The Sapphire Blues is the first full-length CD by Montana-based singer / songwriter Steven W. Fine. The CD production credits go to Scott Mathews who has produced artists such as John Lee Hooker, Roseanne Cash, and John Hiatt. These 10 songs have origins throughout the United States, and have been played in solo format in venues from California to Montana to Nashville and on to the Carolinas. The title cut, The Sapphire Blues has it's origins in the Sapphire Mountains of Montana, and is lyrically reminiscent of the mining past of the old west. Steve wrote this song using open E tuned acoustic electric guitar, and is supported by Scott on the electric six string. The opening verses paint a picture a haunted opera house: 1 - The Sapphire Blues In a broken down old building Might have seen a ghost Or found a silver dollar Out by the strapping post Been a long time in the making Three generations come and gone Witnessed by the old man His face so rough and drawn Sitting in the back row Of the old-west opera house A fire that's always yearning For just one flame to douse The timbers, they're all creaking Down underneath my shoes It came without a warning, I've got the Sapphire Blues Blue, because I want you Blue, but I won't beg Give me something I can stand on I've only got one leg I'm full of indecision Don't know what to do It came without a warning I've got the Sapphire Blues Writing, reading, always heeding Taking all my cues Searching, tracking always packing Venues for my views Spending, saving, always raving Paying all my dues Printing, pressing now confessing Spreading all the news John Henry and his hammer They drove a spike or two It came without a warning, I've got the Sapphire Blues The second cut is entitled Take a Little Bit, which is being released as the first single of the album. Take a Little Bit has it's orgins on Bourbon Street, where a local street musician has been known to tell his listeners to 'take one / leave one': 2 - Take a Little Bit Street man On the corner Wearing bricks and brass Playing songs Just a quarter This much he would ask If you take one Leave one That's how I Pay the man It's very Fundamental To the Master Plan Children listen Children run What you're missing Can be undone If you take a little bit Put a little bit back Rainman Desert flower Sunlight Brings the tide Captured For a moment Evening will subside Passion Rises slowly Daydream Overhead Sometimes Desolation Brings new Life ahead Children Listen Children Run What you're missing Can be undone If you take a little bit Put a little bit back Steve wrote this song with an open G tuned acoustic guitar, and is supported by Scott on grand piano and organ. Cut number 3 is a wild cross country ride called Movin On, written for open D tuned guitar with a slide. 3 - Movin On Now that we're in motion There's something I should share I'm really just a spirit That lives without a care I can't be waiting On someone else to please So don't think twice Just put your mind at ease My first name is Movin My second name is On Did someone say Movin? I'm already gone On and on We take it on the run My first name is Movin My second name is On Been to New York City Did it on a dare Been to Oklahoma Made people stop and stare If you can't keep moving Well, find yourself a chair I've got to keep moving My home is everywhere My first name is Movin My second name is On Did someone say Movin? I'm already gone On and on We take it on the run My first name is Movin My second name is On You've got to be right in line You've gor to be quick on the draw Pick me up, just in time Hit the highway and outrun the law If I were'nt so wired I tell you what I'd do I'd take you to the country And make sweet love to you Well that's just a notion That may never come true! And I can't stand around And explain it all to you! My first name is Movin My second name is On Did someone say Movin? I'm already gone On and on We take it on the run My first name is Movin My second name is On Cut number 4 comes from the South and is written for open E tuned guitar...Autumn Leaves: 4 - Autumn Leaves The sunlight in the morning Through the old plantation trees Swaying on your porch swing Feeling so at ease Yes I do remember The sunlight in your hair It's turning to September Autumn Leaves are changing there All I ever wanted Was to have you in my life I'll be forever haunted Until I have you for my wife Autumn Leaves bring changes Seasons of the wind The early sunset gives you Time to look within I know that you've been searching Been out on the town Autumn Leaves are falling But I will not fall down I'm going to be the moonlight Through bare December trees Illuminate your senses And love you like I please Autumn Leaves have fallen Fallen to the ground The winter wind is calling But I will not fall down Cut number 5 is most likely the emotional centerpiece of the album: Headed for the Yellowstone. Steve again uses an open E tuned acoustic electric, with Scott providing magnificent backing and interpretation on steel and electric guitar. 5 - Headed for the Yellowstone Driving down these two-lane roads Staying off the interstate Little towns I never thought Could slow me down Now I can't wait Writing down some special words For later, on the telephone I don't know where I'll end up But I'm headed for the Yellowstone And I believe Because you believe in me Going to the county fair With wooden box And megaphone Going to shout out loud Hope I get it straight I'm betting everything I own And I believe Because you believe in me You're the only one Who keeps me strong The only rhyme That writes this song Spending too much time it seems Looking back and dwelling on All the wrongs that I can't right I'm going to break this curse Or I'll die trying And I believe Because you believe in me Taking time and time's my own Yeah I'm Headed for the Yellowstone Driving down these two-lane roads Staying off the interstate Little towns I never thought Could slow me down Now I can't wait Cut number 6 is a retro-rock anthem about a mythical folk-hero by the name of Malibu Bob: 6 - Malibu Bob He's got one hand on the wheel One hand on the dial The tubes that glow, his GTO Still take him there in style You'll see him on the freeway Near Hollywood at night Breaking through the darkness A lane change to the right Folk Hero! Could have been a rock star Folk Hero! Never made it too far Never found a real job Malibu Bob You won't see him in your mirror He can't reflect the light But the end is getting clearer In the early morning light He's still living in the 60's Gone, but without dying Beach Boy verses keep him there Without really trying Checked out from reality December, '69 The '70s and discotheques Were waiting next in line Folk Hero! Could have been a rock star Folk Hero! Never made it too far Never found a real job Malibu Bob Malibu Bob Malibu Bob Cum Sancto Spiritu! Malibu Bob Now he's off to cosmic parking lots Beyond the planet mars He's working on a tourist map To take us to the stars 7 - Tickled Pink Looked out of my window Feel the sound and Let the waves come rolling in Standing there, a windblown shadow of a smile I used to wear that grin Quick-handed with the whiskey An old and trusted friend He said: 'I might look a little frazzled, but I'm just trying to travel A little lighter in the wind' But I've really been alright now Through the thick and the thin And I've really had my time now Like I was Tickled Pink And back to blue again Well I can't change anything And even if I could I can get most anything By knocking on the same old wood But I've really been alright now Through the thick and through the thin And I've really had my time now Like I was Tickled Pink And back to blue again 8 - Homeless Love We had it all but Some things don't last Condos and carphones and Driving way too fast Where is the magic? Where's my little white dove? Hopeless and tragic My Homeless Love I used to hold you in satin sheets Now it feels more like cardboard on cold city streets Where is the magic? Where's my little white dove? Hopeless and tragic My Homeless Love Homeless Love Seeking shelter and light Homeless Love Wandering aimless at night Where is the magic? Where's my little white dove? Hopeless and tragic My Homeless Love Went to the old man Who lives by the road Asked him if I might Help with his load He kept on walking Left me right on that curb A sign in his basket saying: Do not disturb In every heart Burns a campfire at night Edge a little closer Warm your hands in the light Cold cold ashes turn to gray Back on the corner The very next day Homeless Love Seeking shelter and light Homeless Love Wandering aimless at night Where is the magic? Where's my little white dove? Hopeless and tragic My Homeless Love 9 - Missed it by That Much Every stream becomes a river Each and every one I cross Every dime becomes a dollar Each and every one I toss Every grain of sand has sifted Through my fingers Through my hands Every course I plot has drifted So I've given up on plans Well I Missed it by That Much Out of step and out of touch Wish I had it all together! Could have had my place, and such Thanks for understanding Yes I Missed it by That Much Every time I find a lover Yes someone to take me in She's running to another I'm the origin of sin So I'm going undercover Yes someplace to start again I can't hang and I can't hover In this never-ending din Well I Missed it by That Much Out of step and out of touch Wish I had it all together! Could have had my place, and such Thanks for understanding Yes I Missed it by That Much To be loved, to be a giver Is to take it all away Like rain into this river I'll be back some day I've been underestimated But that don't seem quite right I'm self-evaluated, yeah I'm feeling out of sight Even though I Missed It by That Much Out of step and out of touch Wish I had it all together! Could have had my place, and such Thanks for understanding Yes I Missed it by That Much 10 - Back to You In the wild of the night There's a train ahead Nowhere to run A gravel bed Against the wall A silhouette Mesmerized Light my cigarette This time I swear If I make it through This time I aint Coming Back to You By the light of the moon You drew me in Lost in a crowd At the Dew Drop Inn Went looking around Found you half-dead Like digging through bones The dog drug in This time my soul My soul will shine through This time I aint Coming Back to You Can't you see To let me go? You had your way Well now I know This time my heart And my heart is true This time I aint Coming Back to You All songs written by Steven W. Fine Copyright 2001 Grikle Publishing (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.