Rob Tognoni

Rob Tognoni

BandRockBlues

"Whilst Rob is a very powerful player, able to bring out power chords and driving riffs, there is also a subtle side to his playing that definitely reflects some of his influences, listed as including BB King, Hendrix, Grand Funk Railroad and Tony Joe White..." Blues Matters Magazine UK

Biography

"Australian Rob Tognoni is one of the finest guitar players around today. His work is a combination of classic rock, blues, and blues/rock and is done with utmost passion and precision..."
Bandit Blues Radio USA

From Australia & introduced to Europe by blues master Dave Hole in 1994, Rob Tognoni delivers a 100% powerfully charged experience with every performance. There is simply no compromise, which is strongly evident in his music. After 30 years his explosive guitar playing and unique songs are now being compared with the greats of his genre and have firmly established him in the European venues & festivals as well as gaining many fans of hard blues rock worldwide

Lyrics

Dogs With Fleas

Written By: Rob Tognoni

Dogs With Fleas

I can not believe everything I read and what I see

I can wear the I don't care
but underneath it's itchin' me
tear the shreds from yester-year
and dress it up brand new
if it's all the same you can have the name
just don't give me empathy

I wanna take a load of your mind
so please don't mind how I'm telling you
I see things in a different way
if it's all the same would you lie down
with dogs with fleas, and never have to fight again?

Lyin' on the ground I hope you come around
and shake your company
too much of this and too much of that
won't help your necessity
well I'll scratch your back, but don't look back
it's a thing you can't resist
I'm on your side, take you for a ride
out of this Hell that you exist

if sleepin' dogs would lie I think that I could fly
right through your heart
and never have to cry again
if it's all the same would you lie down
with dogs with fleas, and never have to fight again?

well mama don't like the message
I'm only tryin' not to ignore
I wish I could, if only I could, it's kickin' down the door
communications breakdown is where I'm headed to
without a shred of evidence
I'm gonna snap my head in two

I wanna take a load of your mind
so please don't mind how I'm telling this truth
from how I see things in a different way
if it's all the same would you lie down
with dogs with fleas, and never have to fight again?

if I could stop the wind by only wishing it to die down
I would give you what you need
if it's all the same would you lie down
with dogs with fleas, and never have to fight again?

never have to fight again

if I could stop the wind by only wishing it to die down
I will give you what you need
if it's all the same would you lie down
with dogs with fleas, and never have to fight again?

never have to fight again

Product of a Southern Land

Written By: Rob Tognoni

Product Of A Southern Land (1 More Hit)

he had an in-bred smile, had a cold steel grip
never wanted to cry, never wanted to slip
his eyes would undress any woman he met
like a hungry junkie needin' just one more hit
and tact, just wasn't his trait
been workin' too long givin' all it takes
to make a livin' out of diggin', but he never complained
nobody listened and nothin' was gained

just a product of a southern land

she was a hard sell woman, she tried to look her best
she put up with fools if she thought she could get
a little bit ahead just payin' the rent
or taken out to dinner with flowers and respect
and lyin', was her biggest defeat
remember all the stories that she had to repeat
but it really didn't matter if it didn't sync up
there are plenty of suckers just wanna help out

just a product of a southern land
just one more hit

he had an in-bred smile, had a cold steel grip
never wanted to cry, never wanted to slip
she was a hard sell woman, she tried to look her best
like a hungry junkie needin' just one more hit

just a product of a southern land
just one more hit

Stupify Me

Written By: Rob Tognoni

Stupify Me

I don't need a lot of expertise
this is goin' nowhere
talk about easy to me
it really don't mean that much
I hope it all don't backfire
and we can talk for a while
but the way you you're treatin' me
I ain't no school child

I used to believe in all the fabrication
'til the blind was raised from my eyes
so don't try, don't try - to stupify me

I ain't got no college degree
but it don't take that
I won't wallow in self pity
I never even gave that
I hope it all don't backfire
and we can talk for a while
but the way you you're treatin' me
I ain't gonna go back

I never got lost in all the translation
I got you right from the first time
so don't try, don't try - to stupify me

I'm goin' down
don't try - to stupify me

You call me crazy
well, is that right?
you can be mean
when you're howlin' like a wolf
to the moonlight
It never will be the same
this ain't no stupid game
so don't try and control me
like you used to

I wanted to believe in all the fabrication
but the blind was raised from my eyes
so don't try, don't try - to stupify me

don't try - to stupify me
don't try - to stupify me

Discography

CROCODILE COUNTRY - 7" Single, '86 Australia (Sundown)
I GOT YOU - YOU GOT ME - 7" Single, '89 Australia (Sundown)
I GOT YOU - YOU GOT ME - CD, 12", 7" EP - The Angels "Dogs Are Talking", '90 Australia (Mushroom/Festival)
STONES & COLOURS - CD, '95 UK, Europe (Provogue)
HEADSTRONG - CD, '97 UK, Europe (Provogue)
LIVE AT THE TWILIGHT - CD, '99 UK, Europe (Provogue)
MONKEYGRINDER - CD, '01 UK, Europe (Provogue)
RETRO SHAKIN' - CD, '03 UK, Europe (Independent)
SHAKIN' THE DEVIL'S HAND - LIVE – CD, '05 UK, Europe, US, Canada (Dixiefrog)
THE IRONYARD - CD, '06 UK, Europe (Independent)
CAPITAL WAH - CD, '07 UK, Europe (Independent)

Set List

Typical set list (Rob plays his own songs plus a few cover songs; usually 2 sets of 1h each plus "Encores"):
Coming home at last
Baby please don't go
Roosevelt & Ira Lee
Jim Beam Blues
Itty Bitty Mama
Black Chair
Shakin the devil's hand
Mr. John Lee
Dirty Occupation
Words of a desparate man
Hoot, Shoot, electrocute
Lands of Cirrus
The Real Thing
My Detonation
Shoot to kill
Product of a Southern Land
Ballad of Julie-Ann
Redhouse
Let your love fly
Bad Girl
Crossword Blues
Don't Wake me
Hey Joe
Drink Jack Boogie
Pourin' Down on me