Singer Songwriter Cigar Box Guitar

By playing a gut-bucket slide on his 3-string Cigar Box Guitar or by picking on his a beat up Taylor Acoustic Guitar while singing and stomping on a tambourine and an old trunk, Singer Songwriter Jeff Powers creates his own fiery “gumbo” indie styled brand of Roots, Blues and Americana. Sounds like Neil Young joined the Black Keys to play some blues.

 

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Song A Week #24 The Sky Cried Tears Like Rain Jeff Powers 

Sad Song



The Sky Cried Tears Like Rain© music/lyrics Jeff Powers

Summertime she ran away
She left a note "I need a little space"
That's when the sky cried tears like rain
That's when the sky cried tears like rain

Autumn is a time for change
That's why I thought she might come home again
That's when the sky cried tears like rain
That's when the sky cried tears like rain

Bridge

Winter time brings on the storm
That's why I thought she might come in to get warm
That's when the sky cried tears like rain
That's when the sky cried tears like rain

Springtime is a time of growth
That's why I thought you might love me some more
That's when the sky cried tears like rain
That's when the sky cried tears like rain

Bridge

She never came home never called me again
And it's been years but I still miss my friend
That's when the sky cried tears like rain
That's when the sky cried tears like rain
That's when the sky cried tears like rain

Song A Week #23 "Down In New Orleans" Jeff Powers 

I lived in New Orleans years ago and it's in my heart now...I love the MUSIC, food, architecture, the people and the party....it's the most unique and fun place in all of the USA. This song originally was written as a protest song about the things that were happening in New Orleans right after Katrina but I rewrote some of the lyrics to have a more fun upbeat song since the city is doing great now. The original version of the song is available on my CD https://jeffpowers.bandcamp.com/album/jeff-powers

Down In New Orleans© 2008 music/lyrics Jeff Powers

The mighty Mississippi
Rolls on down stream
Pass the Crescent city
Known as New Orleans

And the spirit can't be broken
On the banks of Ponchertrain
Not by gov'ment warplanes
By no hurricane

   Gonna get up in the morning
   Gonna head out to the street
   Gonna meet up with some old friends
   Gonna keep some company
   Down in New Orleans
   On Bourbon Street

Yes, the levee was broken
But now we're dancin' in the rain
A little herb we're token
Partyin' all day

Gonna listin' to the meters
Jammin' at Tipitina's
Zydeco, Bounce, Funk, Blues and Jazz
In every part of the city

   Gonna get up in the morning
   Gonna head out to the street
   Gonna meet up with some old friends
   Gonna keep some company
   Down in New Orleans
   On Bourbon Street

Gonna sing and play my music
Right out on the street
Don't worry bout no gov'ment
It's a place where people dream
And every place you go to  
You can always feel that beat
And all those gumbo faces
Smile and make you complete
Down in N.O.
On Bourbon street

   Gonna get up in the morning
   Gonna head out to the street
   Gonna meet some old friends
   Gonna keep some company
   Down in New Orleans
   On Bourbon Street

Song And A Beer #11 Long Hammer IPA "I'm In a Bad Mood" Jeff Powers 

Long Hammer IPA from Redhook Brewery



I’M IN A BAD MOOD©2011 music/lyrics Jeff Powers

I'm in a bad mood
Didn't have my morning coffee
And I know you're talkin'
Cause I see your lips movin'

 It's a crazy life And you're in it
Not sure how we got here But it happened
Faded dreams Lie on a suburban lawn
And my soul is buried In the back yard
The flowers' been watered With my sweat and blood
And a SUV sit's in a mortgaged garage

I'm in a bad mood
Didn't get anything naughty
I know you're in my bed
Cause I hear you snorin'

It's a crazy life
And you're in it
Not sure how we got here
But it happened

Faded dreams
Lie on a suburban lawn
And my soul is buried
In the back yard
The flowers' been watered
With my sweat and blood
And a SUV sit's in a mortgaged garage

And I missed my flight to Rio
To the Mardi-Gras of my dreams
The dancers and the Carnies rage since Epiphany
And they won’t give me pancakes on Ash Wednesday

I'm in a bad mood The traffic ain't movin'
I wanna grab my gun And start-a-shootin'
It's a crazy life And you're in it
Not sure how we got here But it happened
Faded dreams Lie on a suburban lawn
And my soul is buried In the back yard
The flowers' been watered
With my sweat and blood
And a SUV sit's in a mortgaged garage I'm in a bad mood (repeat)

Student Showcase at Coda in Tremont...a lot of fun!  

It was a really great evening with my student showcase. I got up and performed with 6 of my students who all did great...some even sang. Then someone I taught years ago and is now a 2x grammy winner (Jose Alvarez) got up with me and smoked the house! The atmosphere at Coda is really cool and there were a lot of enthusiastic people in the audience.






Song A Week #22 "Can't Even Get Revenge" Jeff Powers 



CAN”T EVEN GET REVENGE© 2011 music/lyrics Jeff Powers


I can’t say “I told you so”                                          
Or look at me now gonna miss me when I’m gone
I got no pot that I can piss in
(well) It’s the kiss of death if I can’t make you mad  
Can’t even get revenge                                              

Jealousy, insults I’ll go to no end
Sleep with your sister I'd be her man
I don’t even have a Fair chance
It’s the kiss of death if I can’t make you mad 
Can’t even get revenge

I try every way every chance I get
But I can’t go on only pretending
I know you don’t give a damn
It’s the kiss of death if I can’t make you mad              
Can’t even get revenge

BRIDGE
Revenge is dish best served cold                               
But I can’t seem to get you to notice
I want to get even but I really can’t                              
I can’t get revenge                                                        

This one way street is a real dead end
But I keep driving right on down it
It's really sad the way I am
(and) It’s the kiss of death if I can’t make you mad 
I can’t even get revenge