benpowers.bandcamp.com
Breakin' Shit with Dave | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/breakin-shit-with-dave
Breakin Shit with Dave. From Low Pressure Front. Sittin’ out on the front porch. I’m breakin’ shit with Dave. This town is ours for the taking. If it don’t dig us an early grave. Dave is my pal, he’s worried about his gal. And what she’ll do with the rest of her life. We all change and things don’t stay the same. The only way to take control is to. Break it all up so you have somewhere new to begin. Up from the Gulf Coast to Memphis. I bought a house and got myself a dog. Run around or put some roots down.
benpowers.bandcamp.com
Holler in the Alley | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/holler-in-the-alley
Holler in the Alley. From Low Pressure Front. This song goes out to all the pretty girls Ive had a crush on and sung to. Well I just wonder whos song. She is dancing to tonight. And the thought has crossed my mind. That if I bend her ear just right. Shell come running down her stairs. Two at a time just to be sure. That she captured the sweet melody. That drifted through her door,. And changed her mind. So Ill put pen to page. And write a little song. Pushed on by promises that she. And this is my start.
benpowers.bandcamp.com
Tale of Two Lovers | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/tale-of-two-lovers
Tale of Two Lovers. From Low Pressure Front. Im gonna tell you bout a lonely man who. Caught a songbird in his hands, he. Didnt know how to hold onto, so. Up and away she flew. He was so sad, alright. One day he finally realized that. Perhaps its better for a bird to fly. Maybe her songs are sweeter now. Hes getting back on an even keel. The world is not a place that he should fear. He might find love. Now let me tell you bout a little girl, who. Couldnt see what she was really worth, she.
benpowers.bandcamp.com
Highway 45 | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/highway-45
From Low Pressure Front. This is a really old song of mine that I decided to re-arrange and breath some new life into. This is a first attempt at that. Coldness creeps through the glass of my window. Scenes retreat but not these thoughts. Taillights glow recalls a fiery warmth. In a hearth I once called home. Part in fear, but stay away from pride, miles away. Soft rain, wet streets reflect the lights. As I drive all night and try to race the dawn. From Low Pressure Front. Track released May 18, 2011.
benpowers.bandcamp.com
The Shut-In | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/the-shut-in
The Shut-In. From Low Pressure Front. Your home becomes a monster. If it eats you alive. Thats called being lonesome. And time falls away. You know this house. You know these walls. Every square inch of it is poised to fall on me. You cannot see what you have done,. You only look away. Then shut the door, avert your eyes. From all that has been compromised. And all you will not ever find. Your home becomes a monster. If it eats you alive. From Low Pressure Front. Track released May 26, 2010.
benpowers.bandcamp.com
Bobby-Pins | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/bobby-pins
From Low Pressure Front. Sweet raven hair, at the nape of your neck it curls. Wear it high, pin it right, dont let a single strand of it fall. All those bobby pins around the floor. Just held your pretty locks up tight and nothing more. You walked through my house, let fall what you pleased, where you pleased. Your clothes, your cares, and all of those. Bobby pins in your hair. All those bobby pins around the floor. Just little memories of you and nothing more. Then you left, packed your things away.
benpowers.bandcamp.com
After the Storm | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/after-the-storm
From Low Pressure Front. Two black dogs go running. Behind the broken tree. And across the front yard. With the sun at their heels. After the storm, when the rain has gone. There is nothing to fear but fear itself because. The trash bins tipped over. And the laughter pours out. No time to waste, theres time to waste. Schools been let out. The children play as if in bomb-shelled decay. Their thoughts are elsewhere as their minds drift off to dreams. And thats the way it goes. For nearly every day of life.
benpowers.bandcamp.com
Low Pressure Front | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/album/low-pressure-front
Holler in the Alley. Lullaby Until the Sun Comes Up. Cant Leave it Alone. Tale of Two Lovers. Breakin Shit with Dave. The faintest memory is hardest to forget. A series of songs written recently and not-so-recently. I hope you enjoy them. Released October 18, 2009. Ben Powers Vocals, Guitars, Piano, Violin, Bass, Percussion. Feeds for this album. Track Name: The Shut-In. Your home becomes a monster. If it eats you alive. Thats called being lonesome. And time falls away. You know this house. All those bob...
benpowers.bandcamp.com
Can't Leave it Alone | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/cant-leave-it-alone
Cant Leave it Alone. From Low Pressure Front. Made up and sweet youre cruelly cast. Amongst the shutters and the glass. I just cant leave it alone. The ringing bell upon the hill. Beckons the people to their sills. They just cant leave it alone. The raging fight that blackens night. And burns away the brightest lights. Will just not leave it alone. No one will get to have his say. Your rights can all be stripped away. If you dont leave it alone. And I just cant leave it alone. From Low Pressure Front.
benpowers.bandcamp.com
The faintest memory is hardest to forget | Ben Powers
http://benpowers.bandcamp.com/track/the-faintest-memory-is-hardest-to-forget
The faintest memory is hardest to forget. From Low Pressure Front. From Low Pressure Front. Track released November 22, 2009. Ben Powers Piano, Violin, Guitar. Feeds for this album. Switch to mobile view.
SOCIAL ENGAGEMENT