Anselm~Hudson

Anselm~Hudson

 San Pedro, California, USA
BandPopCountry

Greetings, we are two songwriters with abilities to write in all the most popular genres. Pop, Country, Rock and more. Our purpose on Sonicbids is to create opportunities for our music. Thanks for being here. Enjoy the songs!

Biography

Joe Anselm and Jim Hudson met in a Classic Rock cover band on L.A.'s westside in the summer of '09. Soon they became good friends swapping original ideas back and forth, deciding then to begin a formal project, Anselm~Hudson. Having finished their first EP, they join ASCAP attending the 'I Create Music' Expo 2010 to broaden their knowledge of the business and create new relationships. Sonicbids is just one of the avenues they are taking in order to distribute their music to the right opportunities. Please enjoy the music and do not hesitate to contact us in anyway.

anselmhudson@gmail.com
myspace.com/anselmhudson
Jim: (323) 331-8979
Joe: (310) 500- 7040

Lyrics

Picture

Written By: Anselm~Hudson

Picture
Camouflaged
In the sand
Fighting for
Someone else’s land
The dangers real
His eyes are worn
The only thought
Is girl back home

He’s got a picture in his hand of the girl he loves
But he’s 10,000 miles and 93 days from home

Waving hair
In the sun
She’ll keep waiting
‘till his tour is done
Counts the days
One by one
Anticipating
She’s come undone

She’s got a picture in her hand of the man she loves
But he’s 10,000 miles and 93 days from home

Soft and warm
A child grows
For a soldier
but he doesn’t know
And from this womb
The hope goes on
‘till that beautiful day
When three are one

He’s got a picture in his hand of the girl he loves
But he’s 10,000 miles and 93 days from home

Mexicali

Written By: Anselm~Hudson

Mexicali

Headin’ cross the boarder, fast as I can go
Tryin’ to outrun your friendly Highway Patrol
They’ve been on my ass like an angry bee
Ever since I flew past the L.A.P.D.
Man it’s hot out here like you won’t believe
It’s got to be at least one twenty-three
I can’t see, sweat stingin’ my eyes
I can taste the rubber burnin’ off my tires

When I get to Mexicali, I’m gonna get wild
I’m gonna drink somethin’ cold, and drown for awhile
Chase senorita’s, make a few of ‘em mine
I’ll have nothing to do I’ll have plenty of time

Well I’m not a bad man, but I’ve done some bad things
And the police are chasin’ me, the want me in chains
But when I get to the boarder I know what I’ll do
All that cash in the trunk should buy my way through
And I can smell freedom, its not far away
If I push one twenty I’ll be there today
But the closer I get the further it seems
But my mind is set now, devil are you with me!

When I get to Mexicali, I’m gonna get wild
I’m gonna drink somethin’ cold, and drown for awhile
Plenty of cash, no trouble there
I’m gonna live it up, the devil may care

Now I made it through El Centro, record time
Back it off to ninety as I’m nearin’ the line
They’re on me now closin’ in fast
Just a few more miles, but I’m low on gas
And I didn’t see the spikes out there on the road
Three flat tires and I’m out of control
Starin’ down the barrel of a hundred guns
I ain’t fightin’ my way out of this one..

When I get to Mexicali, gonna live it up
There’s nowhere else, nowhere else to run
But first a quick stop at the Cal State Penn
Well I’ll see ya Mexicali in five to ten

Jaded

Written By: Anselm~Hudson

Jaded

As long as roads are painted yellow
And bones are filled with marrow
I’ve come to say, my life was jaded
And carelessly I would
Attempt to write these wrongs
What a shame, is all they can say

Now, I’ve got time to envy where you’re goin’
‘Cause where you’re goin’
Is not with me
I’ve got time to think of what you’re doin’
And what you’re doin’
Is ruinin’ me

As holy men sit high forever
I’m stuck here in the nether
In every way
I’m always breakin’
Eventually I will
Collect what’s fallen off
Until that day, I’ll hold down my pain

Now, I’ve got fears to fill the well beyond us
And well beyond us, we cannot see
I know friends and family are startin’ to miss me
I’m startin’ to miss them

And if you end up with a better man than me
You’re better off, goin’ off with him
You’re better off growin’ old with him
Cause I, I lost all my time
And now my crimes are all the same

But, I’ve got time to envy where you’re goin’
‘Cause where you’re goin’
Is not with me
I’ve got time to think of what you’re doin’
And what you’re doin’
Is ruinin’ me

As long as roads are painted yellow
And bones are filled with marrow
I’ll come to say, my life was jaded

Gone Fishin'

Written By: Anselm~Hudson

Gone Fishin’
Why can’t all of you just leave me alone
All day everyday ringin’ my phone
These modern conveniences are outta control
And all this pressure’s gonna make me explode

I’m goin’ fishin’
I’m getting’ outta here
Just me and my dog and a couple of beers
I’m goin’ fishin’, I’m goin’ fishin’
Lord take me from this terrible place
I’m goin’ fishin’, I’m goin’ fishin’
See all of you another day

Way too busy never have the time
This technology’s gettin’ way outta line
I’m feelin’ abuse, I think I’ll sue
If I don’t catch a break I’m gonna turn blue

I’m goin’ fishin’
I got nothin’ to lose
Just me and my pole and a bottle of booze
I’m goin’ fishin’, I’m goin’ fishin’
Lord take me from this awful place
They got cars that talk
So ya don’t get lost
Remote controls
So ya don’t miss your show
Machines that think
For heavens sake
iphones, P.D.A.
I need a break!

So leave me a message on my message machine
I might be back in week or three
There’s an eight pound bass waitin’ out at the lake
I’ll answer his call, you gotta wait

I’m goin’ fishin’
I’m getting’ outta here
Just me and my dog, see ya next year!
I’m goin’ fishin’, I’m goin’ fishin’
Lord save me from this terrible fate
I’m goin’ fishin’, I’m goin’ fishin’
And that’s just how I’m gonna stay

Will

Written By: Anselm~Hudson

Will
Brand new baby boy
And not far from the sea
Gave me a flash of hope
The kind of eyes I need

I lived for the day
Then pushed it through the week
The few things that I changed
Changed everything

It moved through me
As I tried to hold it tight
All the while it was holding me
It moved through me
As I tried to hold him high
He just turned around to smile at me
Now I see

And so the story goes
But who knows where it leads
The three fates just ran off
With Mr. Destiny

But when lovers will
Another one to be
Reflects a saving light
For those who choose to see

It moved through me
As I tried to hold it tight
All the while it was holding me
It moved through me
As I tried to hold him high
He just turned around to smile at me
Now I see

Now I see it
Now I see
What it all
soon could be

Discography

Anselm~Hudson (EP, 2010)
Becky (single, 2010)

Set List

Picture
Mexicali
Jaded
Gone Fishin'
Will
Becky