i constantly listen to, more than often, good music. So, i'll mention a few things.

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Wherefore Art Thou, Elvis? - The Gaslight Anthem

I cut my teeth on the stone of a teenage romance
I was the salt of the earth, I was hard, and the last of the independents
And the breath from my chest I was blowing kerosene
My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my jeans
I sang the blues like the dogs left too long in the street
I still sing the blues with the dogs

And I got half a mind to let it all burn up in this fire
That's been burning through my veins since I first learned to cry
I'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again
I never felt right and never fit in
Walking in my own skin

Now I got scars like the number of stars, my mind's full of vipers
I got the dust of the desert in my bones, coming through the amplifiers
Between the minor chord fall and the fourth and the fifth
It's a broken Hallelujah and a pain in my fist
I wash my hands like the man with the blood on his teeth
Over and over without relief

And I got nothing for you darling but a story to tell
About the rain on the pavement and the sound as it fell
I'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again
I never felt right and never fit in

Walking in my old man shoes, with my scientist heart
I got a fever and a beaker and a shot in the dark
I need a Cadillac ride, I need a soft summer night
Say a prayer for my soul, Señorita

Because I've been dying out here in the cold and the snow
I've got a picture of you, Mama, to remind me of home
On the hood of a Dodge on a Saturday night
Say a prayer for my soul, Señorita

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If you thought story telling in music was dead, well ... then guess again! If you do not know their music or have never ever heard of them, be sure to try out The Gaslight Anthem. These punk rockers came from nowhere ... err, ok, the punk underground in the States ... But man was i surprised! Every song tells its own story with the help of their rudimental, non-commercial (this, may or may not change) sound.

With that said, i'm not required to, but will mention a new, young South African artist. Jesse Clegg. Son of the legendary Folk/Zulu singer Johnny Clegg. At a mere 19 years of age, the only musical inheritance this guy received from his father is talent. He has his own distinctive rock flavor and i must admit that he blew my mind with his debut album, When I Wake Up.

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Walking with Ghosts - Jesse Clegg
Lonely streets long ago
And you know that I can’t walk around
With my tears in my hands

Watching you fall asleep
To the sound of the rain falling down
On your heart now as you dream

Now I’m waiting up for you
And I think I always do
‘Cause you’re the best thing that’s ever happened
And it comforts me to know
That you’ll never let me go
‘Cause you’re the best thing that’s ever happened
To me

Shadows always follow me
And I have tried to feel more alive
But I’m still walking with ghosts

Hands are covering your face
And it’s so hard to think through the sound
Of your crying

I am not the one for you.

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Of course i'm not related or affiliated with any of these artists, i merely like their music and poetry and saying my say. They both have websites, so you decide for yourself.

Ciao
shpandy