Compton Maddux

Compton Maddux

 New York City, New York, USA
BandCountrySinger/Songwriter

2008 NSAI/CMT Listener's Choice Finalist! Tennessee Concerts Song of the Month! UK Songwriting Contest Finalist! Great American Song Contest Honorary Winner!

Biography

Compton Maddux has been recognized by CMT, NSAI, Gary Allen, Deena Miller & Glenn O’Brien for his country rock singing & songwriting.

Out of over 4,000 NSAI entries Compton’s soon to be hit song "Black Violin" placed in the top 15 and was a 2008 CMT NSAI Listener's Choice Finalist.

"Black Violin" was also selected by Gary Allen (JJ Cale/Charlie Daniels Band) as the winner of the Tennessee Concerts April 2008 Song of the Month Contest. Gary's comment was "Man, you win hands down - Simply the best song and best submission. The submitters were tough...one of the best came from the next street over from me, and she is great, but you won fair and square."

Compton was hand-picked by Deena Miller (Daughter of Jimmy/Rolling Stones Producer) to kick off the "R U Man ENUFF" portion of her acclaimed Chick Singer Night. He was the first man ever to perform in this new series. It debuted at The Bitter End in NYC on Apr 29.

Compton was featured by Glenn O'Brien of GQ Magazine in his Style Blog. According to Glenn, “He's sort of urbane country. As my wife said, "You know why he's not famous? He lives in Nyack! He should live in Austin or Memphis or Nashville."”

Compton recently returned from Memphis where he was invited to perform at The North American Folk Alliance and got a standing ovation opening for Nanci Griffith at The Lincoln Theater in Hartford CT.

"Black Violin" recently received Honorary Status from the Great American Song Contest.

Compton is going to Texas where he will be performing at The Roots Music Festival in San Antonio in November.

Compton Maddux was born in NYC but the country in him comes straight outta Compton - right from the DNA. He is a true country singer from the most urbane and densely populated area of the nation. His mother gave him two last names so he would become a distinguished writer like Tennessee Williams or Flannery O’Connor. After an idyllic youth eating apples, stealing corn and setting fires he was sent away to school where he was steeped like a tea bag in the classics-- Homer, Shakespeare and Bob Dylan.

He traveled copiously with the international performance organization Project Troubadour playing in Central and South America, Africa and Asia. Living in NYC he played numerous venues most notably the Lone Star. A few years back a Dutch producer saw him saw him play at Sun Mountain Cafe which led to the making and release of his 1st album FEET OF CLAY. THis album featured guest spots by John Leventhal, Richie Havens, Lucy Kaplansky, Jeff Golub and Jim Lauderdale. Compton penned all the tunes, sang and played acoustic and slide guitars. Later on we saw him play 110 nights/ 1 night a week or two years with his co writer Paul Jay at the BMW Bar in Manhattan. "There is nothing like a continuous live gig to hone yr writing and performance. This gig allowed me to get smaller and less dependent on production. My next record came directly out of that experience. I didn't want o build tracks/ I wanted to capture a performance.

Compton Maddux's new album DIRT SIMPLE is an accoustic based blues-Appalachian weld along the lines of Allison Krause and Steve Earle. The material is peppered with humor and irony. Other contibuting writers include Paul Jay and Eliot Osborn from the Outerspace Band. Says Maddux,"I like to put sex and religion in close proximity and paint the America that I would like to exist..."

Players on this album include Allison Cornell (Shania Twain) on fiddle/vocals and Bill Ruyle on hammer dulcimer and percussion. Gary Solomon on standup bass. John Moses/ dobro and banjo. Steve Hardwick and Gil Paris on electric guitars It was recorded live on a rainy night..at Lenny Posts' studio in Blauvelt, N.Y.

Lyrics

Black Violin

Written By: Compton Maddux

Red dress blowin'/full of summer wind
Can make a man to fall in love again
No price too high for the wages of sin
When Black Eyed Suzie plays her black violin

Black violin sittin on a chair
It can tell you stories
Daddy never shared
About bad blood and whiskey
War in '45
Hillbilly come home on the 4th of July

She played it sweet she played it clean
Make the whole damn world forget the trouble its seen
Nobody's strangers/everbody's kin
When Black Eyed Suzie plays her black violin
The stars come out under white lightining
When Black Eyed Suzie plays her black violin

Take her up the mountain to the whiskey still
Sit her down & let her drink her fill
Pray to the Lord let the romance begin
But she won't stop playing her black violin

She played it sweet like honey in the rain
Long Black Veil and Mystery Train
Heart starts a poundin
Head starts to spin
When Black Eyed Suzie plays her black violin

The stars come out under white lightining
When Black Eyed Suzie plays her black violin

Violet surrender up on Satan's Ridge

Hungry man/can't get enough of it

Shameless kisses on a moonshine night

I see our future up on thin ice

She played it sweet she played it clean
Make the whole damn world forget the trouble its seen
Nobody's strangers/everbody's kin
When Black Eyed Suzie plays her black violin
The stars come out under white lightining
When Black Eyed Suzie plays her black violin

Twenty years later
I'm standin in the shade
Staring at the stones where my Ma & Papa lay
When I get to thinkin back you know I got to grin
I'm the love child of a black violin

Designated Driver

Written By: Compton Maddux

Well, she’s half saint and the part that ‘ain’t
Is the part that’s good to me
When we’re all out of the hard stuff
She gives me organic tea

And she keeps that Nissan runnin’
And her refrigerator full
And if I kicked her out on her sweet butt
Life would sure be dull

She’s my designated driver
She’s just what I need
When I’ve had my fun and it’s time to run
I hand that girl the keys
She’s my designated driver
She drives me to the bar
She drives me to drink
In her car

Well it’s true that without the booze
I might not be me
But it’s hard to find a driver
When I can hardly see
I’m a really funny guy I’m told
When I’ve thrown a couple back
And the reason she hangs out with me
Says I’m real good in the sack

She’s my designated driver
She’s just what I need
If there was a school for saving drunks
She’d have her degree
She’s my designated driver
She drives me to the bar
She drives me to drink
In her car

Will you still drive me when I’m old and gray
Drivin’ me crazy/I love the way
That you drive me

She’s my designated driver
She drives me to the bar
She drives me to drink
In her car

Bible Belt

Written By: Compton Maddux

My Daddy was a preacher
My Momma pious too
They both were full of good advice
They made me stay in school
Then I met a woman showed me the way to bliss
She made the King James version blush when she swang her hips

I swear a month of Sundays
This sorry hand I’m dealt
Deep down low she hit me babe
Below the Bible Belt

Where do you draw the line at Kansas
Missouri cinch the waist
It’s down to Alabama
Where they all sin in lace
Everything gets all mix up in the Mississippi mud
By New Orleans you’re raining love levy by the flood

I swear a month of Sundays
Good was all it felt
Deep down low she hit me babe
Below the Bible Belt

Way down low
Below the Bible Belt
She hit me down
Way down low
Below the Bible Belt

God fearing and righteous
Eat some humble pie
Always go to church on Sundays
God is on my side

Well that Mary Magdalene like smile was
Making it so hard
I thought I was the dealer baby
But she held all the cards
She laid her hands upon me
I heard the bell
Deep down low she hit me babe
Below the Bible Belt

Way down low
Below the Bible Belt
She hit me down
Way down low
Below the Bible Belt

Restless

Written By: Compton Maddux

Restless/lost in a groove
Too close for comfort/too fast for the blues
Yes, I’m restless/lonely and blue
I’m feelin’ restless baby/restless for you

Restless/I toss in my sleep
Yes, I’m restless baby
I pray the Lord my soul to keep

Restless/caught in a mood
Too dark for humor/too light for the blues
Yes, I’m restless/my heart is on ice
I’m ready for battle but I can’t find the fight

Yes, I’m restless/lost in a maze
I don’t feel nothing/just count the days
Yes, I’m restless/caught in a game
My dog legs is runnin’
My feet are in flames

I’m feelin’ restless/reckless in love
Restless and reckless/heavens above
I’m feelin’ restless when I feel your heat
It’s time this restless boy took to the street

Restless in love/oh restless in love

Restless/cease and desist
Try to imagine what the mind can’t resist
Restless/a wanderin’ soul/searchin’ for water
Where’s there’s no waterhole
Restless/sharp as a knife
Restless by day/reckless by night
Yes, I’m restless/my attention is shot
Maybe I’m crazy/maybe I’m not

I’m feelin’ restless/reckless in love
Restless and reckless/heavens above
I’m feelin’ restless when I feel your heat
It’s time this restless boy took to the street

Restless in love/oh restless in love

There is nothing on this road…a man makes his deals
And steals his opportunities…Or maybe you only get one
real shot at love. You may have been mine. After that
it’s just affairs of forgetting…a stateless wanderer finding
no friendly native soil to lie in. They say if you drive
long enough…far enough…fast enough…that you can
leave your past behind…

Restless in love/ reckless is love

Too Much Love

Written By: Compton Maddux

It was many years ago
I was only just a boy
My Daddy took me aside and whispered
You are my pride /you are my joy
The he died and left me
Cryin’ out to the stars above
It was the that I realized/that there could be
Too much love

When there’s too much love
And you can’t let go
Too much love/it’s not right you know
When there’s too much love and your hearts on fire
Too much love and too much desire
Too much love

And you know how it is sometimes
And you know what it is to care
So much/so long/so hard forever
That you cry out in despair
And I’ve seen love fly away
And I’ve seen it come back on the wings of a dove
But if you asked me to tell you truly
I don’t know if there can be too much love

And now I’m a father myself and I see
The same questions in my children’s eyes
Can love vault every pitfall?
Can love alone save mankind?
And as the old world fades away
And foolish men ignite ten thousand fires
Will love guard our future/
Is that what too much inspires?

Too much love

The fires of love may die
But the heat of love survives
Though bitter hearts grow cold
Warm hearts will save this world
When there’s too much love

Too much love

Baby Blue

Written By: Compton Maddux/Paul Jay

Your first boyfriend was a milkman/used to come at noon
Used to ask permission/to write a letter and to use the phone
Your next boyfriend was a floor flusher/playin’ Chopin on the slide trombone
Seldom ‘round on a gig night of drinkin’
Send you runnin’ home all alone

Every day was a fairy tale/you got letters to prove it
But you’re tryin’ to see/your way through this wicked world
That’ll bring you eventually to me
Is there nothing I can say or do/to make a believer out of you
We’re all torn up/we deserve forgiveness
Most of what we say just isn’t true

I can see you now/way back when
Jumpin’ from a trapeze/lookin’ for a friend
I don’t know much but I know it’s not right
To have my baby blue/to have my baby blue
On a Friday night

Friday night and the weeks’ work is done
Not a good time to be thinkin’ about Monday
Clock on the wall says the war is won
There’s beer in the fridge and there’s the setting of the sun
That’s the time I’m gonna hold you tight
Won’t let go until we’ve both done this Friday night
If we look back we’ll turn to stone
If we see each other we won’t need a phone

I can see you now/way back when
Jumpin’ from a trapeze/lookin’ for a friend
I don’t know much but I know it’s not right
To have my baby blue/to have my baby blue
On a Friday night

In My Dreams

Written By: Compton Maddux

I don’t sleep well these days I’m used to wakin’ up with you around me
I wander ‘round this town I see your face in people who surround me
I’m not so sure if I can make it alone
I call your number but there’s nobody home

But you’re in my dreams
Your tender kiss/your touch
In my dreams
Your love is such a rush
In my dreams
Who could think I could love you so much
In my dreams

I’m not myself these days I talk and people just don’t understand me
My friends they try and keep me up
But getting close just seems too chancy
I’m not so sure if I can make it alone
I call your number but there’s nobody home

But you’re in my dreams
Your tender kiss/your touch
In my dreams
Your love is such a rush
In my dreams
Who could think I could love you so much
In my dreams

Darlin’ you’re tender smile your hair
In my dreams
I reach but no one’s there
In my dreams
Who could think I could love you so much

In my dreams it’s like a shot of the past
In my dreams it’s like a photograph
In my dreams I keep seeing your face
Hearing your voice
Callin’ me home
Callin’ me home

You’re in my dreams

I’m not so sure if I can make it alone
I call your number but there’s nobody home

But you’re in my dreams
Your tender kiss/your touch
In my dreams
Your love is such a rush
In my dreams
Who could think I could love you so much
In my dreams

Darlin’ you’re tender smile your hair
In my dreams
I reach but no one’s there
In my dreams
Who could think I could love you so much

Darlin’
You’re in my dreams

Dreams are shadows just so right
See you there day and night
In my dreams

You’re in my dreams

Everyday and in the nighttime too
You’re in my dreams

That's the Way It Is

Written By: Compton Maddux

You’re baby said
You lost that thing
That kept you held together
Now love is on the wane
That’s the way it is
When you’re baby left you Can’t find your way

She left you
Without a dime
Now your situation makes you
Kinda count the times you had her
That’s the way it is
When you’re baby left you Can’t find your way

The day was her smile
The night was her laugh
That kinda feelin’
Kinda lit your path
That’s the way it is
When you’re baby left you Can’t find your way

You’re out on the street
All your ragged clothes
You feel that chilly wind blowin’
Right down through your bones
That’s the way it is
When you’re baby left you Can’t find your way

Time rushes on like a crazy fast freight baby
You’re thinking that you lost your best friend
Is it luck? Is it fate?
You keep thinking You keep dreaming
That she’s coming back again

That’s the way it is
When you’re baby left you and you can’t find your way
That’s the way it is
When you’re baby left you and you just can’t find your way

Discography

Dirt Simple
Compton Maddux
© 2006 No Label (634479514319)
Compton Maddux/ purveyor of the finest agro-rock

"Maddux continues in the great tradition of Americana storytellers a la Dylan and Hyatt. He takes the mythic agro landscape of the south and midwest and spins a Faulkeresque fabric sexual hijinks and swampy hooks. In songs like Cornfield, Biblebelt and Black Violin he delivers both poignancy and humor in fair measure in rock'in/accoustic package that feels super real and authentic. ---Steve Sterling producer and manager of the Seatones

Compton Maddux
Feet of Clay
© 2000 Compton Maddux (660355477027)

Guitar-driven country/rock with Fogerty-esque vocals.

Lyrically rich songs are graced by guest performances by Richie Havens, John Leventhal (Sean Colvin and Marc Cohen), Jeff Golub (Rod Stuart), Lucy Kaplansky, Jim Lauderdale, Kenny Kosek, Billy Ward and the late great Bobby Chouinard.

Set List

ORIGINALS
Black Violin
Go Down Swing'in
Backhoe
Picture in Her Wallet
Sun on my Road
Bible Belt
Baby Blue
You're in my Dreams
Cornfield
Mountain of Gold
Designated Driver
Some Other Fool
That's the Way It Goes
Tak'in it Easy

COVERS
Feel a Whole Lot Better/Byrds
Rock n Roll Star/Byrds
Boys of Summer/Don Henley
Time Won't Let Me/Outsiders
And Your Bird Can Sing/Beatles
In My Life/Beatles
Paint It Black/Stones
Whiter Shade of Pale/Procul Harem
Friend of the Devil/Dead
Call the Breeze/Skynard
One Way Out/Allmans
Sloop John B/Beach Boys
Old Man Down the Road/Credence
Shapes/Yardbirds
Can't Turn You Loose/Sam & Dave
Water of Love/Dire Straits
Sultans of Swing/Dire Straits
Cajun Moon/JJ Cale
Walk'in in Memphis/Marc Cohen
Ain't Missing You/John Waitte
Boon Docks/Billy Joe Royal