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Independent Man

by Jeremy Goddard

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1.
Independent Man 04:16
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Independent Man By Jeremy Goddard ©2003 You won’t talk to me baby, but you don’t wanna let me go Like a vase on your mantle piece am I only really there for show You say it’ll break your heart to lose me, if I walk out of that door But you broken my heart so many times I can’t really be sure You’re such an independent woman, but no freedoms on your mind It’s just bling bling, cars and rich men that your heart’ll find Need no man to satisfy you, you keep a dildo in your bag And if that ain’t enough there’s a long line in wait for a shag Independent man I am, Can I get by without you? I know that I can Independent man I am, Can you get by without me? I don’t give a damn no more, I don’t give a damn no more Am I just a stepping stone to stop you falling in Another rung on the ladder of your social climbing Would it really matter girl if I was no longer there Would you fall on your ass or wet your salon styled hair And if that hair was longer like a monkey in a tree Men would be the branches which you swung from with glee You wake up every morning in a cold sweat from the dreams that you just had But what you ain’t realized yet reality is just as bad Independent man I am, Can I get by without you? I know that I can Independent man I am, Can you get by without me? I don’t give a damn no more, I don’t give a damn no more
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Close My Eyes 03:19
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Close My Eyes By Jeremy Goddard & Christian Fontana © 2003 Here I am lying in a place not been before It's too early & I’m feeling weak and sore Is my day’s confession like the lovers that I’ve known Better off left alone Seems like a lifetime since I spent two nights in the same place I’ve gotta a home, but I fear my own space Looks so unfamiliar when I splash my face with water And I’m haggard, drawn and tortured I’m slipping away now, I’m slipping away now Could it be the morning sun or is it just about what I’ve become now I’m slipping away now, I’m slipping away now I’m filled with regrets & I’m trying to forget When I close my eyes There’s a beating in my chest When I close my eyes I just can’t rest When I close my eyes They start to weep When I close my eyes I can’t get, I can’t get to Sleep Each one means a little less than the one before Helping me slip behind another door Now that I’ve retreated so far from the light I’m awake all night…. It’s keeping me awake now, it’s keeping me awake Could it be the morning sun or is it just about what I’ve become now It’s keeping me awake now, it’s keeping me awake When I close my eyes There’s a beating in my chest When I close my eyes I just can’t rest When I close my eyes They start to weep When I close my eyes I can’t get, I can’t get to Gotta change my reputation, gotta suppress the aggravation, Gotta get down with the innovation, gotta process the information Gotta get down with the inclination to find my salvation, to find my salvation
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Make Money 04:16
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MAKE MONEY Don't want anymore girls who Want me to Work all day to the pay their way Don't want any girl on my arm who Wants my car to drive her far Bridge: All I’ve ever seen’s Been tainted by the mean green Can’t we make it clean Is it ever just When in God we trust We must, we must… Chorus: Make Money If you want to get that girl Make Money If you want to change the world Make Money That is all you’ll ever see Make Money If you wanna be ha---ppy Verse: I just want a simple loan To buy that home And settle down out of town Bank says no, my credits low Nothing to show Catch 22 there’s no way through, yeah Bridge: All I’ve ever seen’s Been tainted by the mean green Can’t we make it clean Is it ever just When in God we trust We must, we must… Chorus: Make Money If you want to get that girl Make Money If you want to change the world Make Money That is all you’ll ever see Make Money If you wanna be ha---ppy If you wanna be happy now You gotta make money That’s all you’ll ever see
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Groovy Lady 03:24
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Make It 05:07
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Tears in Your Eyes 05:37
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For The Tears In Your Eyes By Jeremy Goddard ©2001 Maybe baby I’ve upset you, But you don’t have to cry Maybe baby when you do, I think Maybe we could give it one more try Oh for the tears in your eyes, I would do anything to help you Oh for the tears in your eyes, I would anything to hold you Oh for tears in your eyes Maybe baby I’m feeling, I’m feeling so scared Maybe baby it’s when we kiss, yes it is That’s when I realise how much I care Oh for the tears in your eyes, I would do anything to help you Oh for the tears in your eyes, I would anything to hold you Oh for tears in your eyes Can’t see me hanging around Don’t know if I’m lost or found But when the tears roll down your cheek That’s when I cannot speak Maybe baby I’ll be leaving soon Turning my back on you Maybe baby I’ll sing that same old tune, We could be friends, how would that do for you Oh for the tears in your eyes, I would do anything to help you Oh for the tears in your eyes, I would anything to hold you Oh for tears in your eyes Maybe we could give one more Try baby for the tears in your eyes oh oh Oh maybe we could give one more Try for the tears in your eyes Maybe maybe we could maybe we could Maybe we couldn’t but that don’t mean we shouldn’t Oh for the tears in your eyes Falling like rain from the sky Baby like the tears in your eyes
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I Must Try 04:10
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Hard Up 05:26
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Hard Up By Jeremy Goddard © 2004 What’s the use of crying when the race is already run What’s the use of trying to cover tracks that have already been done What’s the use of learning if there’s nothing left to be learnt What’s the use of loving if you’re only gonna get hurt Hard up, stuck on the outside, stuck on the outside Hard up, stuck on the outside, stuck on the outside Hard up, stuck on the outside, stuck on the outside Of your love Can we come together so the night isn’t so dark Can we let of our inhibitions and be in touch with our hearts Can we rely on each other to make our lives worthwhile Can we fight our instincts that make us live our life in denial WOAH Hard up, stuck on the outside, stuck on the outside Hard up, stuck on the outside, stuck on the outside Hard up, stuck on the outside, stuck on the outside Of your love What’s the use of wanting one who’s no longer here What’s the use in losing new moments with me dear Do I see a sadness that makes your eyes seem glazed Do you see the same thing in me because I’m so Amazed by your beauty and the warmth inside your soul Amazed by the way that you look at me, could it be that you’re Hard up, stuck on the outside, stuck on the outside Hard up, stuck on the outside, stuck on the outside Hard up, you know I’m stuck on the outside baby Hard up, stuck on the outside
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Counting the Kisses 03:16
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Counting the Kisses By Jeremy Goddard 2000 Close my eyes to see your face All my thoughts begin to race How can I get through to you Get a message through Can I text you with all the ways At this rate we’ll kissing for days Strip you down slow feel my breath on your skin Whisper soft baby where should I begin ‘Cos I’ve been counting the kisses I’ve been sending to you Hope you’re counting the kisses could this love be true I’ve been counting the kisses I’ve been sending to you Hope you’re counting the kisses could this love be true Giving you each one at a time, Lips, cheek, neck and on down the line Never ever stopping for breath Only got two kisses left Where should they go, where do I place them, Close your eyes tight I don’t want to waste them Only one place that they ought to go Relax your body baby and let it all flow ‘Cos I’ve been counting the kisses I’ve been sending to you Hope you’re counting the kisses could this love be true I’ve been counting the kisses I’ve been sending to you Hope you’re counting the kisses could this love be true Could this love be, could this love be true Could this love be, could this love be true Could this love be, could this love be true Could this love be, could this love be true ‘Cos I’ve been counting the kisses I’ve been sending to you Hope you’re counting the kisses could this love be true I’ve been counting the kisses I’ve been sending to you Hope you’re counting the kisses could this love be true Could this love be Could this love be Could this love be Could this love be
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Missing You Baby 04:53
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So Deep 06:05
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Jeremy Goddard was funky before he ever came to America. You can hear the English boy in him: the kid from Bristol whose dad taught him how to play piano and gave him the soul for getting down, the young man who spent his time with those Stevie Wonder, Sly Stone, Parliament, and Michael Jackson records, trying to figure out how they made their grooves work. You can hear the trip hop, his hometown’s contribution to the global rhythm, and you can hear Jamiroquai when Jamiroquai was still freaky.

When Goddard was twenty-two, he’d already put together a tight band and brought the funk to tens of thousands under a glaring Edinburgh sun. But he knew he needed to come to America, to see the places where the music he loved came from, to hear as much of it as he could.

In Boston, he and his brother bought a 1982 El Dorado and saw Alicia Keys. They saw the Isley Brothers in New York, Maxwell in Philly. They got lost in Philly, ran five red lights to make sure they got out, slept in the car on the Blue Ridge Parkway, ended up in a motel with hookers and drug dealers on Elvis Presley Boulevard in Memphis. They felt the voodoo in New Orleans.

And Jeremy Goddard managed to play wherever he went. At Nell’s on 14th Street, he brought down the house with Stevie Wonder’s “I Wish.” In New Orleans, he ended up in a jazz band, half-drunk and swinging; they’d tap him on the shoulder to give him a solo. “Like the bands my dad used to play in,” Goddard says.

He found the funk he was looking for in Memphis, in the clubs where the blues is still a living, walking thing and the people there who play it know whereof they speak.

“It had the heaviest feel,” Goddard says, “it moves the feet, it makes you wriggle. It was what came from the gut, it was the roots and history of soul.”

You can hear that in Goddard’s music, too: that greasy shuffle, that big heavy downbeat, Al Green’s shout from the church that somehow ends up in the bedroom. But, Goddard says, “I realized when I went to Memphis that I’d already been doing it.” What Goddard found in Memphis was also the thing he had all along.

Listen to the music he writes, or watch him perform, and you believe him. There’s no nostalgia in what he does, no retro irony. There’s just soul. When he’s at the piano, he’s talking to it, he dances with it, the foot that’s not working the pedals is working the floor. When he sings, it’s in a raspy burr, like the smoke from a cigarette between a fine woman’s fingers, but somehow it fills the room. And when he dances, you can see echoes of the kid from Bristol who loves James Brown and Prince, but mostly you just see a man who knows how to get down.

He lives in New York now, does a regular gig at a bar in the East Village, just him and the piano and anyone lucky enough to sit in with him. He’s got a new band that plays Ashford and Simpson’s Sugar Bar; a few of his latest songs have grown up right there on that stage. And his new album, Independent Man, puts it all together. There are heavy grooves and slinky horns, cellos and violins, hip hop, trip hop, funk, and soul, the club and the bedroom, and in the middle of it all, Jeremy Goddard and his piano, with a loudly beating heart and his eyes on the future.

—Brian Francis Slattery

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released March 17, 2007

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Funk & soul,
the club & bedroom, heavy grooves & slinky horns,
cellos & violins,
hip hop & trip hop,
and in the middle of it all, Jeremy Goddard and his piano, with a loudly beating heart and his eyes on the future.

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