a wonder that you woke up again with a flower on your tongue baby love  sad as god satan in disguise baby love snowy love baby love snowy love april love
4.
Moonglow 05:03
MOONGLOW little god  come help me picture what was wrong little god fulfill yourself don‘t be on the run moonglow I love you so true  little god moonglow daddy shot the sparrows out of the cherry tree mammy sold the guitar they wouldn‘t let me be moonglow I love you so true  and my darkness soon‘s completed rats repeat on me locked away behind nightmares all my love turned fear moonglow I love you so  moonglow I love you so  (so true) locked away in darkness how can it be that I am to be denying what I feel for thee moonglow I love you so  moonglow I love you so  (so true) I love you  I love you  I love you so true 
5.
FRAGILE Blues o this morning  it came apart in my hands o this morning felt a little fragile, my friends fragile as an egg  and never got hatched out I should do 10 minutes practice each day o baby fragile as an egg and never got hatched out keen is the sword I‘m ready to hatch out  today of all days I‘m supposed to be hatching out o this morning I‘m easly irritated o this morning I‘ve got itchy feet I wished myself a good portion of familary fortune I‘m badly off for money o baby fragile as an egg and never got hatched out keen is the sword I‘m ready to hatch out   I want the hens to pick me clean cause I‘m not in the clear yet instrumental do you fancy popping off to spain for a week o baby fragile as an egg and never got hatched out keen is the sword I‘m ready to hatch out
6.
Drunken Kid 02:49
DRUNKEN KID uh if you ever sit with your drunkenkid trapped inside your mind uh there‘ll be a lot of crying all the cats come out not  knowing how to come home all the cats come out not  knowing how to come home acting crackling backing tray o there aint no aint no maybe uh there‘ll be a lot of denying uh there‘ll be a lot of crying uh if you ever sit with your drunkenkid trapped inside your mind uh there‘ll be a lot of whining birdies screech aloud not  knowing how to come home birdies screech aloud not  knowing how to come home
7.
Van Diemens Land come all you gallant poaching boys that ramble void of care that wander out on moonlit nights  with a dog and gun and snare the hare and lofty pheasant  you have at your command never thinking of your last career  upon Van Diemens Land poor Tomy Brown from Londonderry Jack Murphy and Poor Joe we was daring poachers  as everybody well did know by the keepers of the land oh boys  one night we’re trapped oh boys who for fourteen years  transported us into Van Diemens Land the first day that we landed  upon that fatal shore the planters came around us  they might be twenty score, they ranked us up like horses  and sold us out of hand and they yoked us up to ploughing frames  to plough Van Diemens Land the cottages we are living in are built of sods of clay we have rotten straw for bedding and to that we daren’t say nay the cots we fence with fire and slumber when we can to keep the wolves and tigers from us in Van Diemens land it’s often when in slumber  I’ve had a pleasant dream with my sweet girl sittin near me down by some lovely stream I’m roving thru ol’ irland  with my truelove by the hand then I wake up broken-hearted  upon Van Diemens Land god bless our wives and families, likewise that happy shore, that isle of sweet contentment which we shall see no more as for our wretched females see them we seldom can there are twenty men to one woman  upon Van Diemens Land but fourteen years is a long time  that is our fatal doom for nothing more but poaching  and that was all we’ve done you would give up your dog and gun  and poaching, every man if you only knew the hardship  thats in Van Diemens Land  oh, if I had a thousand pounds all laid out in my hand I‘d give it all for liberty if that I could command again to Ireland I‘d return and be a happy man and I’d bid farewell to poaching and to Van Diemens Land
8.
ISOLATED SONG all the time it needed to be sung just for one scoop of ice one lay that may recall the past to settle up with the hatred isolated story  isolated worry all the time it needed to be sung just for one scoop of ice one lay that may recall the past to settle up with the hatred isolated story  isolated worry glory for the tongue  in the isolated song it‘s the one and only I want to interpret  luxury in separation it‘s the choosing in this state in my state of weakness and once or twice a week I need articulated manipulated artifical sunbeams for the artlessness in me isolated storry isolated worry glory for the tongue  in the isolated song it‘s the one and only I try to interpret  irregularity is also mine and it is also one song and I need to meow the isolated glory  the isolated worry I want to sing a story a sunbeam on the casket of my flurry isolated story  isolated worry glory for the tongue  in the isolated song it‘s the one and only I want to interpret 
9.
Hoover Blues 03:59
HOOVER Blues so I hopped on my bike babe I hopped it quick  yeah I hopped on my bike babe I hopped it quick she held my arm in a strong grasp just when fame was near  she held my arm in a strong grasp just when fame was within my grasp she fucked my best shirt into pieces o baby do the hoovering the honeymoon‘s over made a sally into town I got a rap on my knuckles for that made a sally into town I got a rap on my knuckles for that made a sally into town farewell to my salad days I do the job for its own sake farewell to my salad days I do the job for its own sake farewell farewell farewell o baby do the hoovering the honeymoon‘s over now my face is marked by the ravages of time now my face is marked by the ravages of time but she‘s not bad as girls go o baby do the hoovering the honeymoon‘s over
10.
Butterfly Blues o I wish I was a butterfly all day long I‘d fly and fly    o I wish I was a butterfly all day long I‘d fly and fly yes I wish I was one yes I wish I was one o I wish I was a clown all day long I‘d skip around     o I wish I was a clown all day long I‘d skip around o I wish I was a magican  all day long I‘d go out fishing o I wish I was a magican all day long I‘d go out fishing yes I wish I was one yes I wish I was one

about

Driving Alone is my first release as a soloist and was released in 2009.
The project was initiated by Daniel Schwarz, Berlin, Germany, who build the website for Steve Binetti as well as the cover-art for the album.
All songs are produced by Sascha Moser (editor of the Rammstein drum parts for many productions) as well as recorded, mixed and edited by him, co-produced by Steve Binetti.
The production was engineered by Falco Ehwald at f-audiodesign Studios, Berlin.
The mastering was done by Götz Rieth at Eastside Mastering Studios, Berlin.
All songs written by Steve Binetti.

"Johnny B. Goode": written by Chuck Berry.
(this cover song is only available on the physical CD or by download from iTunes, loudr etc.)
"Van Diemens Land": traditional lyrics,
research, interpretation & music by Steve Binetti.

Steve Binetti (voc., guitar, footstomping, harp)
Claudia Splitt (backroundvocals on "Hoover Blues")
Tim Schallenberg (bassguitar & bassguitar-arrangements)
Sascha Moser (shakers on "Drunken Kid")

Thanks to: Claudia Splitt, Tim Schallenberg, Schwarwel, Daniel Dorsch, Holger Jagsch, Basti, Martha Marcinski, Anna Hofman, Emanuel Fialik, Olav Bruhn.
My warmest thanks go to Sascha Moser who spent many hours with producing, mixing, equalizing and editing our music.
He really helped me developing all the songs on this release which I am very proud and totally fond of!

The songs sound great when played loud and especially sweet under good headphones!

GEMA
© 2009 by Steve Binetti

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released July 10, 2016

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