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"My Tesla went to Tulsa (without me)"...

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(Click mini-player to hear the song Fences)

About Schweitzer

I was born in Texas, but due to my father being a Naval Officer, I lived alternately in Texas and California most of my life. My interest in music started fairly early but did not come into focus until High School. My mother had always played guitar and organ and loved to sing, but my brother, Dan, started writing songs, and for me, that was the spark. Eventually, I "sib-jugated" (see what I did there?) the songwriting bug from my brother, only learning guitar - and then piano - to facilitate the writing process. After High School, I joined the U.S. Army and served in Germany in the infantry. But even in this situation, I found my way into the Morale rogram, directing the music for stage productions and performing in variety shows for the troops and their families abroad. Once back in "States" I would play in several bands and work as a recording engineer in Los Angeles, and despite losing control of my music on life's many curves, I would eventually self-publish several albums, a novel, novellas and short stories. On August 1, 2016, my main inspiration and best supporter, my brother, Leland Dan Schweitzer, passed away. I have taken up the mantle of preserving Dan's work, interpolating this effort into my own projects. I was already on-track with my 5th album, but I repurposed it to include my own recordings of several of Dan's songs that had only been recorded as reference versions. Ultimately, I decided to call that album "Fences" after one of my brother's songs. I have also decided that future projects will follow that template until there is no more to offer.

 

When the self-publishing efforts began I chose to go by only my surname for practical reasons. I realized early on that there's too much "sch" in saying Richard Schweitzer, and that it doesn't fall trippingly off the tongue, though it does trip and fall, I opted against an actual name change... so "Schweitzer".

 

Today, "Schweitzer Projects," under the "tindog music & stuff" umbrella, is producing songs that generally fall into the Pop / Pop rock or folk categories, venturing into Progressive Rock and musical theater when the mood strikes, and I just want to keep producing. Who knows, someday something may catch just the right ear. Even if I'm no longer around, with the option of the cyber-universe, everything has a kind of immortality.

 

Fences

by Leland Dan Schweitzer

 

Saw an old bird sitting on a fence,

his feathers gray and dusty

seen him there a few times since

He tries singin’ sometimes

but his voice is old and rusty

It looks as though he's never moved,

just sits there 'neath the sun and moon

the old boy's got no place to go, I guess

and I don't doubt he's sittin’ up there yet

 

Talked to you the other day,

just to hear your voice smilin’

You seemed to have a lot to say

I missed your face though, the phone don't

show your eyes sparkling

you decided not to go,

the day before you didn’t know

A week ago you said you were comin’ home

Did you think I'd wait forever all alone?

 

You can grow old sittin’ on that fence, my girl

But that ain’t any way to age

It may feel safe, but fences turn with all the world

Making no decisions is still deciding, in a way

Darlin’, fences never hatch out anyway

 

Dreams can keep a love alive

if lovers dream together

But when they dream apart it feels like lies

Warming some old fence post may be fine,

if you have feathers

 But lovin’ makes the world go ‘round,

And I can’t love what’s not around

And girl, I’d like to turn with all the rest…

not watch it all spin by

because you can’t decide which way is best

 

You can grow old sittin’ on that fence, my girl

But that ain’t any way to age

It may feel safe, but fences turn with all the world

Making no decisions is still deciding, in a way

Darlin’, fences never hatch out anyway

 

Saw an old bird sitting on a fence,

his feathers gray and dusty

seen him there a few times since

He tries singin’ sometimes

but his voice is old and rusty

It looks as though he's never moved,

just sits there 'neath the sun and moon

the old boys got no place to go, I guess

and I don't doubt he's sittin’ up there yet

My Tesla went to Tulsa (without me)

I don't know what I did that was so wrong.

That dancing girl meant nothing, and it didn't last for long.

My darlin' always begged me to be honest… that’s a trap,

she packed up her bags, walked out the door and that was that.

 

So what? I'm only human, and I was drunk.

It may've been on purpose she left panties in my truck.

My true and faithful hound liked my darlin' more than me,

they drove off together, locked the house and took the key.

 

I ran to the garage to chase them down,

but where I park my car, there was nothing to be found.

I pulled up the app on my smarty pants phone,

and on it was a message got me cryin' all alone

 

This is me, you piece of shit, I'm your Tesla.

How could you have hurt that girl that left ya?

And I know you liked your truck the best,

so I'll be on the road all by myself.

that's how I found out...

 

My Tesla went to Tulsa, without me,

and I don't even know nobody there.

I'd Uber up to Oklahoma, but it's just no use,

it returned itself to the dealer in Catoosa.

 I just got a refund in a text.

And my Tesla went to Tulsa, without me

 

My next ride is gonna be a stupid car

One that can’t tell all of cyber-space right where you are

Won’t send no-ti-fi-cations when it’s broke or out of fuel

And won’t make E-judgements ‘bout what or who I choose to do

 

I guess I gotta change all my locks

The ones my darlin’ bought talk to my phone and to my watch

They turn my lights and TV on, and used to start my car

and let my Darlin’ know when I was headed to the bar

 

Something’s gotta change and change quick

And that text will remind me just why I had to quit

I shared it via Bluetooth to an e-lectronic frame

‘sits by my bed and buzzes to remind me of my shame

 

This is me, you piece of shit, I'm your Tesla.

How could you have hurt that girl that left ya?

And I know you liked your truck the best,

so I'll be on the road all by myself.

Yeah that's how I found out...

 

My Tesla went to Tulsa, without me,

and I don't even know nobody there.

I'd Uber up to Oklahoma, but it's just no use,

it returned itself to that dealer in Catoosa.

I just got a refund in a text.

And my Tesla went to Tulsa, without me

 

It drove there all by itself, no snack or nature breaks

Made it on just one charge

Darlin’ maybe I’da kept ya, if I lasted like my Tesla

 I just got a refund in a text.

And my Tesla went to Tulsa, without me

 

Ah, listen to that engine purr… heh heh

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