Try Again

Bonus Track By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 5:30
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/60-TryAgain.mp3]
1992
Lyrics
I know that you’ve been waiting so long
For something good to come along
This song is about that fight
And I know that praying works in strange ways
It helps you through those hard days
When nothing in the world seems right

But when you’re down and about to give up that sight
Reach way down south for some fight and right to try again
Because you know, your reward someday will be great
Your quest must start on this date, relate and try again

Yes, I know you’ve been brought down once before
You’ve suffered through those many chores
And scores of rattlesnake bites
But just remember that Rome wasn’t built in a day
It took many years and many “nays”
And “yays” to do it right

And when start your construction on that dream
Pray the good Lord be on your team, you’re free to try again
The next step is to be persistent all the way
It makes resistance go away
That grey won’t be seen again

And never, ever, ever give up on hope
Your faith will help you to cope
An antidote to evil trends
Because you know that praying works in strange ways
It will help you through those hard days
It pays to try again

Composition © 1992, 1993 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on March 4, 1992
Recorded March 1992 / November 1993
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Acoustic Guitars, Bass Guitar, Piano, Keyboards, Drums, Vocals

Listener Guide
Grade

Analysis: The last song to be written and recorded before a very long hiatus, this song is almost very good, but lacks that extra punch to put it over the finish line. The acoustic intro and bass lines are very melodic, but the song proper seems to get stale and repetitive.

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Black Jack

Bonus Track By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 5:03
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/55-BlackJack.mp3]
1991
Lyrics
Don’t think about tomorrow, today is the perfect time
What do you think our your chances at love?
Are you willing to bet they’re fine?

I’m alone inside my own protective shell
Waiting for you to come and set me free
I’m willing to make a gamble on you
Will you take a chance on me?

And after all these good intentions
It all connects when we hope to hit “21”
Will we do it for fame or fortune or greed
Or will we just do it fun?

Black jack , trying to win our losings back
Never really get the knack, hoping we don’t lose
Longing for acceptance and belonging
It’s a new day dawning, now we have to choose

Some will believe, some will deceive
Want to play the game? Got to lose the shame
Get up and go, give us your show
A contradiction, a polite fiction

Do we do it for fame or fortune or greed
Or do we just do it fun?

Black jack , trying to win our losings back
Never really get the knack, hoping we don’t lose
Longing for acceptance and belonging
It’s a new day dawning, now we have to choose

Someone believes, some will deceive
Want to play the game? Got to lose the shame
Get up and go, give us your show
A contradiction of a polite friction

Don’t think about tomorrow, today is the perfect time
What do you think our your chances at life?
Are you willing to bet they’re fine?

Composition © 1991, 1993 Ric Albano
Publication © 2012 Jeremiah Dylan Cook

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on December 26, 1991
Recorded December 1991 / November 1993
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, Vocals

Listener Guide
Grade

Analysis: A very good song which was nearly left off this album because of bad mixing and a sub-par vocal performance. I did reconsider, however because it was such a pinnacle composition during the disparate and extended period stretching from late ’91 until late ’93.

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Another Lazy Sunday

Bonus Track By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 2:41
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/44-AnotherLazySunday.mp3]
1991
Lyrics
And when I see you next time
I’ll tell you the truth
It’s just the way I express my emotions, crying for you

Don’t pass me by girl, we’re headed down the same narrow road
Can’t you see it too?
Just another lazy Sunday and the birds are sigin’ sunshine
Trying to find themselves a fool

So when I see you next time, love me with your eyes
And your hold and your touch just feels so fine
Don’t worry, we’ll have our time

And when I see you next time
I’ll tell you the truth
It’s just the way I express my emotions, crying for you

Composition © 1991 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on March 10, 1991
Recorded March 1991
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, All Vocals

Listener Guide
Grade

Analysis: Almost a country-waltz, this simple acoustic diddy is all verse and no variation. The vocals are a bit weak and there are some tuning issues

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Fire On the Mountain

Bonus Track By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 4:00
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/43-FireOnTheMountain.mp3]
1991
Lyrics
I walked along the mountain side
And noticed thick, black smoke that filled the air, but noone cared
I raced towards the valley with my arms up screaming loudly
But it appeared noone could hear

I looked upon the bridge and saw the children
Standing lonely and lost and crying, their fear of dying
Their stranded in this old ghost town
Their parents are all underground and save from this fate

The problem with most people is
They think that if don’t know it’s alright to lose the fight
They strive to get security
But safety doesn’t matter in place of green, know what I mean?

Fire on the mountain spreading quickly towards the valley
It is a shame, it can’t be tamed
The rain can’t stop its rapid growth
The wind provides no antidote
It came, but who’s to blame

I fell into a fitful sleep and had a dream
That all had turned out right, at least for tonight
If wishful thinking is all I’ve got
I’ll cherish it right down to the last drop, until it stops

Fire on the mountain spreading quickly towards the valley
It is a shame, it can’t be tamed
The rain provides no antidote
The wind can’t stop its rapid growth
It came, but who’s to blame

Composition © 1991, 1993 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on March 3, 1991
Recorded March 1991 & November 1993
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar, Harmonica, Drums, Vocals

Listener Guide
Grade

Analysis: A song built from a sales pitch, this was originally written as part of a trilogy. The Lyric is poetic and sound is adequate, but the melody never quite matured.

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Love In a Pocketbook

Bonus Track By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 4:25
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/39-LoveInAPocketbook.mp3]
1990
Lyrics
Don’t go thinking all that I told you was in vain
Because that ain’t true
You must believe the time that I speak of brought me pain
But not from you
I do agree, I had much too frequent made mistakes, some I regret
I’ve learned most recently you may give what you take, and don’t forget

Fortunes are won and lost in seconds while coins are tossed
Deciding forever someone’s fate
We danced and we sang aloud, so self-conscious yet so proud
A sensual adventure at any rate

When you see the coming of dawn’s light think of me and what we’d done
The colors floating brightly upon the TV screen had made us one
The Denver Broncos losing again in the Super Bowl
A metal clete that’s carefully hid beneathe the snow

Fortunes are won and lost in seconds while coins are tossed
Deciding forever someone’s fate
We danced and we sang aloud, so self-conscious yet so proud
A sensual adventure at any rate

Ecstasy did grow, I’m really sorry that I ever let you go
A ray of light, a meteorite crawlin’ accross the universe
Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down
Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down
Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down

If you listen closely, you can hear the sounds of “Black Velvet”
So just close your eyes and wish really hard and don’t regret
Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down
Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down
Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down

Composition © 1990 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on December 18, 1990
Recorded December 1990
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, All Vocals

Listener Guide
Grade

Analysis: I had once promised an old girlfriend that someday I’d write a song about her called “Love In a Pocketbook”. Like the title, much of the songs lyrics are cryptic “inside jokes”. The music is decent in its simplicity, but the recording did not hold up very well, so it a bit abrasive.

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