Adrian Fringe

Adrian Fringe

BandFolkRock

An eclectic blend of blues, folk, pop, rock, classical and a twist of renaissance combined with insightful lyrics that have political overtones at times, but ultimately have a message of hope and love at their heart.

Biography

Hello Fellow Music Lovers,

Kamie and I are very glad to be releasing our 3rd CD, we hope that you like it. We are still teaching guitar in Oregon and trying to live each day to it's fullest.

Here is a brief synopsis of the CD.

There is a common thread that runs throughout the lyrics in this CD. We comment on society, “You can tell my mood from my ringtone today”, and also give a political perspective, “Everyone retires when they get caught”, (I Need To Be Entertained). In the Blues tune “Nickelism”, foreign policy is mentioned, “A nickel won't buy you any kind of war, especially one where no one knows what their really fighting for...that watch the dollars rollin' in paid for by human lives”. Although some of the songs deal with things that, in our eyes, need adjustment, we also recognize the good and loving side of human nature. (I Think About You, Good Neighbor). “Forevermore” is really a love song that deals with the steadfastness of love in the face of adversity.”Politicians fairy tales. Are they insane? They seem insane...and the time we'll spend together, forevermore, forevermore”. “Paying For The Past” tells of the apathy that has brought us to this point while “The Burning Bush” is a thinly veiled metaphor of current events. It all culminates in the final song “Bring Me Some Home” which is a song of hope and love.

We hope that you enjoy this CD as much as we enjoyed making it.

Paul Hendershott

(of Adrian Fringe)

Lyrics

Lone Man Blues

Written By: Kamie Clarke and Paul Hendershott

The lone man, he whispers
He whispers in my ear
The lone man, he whispers
He whispers in my ear
But when the words come back
He don’t seem to hear

He just don’t see it my way
I want to chase him with my broom
He just don’t see it my way
I want to chase him with my broom
And for want of my affection
He’ll have to seek the moon

Someday I’ll be thunder
And someday I’ll be rain
Someday I’ll be thunder
And someday I’ll be rain
And someday that headstrong man
Won’t ever be the same

In the mornin’ and the evenin’
And the in-betweens of noon
In the mornin’ and the evenin’
And the dark black night too
He only hears the whistle
Of his own lonesome blues

Forevermore

Written By: Kamie Clarke and Paul Hendershott


Truth and life and aftermath
Then I went to take a bath
Sing a song of marmalade
Pocket full of friends we made today

And the rich keep getting richer
The poor keep getting poor
And the time we'll spend together
Forevermore, forevermore

Scientific breakthroughs,
They are hurting my brain
Politicians fairy tales
Are they insane? They seem insane.

I believe in everything
Especially the songs we sing
Struggle with indifference
Rake the coals of conscience 'til they glow

And the rich keep getting richer
The poor keep getting poor
And the time we'll spend together
Forevermore, forevermore

Scientific breakthroughs,
They are hurting my head
Politicians fairy tales
I'll go to bed, just go to bed.

And the rich keep getting richer
The poor keep getting poor
And the time we'll spend together
Forevermore, forevermore
Forevermore

I Need to Be Entertained

Written By: Kamie Clarke and Paul Hendershott


My life is short and my battery's out
and I just wanna know what this movie's about
I just want easy, want out of my mind
my dreams are real good so I'm sleeping all the time

Make it quick, 'cause things've already changed
and I'm gonna get bored before it's all explained
I need to be entertained
I need to be entertained

Engineers at the grindstone, supply my pop
riding your burn wave like a holy con bop
Lookin' high and low for some goodness to borrow
What's obscene today will be breakfast tomorrow

make it quick, 'cause things've already changed
and I'm gonna get bored before it's all explained
I need to be entertained
I need to be entertained

Everyday has got the same old plot
Everyone retires when they get caught
You can tell my mood from my ringtone today
buts it's all these games that I don't wanna play

Gimme something new something now something wow
Get me high make me fly it's okay if you lie
cause my life is short and my battery's out
and I just wanna know what this movie's about

Paying For The Past

Written By: Kamie Clarke and Paul Hendershott


Parents watch their children grow.
It goes so fast, It goes so slow.
You cleaned their cuts with iodine.
The tables turned off at the sign,
And lay in wait of troubled times to come.

We are getting nowhere
And we're going fast.
We are paying for yesterday's apathy.
We are paying for the past.

Long ago when you were good
And you did just what you should.
Fate resembles none of us.
So, take your time, get off the bus.
Living life is easier said than done.

We are getting nowhere
And arriving soon.
We are paying for yesterday's apathy.
We don't want to sing their tune.

When we begin to see the light,
Then we start to sense our plight.
Too bad the reverend begged to differ.
His starched white collar getting stiffer.
He hastens, now, to hide the truth away today.

We are getting nowhere
And we're going fast.
We are paying for yesterday's apathy.
We are paying for the past.
We are paying for the past.

Nickelism

Written By: Kamie Clarke and Paul Hendershott

A nickel won't buy you any type of thing
except maybe a chewy candy and zero gasoline
It won't buy you a piece of history, a flower or water to drink
and no one'll give you a nickel just for saying what you think

A nickel might help you if you saved all you got
For two lifetimes baby and you never spent the lot
Well I knew a woman so rich she bought the fourth of July
I ain't got that much baby but I got the Rocky Mountains in my eye

A nickel won't buy you any type of war
Especially one where no one knows what they're really fighting for
The only thing cheap is the greedy gleaming eyes
That watch the dollars rollin' in paid for by human lives

If you need a nickel sweetie, I know this dude
He'll give you a nickel but then he'll take two
Hey, you've got good taste and you want some bling bling
But you know that nickel won't buy you a golly danged thing

Bring Me Some Home

Written By: Kamie Clarke and Paul Hendershott

Bring me some home, a home for everyone.
All together where we belong,
Bring me some home.

Nothing is held so low as weakness that's shown.
The big picture hits the mark and emotions grow old.
Wisdom's no patriarch, tired and overthrown.
Tomorrow we'll know.

Bring me some home, a home for everyone.
All together where we belong,
Bring me some home.

Nothing is held so low as love's great rainbow
That rubs against the grain. Some seeds grow unsown.
Some will cast the shame and carry the stones.
They'll never outgrow.

Bring me some home, a home for everyone.
All together where we belong,
Bring me some home.

Nothing is held so low as people unknown,
Looking like God and a live wire glow.
That's caught and downtrod and pressed in a dreary mold,
And then we will know.

Bring me some home, a home for everyone,
All together where we belong
Bring me some home
Bring me some home
Bring me some home
Bring me some home
Bring me some home

Good Neighbor

Written By: Kamie Clarke and Paul Hendershott

You laugh at my every window shade, good neighbor.
You laugh at my every window shade.
Don’t you know it’s my barricade, good neighbor?

I know you’ve got a crush on me, good neighbor.
I know you’ve got a crush on me.
Who exactly do you think I should be, good neighbor?

Good neighbor tell me what you need.
I’ll follow if you just take the lead.
Oh, you needn’t labor
Oh, good neighbor.
Rest your head on me.

If I wasn’t shy and you wasn’t shy, good neighbor.
If I wasn’t shy and you wasn’t shy,
Then you and I, we could talk by and by, good neighbor.

Well I am one who seldom speaks, good neighbor.
I am one who seldom speaks.
I’m secret and safe and not very neat, good neighbor.

Good neighbor, tell me what you need.
I’ll follow if you just take the lead.
Oh, you needn’t labor
Oh, good neighbor
Rest your head on me.

You laugh at my every window shade, good neighbor.
You laugh at my every window shade.
Don’t you know it’s my barricade, good neighbor?
Don’t you know it’s my barricade, good neighbor?
Don’t you know it’s my barricade, good neighbor?

The Burning Bush

Written By: Kamie Clarke and Paul Hendershott

With sidelong glances the troubadours sang,
“Start with a surplus and end with a bang.
War was the point, to be in it, not win.
To make money, not peace or what could have been.”

Contagious concerns seemed to drive the crowd wild.
“The king has no brains.” cried the innocent child.
True understanding never visited the fool.
His father always bought him his way through school.

“Follow my lead and you take the blame.
Don't mind my excuses are incredibly lame.”
Level best is what he wanted,
Loyal cries from hearts undaunted.

The friar just sat and laughed at the rest,
But you know his character was never the best.
Between sheets of torment came thoughts unbidden,
Conflicting doctrine, agendas hidden.

So the king ran the country into the ground.
The lords and the ladies dare not make a sound.
Answers they wanted in the vastness of fears,
Seeing ill gotten goods through a veil of tears.

And so he sits in his dwindling mask.
The rest of the court aren't up to the task.
Sacred oaths are tossed away,
Here tomorrow but gone today.

Discography

Twisted Tree Released 2004 (Dersho Records)
Gregorian Plants Released 2005 (Dersho Records)
Where We Belong 2008 (Dersho Records)

Set List

We play selections from our 3 CD's and cover tunes.
Our typical set is about 1 1/2 hours and we do a couple of sets per night.