Richie Reinholdt

Richie Reinholdt

BandAmericanaAcoustic

People write songs for various reasons. For me, it's about trying to paint images and also tell a story with those images or maybe just evoke an emotion from them. I'm not usually moved towards the "Love Song" I'm more interested in painting illusions and the feelings they might inspire.

Biography

As a solo artist, I use different groups to present the music/songs the way I hear them in my head (hopefully). Because I do like a few different genre's, it's nice to have various players to play/record my songs with. Sometimes I like the acoustic format , having played in bluegrass bands. But I also have played a lot of styles over the years. Everything from Reggae to 60's rock to old/time country to blues and swing so I like to use these influences depending on the feeling of the song. I would have to have to say that the "Roots Americana" sound is what's largest on my landscape and my songs lean that way whether it's a total acoustic format or with a tele and a bass- and-drums rhythm section

Lyrics

Tuff Girl

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

She’s a tuff girl tougher that you and she’ll prove it eveyday
She’s a tuff girl does what she wants just don’t get in her way
She’ll tell you she’s to blame if it all goes wrong
She does what pleases her most
But when the moment’s gone and she’s moved on
Oh you might as well be a ghost

‘Cause she’s a tuff girl tough as can be you’ll never break through her shell
Likes it rough girl oh oh can’t you see tuff girls never kiss and tell
She’s a million lives away from where you want her to be
A place that changes every day
And she can see for miles and miles and miles behind
All the loser’s along the way

You can scream her name a thousand different ways
But she’ll never answer your call
“Cause she’s the one that keeps all her answers in a drawer
Locked up in a room down the hall

‘Cause she’s a tuff girl with her own set of rules just don’t follow her around
Had enough girl she’s already made fools of all the boys downtown
She could have been a model in a lacy negligee
Daring you to look her in the eye
‘Cause the camera loves her smile but deep behind the mask
Is a heart that’s forbidden to cry

‘Cause she’s a tuff girl out on the run running away from herself
‘Cause tuff girls hey just wanna have fun no one’s gonna put her on no shelf
No one’s gonna put her on no shelf

Betty Lou

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

Hey now Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to

Quarter-back and the prom queen
You were the cheerleader of my passion dreams
But a careless night without a glove
Led me down the aisle pledging eternal love

Come on Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Ahh Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to

Mortgaged life in a single-wide
Busted cars parked outside
But when the local called a strike I saw them picket lines
All around the life I thought was mine

Come on Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to

With your diaper breath and bloodshot eyes
You wonder why I stay out all night
But when the baby cries with hunger pangs
I gotta get out here before I go insane

Ahh Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to

I Dunno

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

I dunno if the blink of an eye
Measures the time between hello and goodbye
Opaque signs beckoning us on
March in time closer to the dawn

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno

And I dunno if collective fantasy
Is enough too set the captives free
Bound in chains shackled with remorse
Fashion slaves riding the gift horse to

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
All these things that I can’t see unless I close my eyes tightly

If I try I can see I can see a million miles
Across the sea to a land of manic smiles
Where caustic hands are grabbing for their share
Two fisted minds clutching at the air

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
All these things that I can’t see unless I close my eyes tightly

I dunno why salvation’s bought and sold
Redemption for the price of gold
But payments of bribery alone
Won’t guarantee a place closer to the throne

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno

I dunno if I can count how many times
I’m hypnotised by seductive rhymes
Words of love whispered soft and low
Torrid scenes in some Bali-wood show

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
Oh where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno

Stray Raven

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

Stray Raven Stray Raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb

17 years of crossed off days
On calender pages counting the ways
They’ve kept you in cages with no room to grow
Spread your wings and fly away

Stray Raven Stray Raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb

Four walls in the prison of a shared bedroom
Looking out the window reaching for the moon
A voice is calling come away with me now
Spread your wings and fly away

Stray Raven Stray Raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb

Now your out on the wire which way do you go
Back home through the window open below
Or out beyond into the unknown
Spread your wings and fly away

Stray Raven Stray Raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb
How high can you climb

Sally Anne

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

Sally Anne Sally Anne run away while you can
Don’t the past catch up to you oh Sally Anne

Memories of the first love never leave
A torn red bandana in the sun
Golden hair and a cap-gun smile
Cowboys and indians on the run

An album full of polaroid emotions
‘Bout the girl from the shot-gun shack next door
Secret heart holding back the tears
While she sweeps her daddy of the floor

The teen-eye blinks and she’s gone
Ran away with the traveling show
Following the endless highway
Anywhere the next ride goes

Then one day she re-appears
A kiss for a twenty-dollar bill
She says she day she’s coming back to stay
But she knows she never will

Reality Show

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

Sellers of souls take aim
Fame is in your sights
Another chance for contention
See your name up in lights
Survivor-hungry TV
American Idol awaits
Get in line for the buffet
And pile the greed high on your plate

Subscribers to the current idea
Someone’s waiting for you
With a mask of wealth and fame
But there’s horns poking through
Hands stained with lies
From sleeping in the devil’s bed
Secerts behind the eyes
And the sheets are painted red

Believers of love in vain
Vanity‘s your prize
Pretenders to the throne
Stars on the rise
If you swim too long in the gene pool
You’ll never wash off the stain
While you’re polishing the family jewels
A diamond slides down the drain

Soul traders in line
For your just rewards
It’s only a matter of time
And a crossing of swords
You’re riding on a carousel
All the tribes in the game
Reaching for the golden ring
Your fifteen minutes of fame yeah

Sellers of souls Believers of love in vain Soul Traders in line

Tabloid Queen

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

She’s not the kind of girl to let her secrets show
She thinks that if you love her you’re just supposed to know
And she’ll never tell you what you doing wrong
She just makes a note on on the letter to Dolly
She’ been writing for so long

The Enquirer never told her she doesn’t understand
She thinks her body is all she has to hang on to her man
But his wondering eyes are traveling at the speed of light
Like a beacon on a stormy sea ships passing in the night

One more night of questions asked in silent pain
One more round of denials he’s pretty good at this game
She whispers do you love me “C’mon honey what-a-ya think
Then waits for her to fall asleep and goes out for a drink

She wonders if J-Lo ever walked this empty floor
Buries her head in a pillow to cry a little more
One tear for the sorrow one more for the rain
A flood to send all his lies spinning down the drain

She always looks for answers
Inside the magazine
On the rack at the check out line
Wake up tabloid queen

This Bottle

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

He sits alone in his shack thinking that she’s coming back
Though her goodbyes still ring in his ear
Lights a candle pours the wine it’s aniversary time
The same thing happens every single year

Wine for the sorrow Gin for the tears
Two more shots of whiskey to wipe away the years
Although an ocean full of dreams can’t erase the regret
With this bottle it’s easy to forget

Staring down into her past through reflections in her glass
She hears a husband’s thousand questions why
A child‘s diamond tears shatter on the kitchen floor
This glass is full of goodbyes

Wine for the sorrow Gin for the tears
Two more shots of whiskey to wipe away the years
Although an ocean full of dreams can’t erase the regret
With this bottle it’s easy to forget

To this bottle I thee wed til death do us part
Happy ever after right up to closing time
Nothing in this world is more dear to my heart
With this bottle I’ll be doing fine

Wine for the sorrow Gin for the tears
Two more shots of whiskey to wipe away the years
Although an ocean full of dreams can’t erase the regret
With this bottle it’s easy to forget
But with this bottle I’m trying to forget

Movin' On

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

She’s a girl in the middle of a family torn in two
Mom took off a while ago Dad don’t know what to do
She’s buried all those feelings deeeper then the sea
But the brown of her eyes is blues as can be

Oh manic heart why do your change your mind
Always looking forward never behind
Blame needs a victim someone to cling to
Movin’ on it‘s all you can do

She thinks she’s to blame must’a done something wrong
She hasn’t seen her daddy smile for so long
If only she hadn’t broke that special plate
Forgot to mow the lawn or come home too late

People grow old and sometimes drift apart
And the rift between them tears through the heart
And though time usually heals the scars of goodbye
The future is cloudy from the mist in her eye

Sunset

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

As day is done a crimson fiery sun
Spreads a last farewell across the sky
Drenching light rays of golden rose
Scorching memories of lives gone by
Smoldering with it’s need
To reach back and touch yesterday

Gambling time forsaken to the wind
Always betting on a losing hand
Guarded hearts a lovers game of chance
The winners names are written in the sand
With rippled fists clenched in rage
The losers’ clutch at yesterday

Selfish ones festooned with desire
Forgetting everything in the mirror
Games go on blinded by the chase
A murky path that used to seem so clear
Not looking back to far enough to see
The lessons of yesterday

And through the years the heart loses it’s way
Eventually forgetting how to fly
Distant cries of loves that used to be
Echoes all across the evening sky
But a shadow from goodbyes
Has fallen across yesterday

And now the past forever frozen in time
Remains as distant as the twilight sun
Parting words like salvos to the heart
Malevolently fired on the run
Linger on eternally
Trying to remake yesterday

Random Accusations

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

When your casual denials turn monumental
And your manners of depression are all that pull you through
And your righteousness is so presidental
You’re a self-made martyr through and through

When all the saints refuse your collect phone calls
And return all your christmas cards
And everyone accuses you of building brick walls
You’re a self-made martyr standing guard

When your memories all run together like water color
And illusions become your daily bread
And you question happiness like a jealous lover
You’re a self-made martyr still in bed

When your night times are always waiting for the sunrise
And your mornings are black as coffee
And the telephone only rings with surprise
You’re a self-made martyr sanctimoniously

When your indignation chokes you like a halter
And recognition saunters right on by
And no one genuflects at your altar
You’re a self-made martyr wondering why

When all of your pretentions cry for recognition
And you’re dying for a crumb of sympathy
And your boasts are just an act of contrition
You’re a self-made martyr like me

The Last To Know

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

The walls get closer every morning
Closing in ‘til I lay me down to sleep
Stone collects the breath of angels
Steel bars my soul to keep
Everytime we’d come to town
She was always hanging around
At first it was a wink and a smile
But that memory stayed with me for a while

They told me long ago
Time passes so slow
And although love needs room to grow
When lover’s leave you’ll be the last to know

Even though we courted off and on
I could never seem to hold her for long
But my need for her was to dear
To let another man come near
So I followed her footprints from town
Leading through the snow on the ground
Then I heard a moan in the barn
Her flesh was melting in his arms

A deep winters cold had chilled the land
But not as cold as the blade in my hand
Steam rose from the blood in her chest
As I yanked my knife from her breast
Now from my cell window I can see
The short walk to my eternity
A new scaffold to climb aboard
And a hangman’s noose for my reward

Herself

Written By: Richie Reinholdt

she hears with her eyes feels her way through the stars
with her head in the clouds she knows who you are
she’s a timepiece of fate calling your name
and I always think I’m to blame

she gives no clues of sacraficial detail
her beauty is your penance like blood inside the grail
she has seven santos candles lighting the way
and I forgot how to pray

she runs like a deer with her feet by her side
her only companions along for the ride
the sound of her smile echos in the rain
and I’m searching for her again

she always remains on her own separate shelf
she keeps all her refreshments strictly to herself
if you ask for sip you’ll only get a wink
and I’m always begging for a drink

she never gives away a single crust of bread
her own appetites are safe in her head
they only satisfy her need for restraint
and I’m just a prisoner of complaint

she walks the fine line between security and doubt
her desires remain imprisoned straining to get out
her fortitude continues completly intact
and I’m just a matter of fact

Discography

Manic Heart / Richie and The Rocketdogs 2008
Glory Days / The Acousticals 2007
Lies of Love / Richie Reinholdt 2006
Talk to the Paw / Richie Reinholdt 2005
Acousticals / Richie Reinholdt and Friends 2003
Goozack a Bird / Richie Reinholdt 2001
Gulfkin / Richie Reinholdt 2000
Bunny Peach / Richie Reinholdt 1997
Dog Oink / The Wolfrats 1995
The Live Wire Choir 1978

Set List

SET 1 LEGENDS
TELL ME LIES
STRAY RAVEN
BLUE VIRGINIA BLUES
BETTY LOU
SLIPPERY HILL
MAJOR SOMETHING
EMPTY EYES
TUFF GIRL
BANDY
NO X
LOSER’S CORNHOLE
MARCH
HEROES
PEOPLE LIKE US
THE KIWI
I DUNNO

SET 2 SALLY ANNE
LOST IN A STORM
THE BACKROOM
THIS BOTTLE
WALK ON
THE HIGH LIFE
SUNSET
JUST LIKE TOM THUMB’S BLUES
POWDER FINGER
MOVING ON
RANDOM ACCUSATIONS
WORDS
REALITY SHOW
LIFE #2
THIS BOTTLE

SET 3 VOICES
PEOPLE LIKE US
INSOMNIA
FROM THE INSIDE
READY TO FLY
SLIPPERY HILL
NEARLY FAMOUS
NEVER GONNA FLY