Joe Muldoon
'To be or not to be..' with an intro worthy of this marvelous soliloquy.
An anthem for the men and women who drive the big plows, haul the sand, drop the salt, clear the roads. Video link pm: http://www.GodBlessTheBiker.com
Leslie | 9/20/42 - 3/24/18 | A great, GREAT Lady! We miss you, darlin'. In this tribute, the first half gives the legend, the second is Leslie's triumphant fulfillment thereof.
"It's a Colorado highway late on Christmas Eve. Weaving through the darkness, one lonely biker is trying to make it home before the kids get up...."
How three lads spent their days fishing, skin diving and spearfishing all summer long on Long Island Sound.
A song about the ironworkers who erected the big towers on the Newport Bridge -- a.k.a., the Claiborne Pell -- in 1967. I was an apprentice on that job. There's a video with pics from the job at: https://youtu.be/NQLIVHEqG98
In memoriam. We will remember. Related video: tinyurl.com/GatherTheChildren
True story about a long cold ride one night from Nebraska to Salt Lake City
April Fool #1. Humphrey Bogart he ain't. (We need a new song category: Existential Country Melodrama)
Written for friends when I was leaving the country to live in Ireland for a year.
A California take on on old Irish theme. This poor biker gets betrayed by a wee bonnie lassie in the drug trade.
The true story of Minnesota winters. Word has it that these are the original lyrics from Johnny Cash, but the Nashville suits thought it too unbelievable. JC had to change t to Five Feet High and Risin.'
Video at: tinyurl.com/FlashAndFire-R The spirit of this song comes out of memories of my own time on the job and from lifting a few jars with PG&E lineman thereafter. Well, the storms are gettin' bigger and the job is gettin' harder .