Here’s the pella from my song “22nd Street” a bit of West Coast pop rock angst about urban gentrification and displacement.

Two files uploaded;
a preview wet mp3
and a dry flac for remixing
Key is B flat
The remix against Sub’s guitar can be heard here;

“2nd Street”

Six o’clock in the morning
my ship slides into San Francisco Bay
It came upon me with no warning
that I’m never feeling home when I’m away

Now I’d trade the blisters on my feet
to climb up 22nd Street
say bye Pacific summer heat
I know
feel them cracks in pavement underground
they bleed with California sound
nothing lasts forever
we all know

Hope some friends
they still live up there?
where the Twin Peaks point the city streets from home
I’m waking faster just to get there
for the jokes that I am sure I’ve heard before

And the houses are same
but for the zeros at the ends
I’m the only one not gentrified
don’t drive Mercedes Benz

But I trade the blisters on my feet
to climb up 22nd street
say bye Pacific summer heat
I know
Feel them cracks in pavement underground
they bleed with California sound
nothing lasts forever
we all know

As I reach the top believing
that my neighbourhood remains all just the same
I shed a tear before I’m leaving
with those memories all left
they just remain

Cause the houses are same
but for the zeros at the ends
I’m the only one not gentrified
don’t like Mercedes Benz

But I’d trade the blisters on my feet
to climb up 22nd Street
say bye Pacific summer heat
I know
I feel them cracks in pavement underground
they bleed with California sound
nothing lasts forever
we all know

Cause I’d trade the blisters on my feet
to climb up 22nd Street
say bye to old Pacific heat
I know
I feel them cracks in pavement underground
they bleed with California sound
cause nothing lasts forever
we all know

I’m up on 22nd Street!
Live on 22nd Street
My life on 22nd Street
Feel the ground shake!
Up on 22nd Street

Feel the Earth moving … on 22nd Street
Up on 22nd Street
My life on 22nd Street…

Scomber x 2019