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It's been the plan- the thought. It's been the research done and tucked away for years collecting dust. I have been all across the United States, Mexico, Hawaii, but  never over seas. It was London initially, always London- London calling me.... of course it was Ireland as well, and everywhere else in the world. I have always had a strong desire to travel, to revel in mystery and history. The music scene.  I am medication needed crazy for old architecture and any drool worthy history around it. Craftsmanship is still alive in this old soul, and where better to get that fix than in Europe? Ireland has always been a want, gorgeous rolling green, ocean and hospitality- but also due to the suspected family history. I say suspect, because who really knows? I am a Heinz 57- as they say, but always there was talk of  Irish family heritage on my moms side and some actual documentation on my dad's side, although also heavily German. The idea of truly belongin...

They backed us to the wall and told us not to fight But were oh so tired of that They know we read the lies In green bought eyes We work our fingers bare With little left to show Than these held down social class But the spirit wont subside Because we're stronger now... Deliberate... Resilient... They know that we're right They put us in a box and told us to be quiet But were oh so sick of that Our hearts beat more than blood Pulse full of pride Live with our money spent By someone else's vote But we don't support the act Not the rock beneath their feet Because we're stronger now... Deliberate... Resilient... They know that were right @RedHammonds 2015

Oh, say child, that you can see The worn-out leather holes, in the soles are what keeps you free Oh, say child, that the lights delight Is felt on your shoulder while you stand firm in your fight And say child that you understand There is no handed plan Get up, beat down, stand up- represent Master of your own fate Oh say child

Iv'e been busy. A recruiter for an awesome L.A. company contacted me and well... I accepted an offer. I mentioned before that I had walked away from a career- to finish my degree; well somehow I got lucky, I landed a well paying gig that will still allow me time for studies. So between that, homework, family and a new band.... not much writing has been going on other than lyrics. But I am happy. I am exercising my mind, body and spirit- and it is good. Life is good

Upon the grey smoke curl of a low-lit room Rhythmic thumping builds a roar In this corner begins observation Imagery of the scene's fanatical swoon Building it- they turn and flip Toss and tumble The changing of hands Gracious smiles and gaudy laughter Landed my tongue the bitter bite of citrus Green pepper and berry- leather or tobacco Ringing the echo's of cracks and chimes Intoxicating fruit of this mistress Shrieks of joy my name does implore Towards me the black jackets turn Refractions and sparkle this red dress creates The corner on watch I stand no more Victorious in movement our souls lift on the hook Breathless are some in the new step Eyes smiling or stone, or lashes black with fury Stealing a face, a gaze not been shook Soulful is the swelling- beat of one drum The freedom within a moment Where nemesis and friend willingly gather For the devouring romance of one note darkPeach 2014

@RedHammonds 2014