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Montserrat

by Ivor S.K.

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1.
Montserrat 04:05
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There's a sun drenched island That's perfect for me It's hidden away in the Caribbean Sea Ya'll leave at two and you'll be there by three Sippin' old Jamaica ginger beer with me Come on, you said you want to know where I'm at Look out baby Honey I'm in Montserrat A drivers licence is easy All you needs a fifty Friday night we cruise the streets Because the fry ups are free Everybody is cool Man you won't meet no affront Immigrations only policy is strictly no cunts So come on, you said you want to know where I'm at Look out baby Honey I'm in Montserrat Wake up in the mornin' At a quarter to ten You sit by the pool Feed the iguanas again One o'clock we be eating dirty rice at Tinas Drinking home made ginger beer Over the best view you've seen Come on, you said you want to know where I'm at Look out baby Honey I'm in Montserrat It's late in the evenin' And the music is loud They be slappin' dominos While the rains comin down I can only be talkin' 'Bout the one place to be They're drinking spicy rum and eating chicken at Vs So come on, you said you want to know where I'm at Look out baby Honey I'm in Montserrat Look out baby Honey I'm in Montserrat Look out now honey child Honey I'm in Montserrat
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Don't Say Goodbye 03:29
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Yes I'm leavin' Yes I'm leavin' Oh I got to go Ain't never felt this low Realised I been here too long Just found out You've been doing me wrong Don't say goodbye Yes I'm walkin' Yes I'm walkin' Say goodbye to my home And go out on my own I could lay down and die I can't believe You told me all those lies Don't say goodbye Yes I'm gone Yes I'm gone Back out on the prowl Don't need you anyhow You're down and out You say it ain't fair Tell you the truth I don't really care Don't say goodbye
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Ain't No Cross 03:38
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I might be a killer I might be a killer Might sneak in your house about three Kill you and your whole family I might be a killer I might be a killer But at least I'm not A priest I might be a dope head I might be a dope head Might be on the corner of eighth and fifth Sell bad crack to all your kids I might be a dope head I might be a dope head But at least I'm not A priest Might hold you at gunpoint Might feed on your fear Might tie you up And drink your tears But I ain't that bad You're gonna concur There ain't no cross around my shoulders I ain't on no register I might be a banker I might be a banker Might take your money cash and all And piss it up against the wall I might be a banker I might be a banker But at least I'm not A priest
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I Been Had 03:37
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South Trinidad Need my fill Need a bush doctor to cure my ill They say he live Up on top of a hill Ya'll bring a bag and a hundred dollar bill Knew there was something wrong When I heard that old siren come Oh I gotta feeling That I been had In a bar Get a nod and a wink She said Come back to mine for a couple little drinks Sippin' slow I begin to unwind and Then I start to feel a swimming in my mind Knew there was something wrong Woke up half dead with my wallet gone Oh I gotta feeling That I been had Seven Mile Beach Man I'm kickin' my heels There's a show 'cross town but I got no wheels Up pulls a car Voice say get on in Man I'll get you there quick 'Cause it's startin' to begin Knew there was something wrong He pulled out a .38 He said I kill for fun Oh I gotta feeling That I That I That I been had
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Take The Good With The Bad 03:57
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My woman don't look good My woman don't smile Ain't got no class Ain't got no style She can't cook She can't clean But she got more money Than I ever seen Ain't it sad you gotta Take the good with the bad My boss no good Give me no break Takin' this job Sure was a mistake He done told me He ain't no friend of mine One thing I know His daughter looks fine Ain't it sad you gotta Take the good with the bad Wanna sell my house I know I should Most beat up place In the neighbourhood Can't see out the windows And there's holes in the floor But a big legged woman Live right next door Ain't it sad you gotta Sure sad you gotta Ain't it sad you gotta Sure sad you gotta Ain't it sad you gotta Take the good with the bad
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It's Raining 05:16
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No need to please you You mean nothing to me You know I can't stand now on my My own two feet Well I don't care what you You think or say I know you'll realise Realise someday But I been here so long That I think I'll move along On my own It's raining On my back door said It's raining Won't stop no more I think it's high time that I I took my leave Made up my mind now so just Just let me be And when I'm gone you know it Sure will be fine Find me a quiet place just to Spend my time You may treat me like a fool But I know a thing or two Yes I do It's raining On my back door said It's raining Won't stop no more Crush my bones Walk on my soul Ain't got no place No place to go Every dog done has his day Well yours was yesterday So they say It's raining On my back door said It's raining Won't stop no more It's raining On my back door said It's raining Won't stop no more
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Take Me Back To New Orleans 04:05
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I wanna take you to a place I been It's in Louisiana It's called New Orleans It's the city for me It's the city for play They got green to burn And they burn all day lets Sit by the 'Sippi With some warm beignets You walk the town under warm moonlight Toussaint was right 'bout those southern nights This ain't no place like you ever been Take me back to New Orleans They got music that you won't believe Funk soul blues jazz man Whatever you need Ya'll hear the groove start jumpin' on Frenchmen Street You hear the horn men blowin' at the Maple Leaf How happy can one man be And lord the women they're sweet delights You have taste and you wanna bite This ain't no place like you ever seen Take me back to New Orleans There's only one thing you're gon' believe It's that you ain't gonna wanna leave Get me there man I'm begging please Take me back to New Orleans Take me back to New Orleans Take me back to New Orleans Take me back Take me back Take me back to New Orleans Take me back Take me back Take me back to New Orleans
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Murder Tonight 04:58
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The night was dark and lord the moon was low And she was warm but the man that's driving's cold But how was she to know They found a motel of route 43 And booked a room and then the clerk gave them the key Oh it's the last she'd be seen Don't you fuss don't you fight When he turn off the lights You know it ain't right Oh well there's murder tonight He locked the and drew the curtains closed He dimmed the lights and man he sure was breathing slow Oh it's time for the show He had her cornered and the knife was out Her heart was beating and she tried to scream and shout Oh but nothing came out The man's on the run And he wants some fun He got that look in his eyes Oh well there's murder tonight He left her wrapped up on a bloody bed He locked the door started the car and lit a cigarette Oh he'll come for you next When it's all said and done He's as bad as they come You know it ain't right Well there's murder Yeah when there's murder tonight
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Indianola 03:07
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Good Mawnin' Judge 03:15
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I gripped my hands round that cold .44 She gave me the money while them folks hit the floor I heard the words drop your weapon to the ground The gig was up and I was goin' down Said good mornin' judge I said good mornin' judge I said good mornin' judge I'll meet ya at the county jail Got sprayed for lice stuck in orange threads Got thrown in a cell done had my hearing set Walked in that courtroom I knew I was nailed The judge he fixed me with a glare he said two million for bail I said good mornin' judge I said good mornin' judge I said good mornin' judge I'll meet ya at the county jail All in the papers all in the news That judge been caught with taxes due Got women all over yes he like to pay Say he believes I guess it's time to pray And when they cuffed him he was white as snow His wife had left him she took all the dough Life can be cruel life can be great 'Cause now he's standing at my bars they say you've gotsa cell mate I said good mornin' judge I said good mornin' judge I said good mornin' judge I'll meet ya at the county jail I said good mornin' judge I said good mornin' judge I said good mornin' judge I'll meet ya at the county jail

about

“Montserrat” is the debut album from dynamic blues man Ivor S.K., following hot on the heels of the internationally acclaimed, all acoustic EP “Delta Pines”. Montserrat features 10 cuts that travel the gamut of the blues and all of its closely related tangents, introducing a new sonic landscape with fresh instrumentation, while keeping Ivor’s trademark stripped back simplicity. Ivor also plays all the instruments on the album, lending the songs a uniquely personal touch.

Montserrat kicks off with the title track, an ode to the picturesque Caribbean island, in the form of a slinky jump blues showcasing lyrical flair with stinging lead guitar work. This West Indian flavour flares up again on the Cuban tinged reggae track I Been Had, but not before traversing the chain gang stomp of Don’t Say Goodbye and the humorous country blues of Ain’t No Cross. Take the Good with the Bad is the epitome of swampy, while It’s Raining changes the pace, bringing in some slow burning acoustic soul. Take Me Back to New Orleans and Murder Tonight exemplify the albums diversity, the former an uncompromising slice of Big Easy funk, the latter a chilling tale told over a chugging boogie. The album ends with a one-two acoustic punch, starting with the album’s only instrumental, the sweetly southern Indianola, and ending with the wry story telling of Good Mawnin’ Judge.

Montserrat is a watershed moment in the career of Ivor S.K., displaying a diversity not only as a musician, but also as a song smith in an evolution that takes his talent and passion for keeping the blues alive another step forward. At just 26 years of age, there is plenty more to come.

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released April 28, 2017

All songs written, arranged and performed by Ivor Simpson-Kennedy

Mixed by Ziv

Mastered by Dave Dempsey @ The Wav Ranch

Album Art and Design by Elliott Humphries

Cover Photo by Debbie Cohn-Orbach

Inside Photo by Mike Jones

Produced by Ivor Simpson-Kennedy

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Ivor S.K. Sydney, Australia

Hailing from Sydney Australia, Ivor Simpson-Kennedy is one of a new generation of exciting young blues talents to emerge from Down Under. Owning a dark, smoke filled voice and liquid smooth guitar stylings, he utilises these inherit skills to give his compositions a striking originality, paying homage to generations past while bringing a remarkably fresh approach to the table. ... more

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