Avenues

by Kevin North

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Blanche Santa-Ana-Artwork

Recorded and mixed between November 2016 through June 2017

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released June 7, 2017

Jo Olson - Mixed,Engineered and Produced

Kevin North - Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Harmonica
Guinevere Q-NBFD - Bass,Vocals
Young Sun - Drums,Mandolin,Vocals
Henry Mobley - Bass
Sandi Poindexter - Violin
Akinyele Sadiq - Congas
Jordana Jiltonilro - Vocals
Jo Olson - Vocals

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Kevin North San Francisco, California

Kevin North Influenced by the British blues rock bands of the early 70`s and the later Punk explosion along with playing around the London/UK venues during the 80s with Temple Slang ,Flare-UP . This set the tone and forged the guitar and song writing style now currently out and about in San Francisco playing solo or with Guinevere Q and Jason Young Son in a band set up ... more

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Track Name: I Am A Zombie
Head bowed down ,face on the ground , instinctively
Controlling me , surrounding me ,
Knows everywhere I go ,its right here in my hand ,
I`m a Zombie man , from Zombie land,

This is what its like to live the dream,
Everything right here on this little screen ,

I am a zombie and I come from zombie land
I am a zombie ,will you be my zombie friend?

Gotta get out ,gotta see what its about , gotta break free,
Don`t ignore me , OK ignore me
Live each day in a friendly way superficially ,
You and me , move inwardly

This is what its like to live the dream
Everything right here on this little screen

I am a zombie and I come from zombie land
I am a zombie ,will you be my zombie friend ,
Take me back to zombie land
Will you hold this Zombie`s hand , oh yeah
Track Name: Plenty of Time Left to Die
Plenty of time left to die
Plenty of time left to die
But sometimes you let things slip by
Its ok there`s still time to fly

Now Woody he had some bad luck
Got T-boned while driving his truck
Hard to walk ,hard to get through each mile
though he`s still gunna give you a smile

Plenty of time left to die
Plenty of time left to die
But sometimes you let things slip by
Its ok there`s still time to fly

Now Shirley`s a head full of schemes
Involves all of us in her dreams
The music will make us all strong
Lets all join together in song

Plenty of time left to die
Plenty of time left to die
But sometimes you let things slip by
Its ok there`s still time to fly

Now Ruby is ever so young
I admire all the stuff that she`s done
The life she`s already made
Has come cos she learned to be brave

Plenty of time left to die
Plenty of time left to die
But sometimes you let things slip by
Its ok there`s still time to fly
Track Name: People Killing People
Hello welcome to the world we have today
Sometimes sunny, sometimes grey
Its been so long its always been that way ,
Its so easy .

I`ve decided I`m gunna turn it off ,
A constant diatribe of nothing that I want ,
Human morals a mystery to me
I`m uneasy , its never easy .

Had enough of war
Had enough of hate
Had enough of death
The worlds in such a state
Then they`re telling me , the way that I should be and all I get to see
Is people killing people
People killing people

OK alright , enough is enough
Picture this a world without this stuff
Race ,religion and borders it ain`t tough
Its so easy , but its never easy
Track Name: Petos
Singing songs of freedom , riding on a train
Hitching to West Runton in the rain
Our world kept turning,
We kept on Learning ,
The bands were great ,I`m glad I came .

I still remember down on Commercial Street
The warm welcome from the people you meet

In a bid for glory , was our life story
Some places have gone and some remain ,
In a bid for glory , was our life story
Some People have gone and some remain .


No rag tag warriors , its Kings Road and proud ,
Policemen raided us cuz we played too loud .

n a bid for glory , was our life story
Some places have gone and some remain ,
In a bid for glory , was our life story
Some People have gone and some remain .