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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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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Track Name: Driving Alone
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
Track Name: White Mind P
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
Track Name: Baby Love
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
Track Name: Moonglow
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 
Track Name: Fragile Blues
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
Track Name: Drunken Kid
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
Track Name: Van Diemans Land
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
Track Name: Isolated Song
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 
Track Name: Hoover Blues
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
Track Name: Butterfly Blues
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