From the PRESS-VÖ:
Hi Folks,
as some of you might already know, I’m currently working on a new solo-album, which hopefully will come out end of 2010/beginning of 2011. Right now I’m at the stage, where the songwriting is the main part of my work. At the moment – beside a bunch of already finished songs – there are still a lot of rough sketches, bits of words and melodies, ideas etc. floating around – a typical state of an album’s preproduction.
Today I wanna give you a little glimpse of what’s coming up with the demo of my new song “Ramblin‘ Highway 9 Blues”!
This songs was surely inspired – beside listening to a lot of old Mississippi John Hurt stuff – by my steady road traveling all over Germany and if there’s ever one highway I rambled most, it’s my long rolling concrete brother A9! And of course, a typical blues song has to deal somehow with leaving women, trains, death and the search for a better life – anyway, all these points are issues I’m constantly dealing with! The songs was recorded in “Nebraska”-style, which means, sitting alone on my bed late at night in front of a small tape recorder.
Ok, you’ll find the demo in my player on www.myspace.com/stefansaffer , here are the lyrics, hope you like it, let it roll:
Ramblin’ Highway 9 Blues (© Stefan Saffer)
Hot concrete in the sun, blisters on the ground
Rolling up to Berlin, a wayward soul fortune bound
Sweet Kristina by my side, on the backseat a bottle of wine
It was the sultry summer of 91, when I first hit highway 9
Cold storm, frozen air, ice and snow all around
A broken machine broke my heart with a strange and rusty sound
Couldn’t get back to my girl, couldn’t be there home in time
She’ll be leaving with the morning train, while I’m stuck here on highway 9
Burning wreck in a rainy night, car-crash-signs everywhere
Blood and broken glass on the ground, the smell of gasoline in the air
The black rider commands another soul, see him comin’ down the line
Life can fade so fast out on highway 9
So many faces, so many stories, so many lives
Like an endless stream of tears in a river, they all rushing by
Running for a job, seeking for a love or searching for the light
But sometimes life stays dark, even when you run on highway 9
Now that I’m an older man, not necessarily more wise
Every time I’m out there, this ol’ highway is still alive
Like a mirror of our existence, sometimes you lose, sometime you find
So you better don’t stop, keep on rollin when you ramble out on highway 9
Stay tuned for more!
Best
Stefan
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Saffer on myspace: http://www.myspace.com/stefansaffer