First song out is ‘Ain’t no Reason’ by Brett Dennen. The song is from his 2006 album ‘So Much More’.
There’s something special about this song. It’s hard to explain. There’s something about his voice, and the calm, relaxing music that makes it awesome. It is very mellow, full of charm and one of the best guitar songs I’ve heard. Simply great. Check out Brett Dennen’s web site: http://www.brettdennen.net
Dedicated to: Thomas “Plomma” Andrews

~The Lyrics~

There ain’t no reason things are this way.
It’s how they always been and they intend to stay.
I can’t explain why we live this way.
We do it every day.

Preachers on the podium speaking to saints.
Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change.
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape,
Cursing my name.

I gotta a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same,
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing,
You can spend your whole life working for something,
Just to have it taken away.

People walking around pushing back their debts,
Wearing paychecks like necklaces and bracelets,
Talking about nothing, not thinking about death,
Every little heartbeat, every little breath.

People walk a tightrope on a razors edge.
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons.
It could be a bomb, or a bullet, or a pen,
Or a thought, or a word, or a sentence.

There ain’t no reason things are this way.
Its how they’ve always been and they intend to stay.
I don’t know why I say the things I say,
But I say them anyway.

But love will come set me free.
Love will come set me free, I do believe.
Love will come set me free, I know it will.
Love will come set me free, yeah.

Prison walls still standing tall.
Some things never change at all.
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all.
Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all.

Working your fingers bare to the bone.
Breaking’ your back, make you sell you soul.
Like a lung, it’s filled with coal,
Suffocating slow.

The wind blows wild and I may move.
But politicians lie and I am not fooled.
You don’t need no reason or a three piece suit,
To argue the truth.

The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go,
Love I try to follow.

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yeah

There ain’t no reason things are this way.
Its how they’ve always been and they intend to stay.
I can’t explain why we live this way.
We do it every day.

The time is 14:27!

JonAnders is playing the guitar, he’s jamming it up with some.. guitar-music. I’m feeling pretty back-drunk, and Thomas is also feeling pretty back-drunk. There is condensation on the window, and the birds be chirping outside. In the dewy meadow of Rælingen City. Ja…

Eirik signing out, this was a short but very concrete blog!

Have a nice day.

[By Guest Ranter Eirik 'ulv' Jensen]