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"A confessional singer in the spirit of Bob Dylan, Tom Waits or Tom Petty, Rob Williams is a pure story teller at heart."  --IndieMinded.com 
"Southern FM is one of the most enjoyable listens of the year."  --Independentclauses.com 

Hello, World!

 
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Southern FM

by Rob Williams

Release date - December 14, 2015.  

Recorded April 2015 at Pleasantry Lane Studio in Dallas, TX.  Produced by Salim Nourallah.  

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A Place in the Sun

by Rob Williams

Release Date - May 28, 2013.

Recorded at Sound of Music Studio in Richmond, Va.  Produced by John Morand.

   

 

 

Recorded April 2015 at Pleasantry Lane Studio in Dallas, TX
Produced by Salim Nourallah

FOOTPRINTS

(R. Williams)

I was waiting around beneath your window hoping to catch your eye

Throwing stones at the glass

But you were busy admiring somebody else from afar

Much farther than right beneath your own window

     So I leave you this song goodnight I won't be here in the morning

     When you look down you'll see footprints walking away

     That's me saying goodbye, so long

You were fragile and weak when I first saw you

Oh, but over time you turned in to some kind of strong

And I was drawn to your confidence like a moth to a fire

But you just overlooked me standing here all along

    So I leave you this song goodnight I won't be here in the morning

     When you look down you'll see footprints walking away

     That's me saying goodbye, so long

I hold on to hope that someday you'll come to your senses

It fills my days and steals my nights

But you are still too hopelessly lost in somebody else

To notice what is right before your eyes

     So I leave you this song goodnight I won't be here in the morning

     When you look down you'll see footprints walking away

     That's me saying goodbye, so long

BEST I CAN DO

(R. Williams)

Some folks have to get their hands on

Everything that they lay their eyes on

They never have enough to lose

Me, I've just what the good Lord gave me

A little luck and a lot of crazy

I'm just a different kind of fool

     I don't want to work too hard

     Never want to be so smart that I have to face the awful truth

     When the day my days run out, Lord give me the benefit of doubt

     And say I did the best that I can do

Some people climbing ladders 

Have no idea what they're even after

They hope someday to be on track

They call me an underachiever

I am that and a believer

The time you clock you can't get back

     I don't want to work too hard

     Never want to be so smart that I have to face the awful truth

     When the day my days run out, Lord give me the benefit of doubt

     And say I did the best that I can do

     Lord, say I did the best that I can do

When you're laid out on the last bed

And you wonder where the time went

Face to face the awful truth

     I don't want to work too hard

     Never want to be so smart that I have to face the awful truth

     When the day my days run out, Lord give me the benefit of doubt

     And say I did the best that I can do

WHERE YOU HANG YOUR HEART

(R. Williams)

'Round 'bout twenty-eight odd years

That's a long time

Most people they would say that's a long time

     But if you're thinking of leaving because you're ready to begin something new

     And your heart is in Charleston, you know it's

     Where you hang your heart that I will

     Where you hang your heart that I will

     Where you hang your heart that I will call home

You and me, we're not like those

Who fall we're still around

Way up high on a wire never looking down

     So I hope you'll believe me when I say I'll be wherever you are

     And if you're done with Virginia, you know it's

     Where you hang your heart that I will

     Where you hang your heart that I will

     Where you hang your heart that I will call home

In lieu of ultimatum there is only one thing to do

So if your mind is made up and you're ready to go then I'm ready to go there too

'Round 'bout twenty-eight odd years 

And working on twenty-nine

Most people they would say yes that's a long time

     So if you're trying to tell me that you're ready to begin something new

     And your heart is in Charleston, you know it's

     Where you hang your heart that I will

     Where you hang your heart that I will

     Where you hang your heart that I will call home

SOMETIMES IT'S A SONG

(R. Williams)

I was playing late one night you sat beneath a Miller sign

If we were meant to be it didn't show

You'd probably just finished up with school and were settling into the good life

I was still wondering what to do

Started thinking about you then through cigarette smoke and lightning

Flashes all around

Rain fell and thunder rolled people talked the night grew old

You sat beneath that useless sign

     Sometimes it's the rain you hear

     Sometimes it's a song

     Lately this old drifter's world don't fit me at all

Looking out at the room was there anyone else there but me and you?

You smiled bright as the sun

I started fumbling around the chords got lost somewhere in the words

But I don't think anybody knew

     Sometimes it's the rain you hear

     Sometimes it's a song

     Lately this old drifter's world don't fit me at all

I was playing a different night in another town another time

No one beneath a Miller sign

Turns out to be what I do songs about me and songs about you

Another wasted night

     Sometimes it's the rain you hear

     Sometimes it's a song

     Lately this old drifter's world don't fit me at all

HENRY AND MARIA

(R. Williams)

Henry took Maria to the spot above the river

Where he'd proposed to her many other times

In his imagination though one day it would be different 

He would need all the courage he could find

     He prayed God give me strength to find the words

     To say what I need to make this girl

     Say I do, I do, for the rest of my life I do

     I do, I do promise to love only you

Henry asked her father for the hand of his daughter

And it took the old man slightly by surprise

Her father had been ruined when he'd lost the family fortune

In what would be called the Crash of '29

     He said son promise to make a better life

     And you'll have my blessing and your wife

     Henry said I do, I do, for the rest of my life I do

     I do, I do make that promise to you

So Henry took Maria to the spot above the river

Just like he had always planned

There down on one knee he promised his love forever

And slipped a simple ring onto her hand

     He prayed God give her strength to say the words

     I've longed to hear from this gril

     She said I do, I do, for the rest of my life I do

     I do, I do promise to love only you

Now Henry and Maria they've been gone for decades

But the legacy and life they left behind

Can still be recounted high above the James River

Just like that day way back in '29

     When she said I do, I do promise to love only you

SUN GONE DOWN

(B. Harvey & J. Hott)

 

yOU'VE BEEN A BAD CHRISTIAN

(R. Williams)

Bended bow and ready arrow

Held back by an angry hand

If you wake again tomorrow

Turn your head to Heaven brother this you may not understand

 

High above a boiling couldron

Hanging by a slender thread

Any day you could be falling

Who will be the first among you? Mark the words that I have said

     You've been a bad Christian and the day will come when you will pay for that

     You've been a bad Christian this I believe

However unconvinced you may be

Of the truth of what you hear

By and by you will be fully

Convinced of the situation as you reach out for thin air

     You've been a bad Christian and the day will come when you will pay for that

     You've been a bad Christian this I believe

Sitting for a summer sermon

Unsuspected and unplanned

Just to find you've been deceiving

With every misbelief dear sinner you piss off the angry hand

     You've been a bad Christian and the day will come when you will pay for that

     You've been a bad Christian this I believe

ANYTHING BUT GONE

(R. Williams)

I've been wondering where the right went wrong

In the morning when I wake up and find myself waking up alone

     Was it something that I said, something that I've done?

     No, it's probably just the man that I've become

     Did you finally figure out that I'll never figure out

     How to make you anything but gone

I've been wondering how you stayed so long

Maybe you believed that those promises would somehow be enough

     Oh, but they like me could not be depended on

     No, they like me couldn't make you be anything but gone

I've been wondering where the right went wrong

In the morning when I wake up and find myself waking up alone

     I guess you like me could not be depended on

     No, you like me couldn't find a reason to be anything but gone

     Anything but gone

 

 

Released May 28, 2013 Recorded at Sound of Music Studio (Richmond, VA) Produced by John Morand

Released May 28, 2013

Recorded at Sound of Music Studio (Richmond, VA)

Produced by John Morand

Whiskey in the morning

(R. Williams)

Hard to believe Mona Lisa noticed me and I was smitten from the start

She said our love it would always rise above then she trampled my heart

When she left me for someone with an accent and a degree

Why, oh why, couldn't she see those things in me

    Now I drink whiskey in the morning to wash away her clever smile

    When the evening falls I won't need her at all with this bottle by my side

Hard to say if I'll ever find a way to get past Mona Lisa's beguiling ways

I'd like to think if I ever stop to think that I could but I still see her smiling face

When she dropped me like she had planned it all along

I still wonder what I ever did wrong

   Now I drink whiskey in the morning to wash away her clever smile

   When the evening falls I won't need her at all with this bottle by my side

Drowning my sorrows has gotten the better of me

Mud in my eye is the only thing I see

    When I drink whiskey in the morning to wash away the memory

    When the evening falls I won't remember her at all or her little treachery

    So I drink whiskey in the morning to wash away her clever smile

    When the evening falls I won't need her at all with the bottle by my side

 

Nothing good

(R. Williams)

It was time to decide if this thing we had's black and white

Or revolving shades of blue

When you sang me the song that was playing all night long

In your head the night you left too soon

    Seriously now that I am without you I've got nothing good left to do

    Seriously I am down about you I got nothing good left to do

Did you know all along that you'd write me that song

Was I just your foil to rescue?

Now it spins round and round in my head, pulls me down

Compounding the issues

    Seriously now that I am without you I've got nothing good left to do

    Seriously I am down about you I got nothing good left to do

Could we try? Take a little time I'm the one with nothing here to lose

    Seriously I cannot blame you I had nothing good left to do

    Seriously I am down about you I've got nothing good left to do

    I've got nothing good, I've got nothing good, I've got nothing good left to do

 

strange way

(R. Williams)

You are kicking the habit I hope you won't regret it

And be as lonely as the day is long

Though I don't understand it I know once it's abandoned

A love that was wasn't love at all

Girl, you got a strange way

 

You downplayed all the good things I hope you'll understand if

I'm not quick to downplay along

I know you think if you stay here you'll start to lose control here

And find yourself more vulnerable than you want

Girl, you got a strange way of saying you love me showing you care

Saying you love me

 

You are kicking the habit I know you won't forget it 

When you're as lonely as the night is long

Girl, you got a strange way of saying you love me showing you care

Saying you love me showing you care saying you love me

 

short sighted

(R. Williams)

It was right around the time 

I set out from this one horse town to find

If the fame and fortune that I seek 

Was in fact, in turn, seeking me

That this one thing became evident

From the first obstacle that I met

Yeah, this could take some time

 

And then not long after that

On a road narrowed by mistakes I kept

Making over and over again

I was so far gone I could not begin

To notice that surrounding me

Was the fortune that I'd longed to see

Yeah, right here all this time

    Though intentions, like my vision, are short sighted and strained

    I'm a good man and I hope that is all that you need from me

 

When I opened up my eyes

Finally saw you and the best of times

You know, I supposed you were a dream

Why would a girl like you wait for a mess like me?

You said some things are just made to be

And every day you've been convincing me

Yeah, even after all this time

    Though intentions, like my vision, are short sighted and strained

    I'm a good man and I hope that is all that you need from me

 

when you're better 

Featuring Sarah Brawley

(R. Williams)

All the pieces of this tired, broken night crumble when I think about

All the places that you might be calling home drifting through somebody else's arms

Now you are my sad song

 

All the pieces of your tired broken heart are wasted on someone like me

I've been wishing for a brand new start, but wishing, it just wears on me

So I'll be your sad, sad, sad song

I'll be your sad, sad, sad song

 

All the pictures of your thin, smiling face remind me of some hopefulness

I can't get to and make you understand sometimes all you need is a hand to hold on to

Through a sad, sad, sad song

I'll be your sad, sad, sad song

 

Your addiction made you lose the ground beneath you

I've been trying to reach you, you won't let me in

When you're better will you let me know

 

All the phone calls and letters that you send reach me though I cannot find the strength

To tell you I'm still trying to get my feet beneath me and it's proving to be a road too long

Like a sad, sad, sad song

I'll be your sad, sad, sad song

 

norfolk southern

(R. Williams)

Oh, preacher lift me off my knees

Wash away the sins of my centuries

In the hierarchy from bad to good

The devil, Sherman, Hoover, Hollywood

    Seven nights, seven days

    Southern lights, Atlantic waves

    Wheels roll down Norfolk Southern rail

 

My mother's father, he was born

In the 19th century on a dusty farm

Just down the road from Milwaukee, Ahoskie, too

If you spoke to him by God he spoke to you

    Seven nights, seven days

    Southern lights, Atlantic waves

    Wheels roll down Norfolk Southern rail

 

It takes time to make plans to beat the heat

I've got ties strong as rails, rails deep and wide, rails wide and deep

 

Oh, preacher, lift me off the ground

Silence my tongue, open my eyes to look around

Show me what I need to know

If you've a place for me I've got someplace to go

    Seven nights, seven days

    Southern lights, Atlantic waves

    Wheels roll down Norfolk Southern rail

 

A place in the sun

(R. Williams)

Don't know what there is to say

Looking at the world this way

I don't think that I believe

That this place was meant for me

    On the lawn by the pool at the house on the hill

    A place in the sun

    By the accident of birth or a ring my dear

    You're the lucky one

 

Now and then I close my eyes

See you in the clear blue skies

Jetting off to God-knows-where

Turn a page and see you there

    On the lawn by the pool at the house on the hill

    A place in the sun

    By the accident of birth or a ring my dear

    You're the lucky one

 

When you hear a siren's song

Beware nothing there lasts too long

Diamonds fade and dollars slide

Old trophies they get cast aside

    On the sand by the sea near the house on the hill

    A place in the sun

    By the accident of birth or a ring my dear

    Now who's the lucky one?

    On the lawn by the pool at the house on the hill

    A place in the sun

    By the accident of birth or ring my dear

    The accident of birth or a ring?

    Looks like the ring, but it's never a sure thing

 

what you gave

(Conlee, Funk, Neufeld, Query, Tornfelt)

 

cry another river

(R. Williams)

Sunshine, our love was a straight line to the horizon

Nothing but open road

You held the reins, called the shots

And that was alright we were living the good life

Beneath and endless cobalt sky

You crossed your heart, hoped to die

What changed your mind when you looked me in the eye and said

    Cry me another river that down stream

    Becomes my deliverance, baby, from the mess that was you

    Remind me how it was that I came to be

    So engrossed in this bad dream oh the wreck that was you

 

Sunshine, in the waning of daylight

I was playing those long-shot roadside rooms

No compass rose to guide me on

I changed my tune when you looked me in the eye and said

 

    Cry me another river that down stream

    Becomes my deliverance, baby, from the mess that was you

    Remind me how it was that I came to be

    So engrossed in this bad dream oh the wreck that was you

 

All alone beneath the sky, the moonlit sky

 

just like you

(R. Williams)

Just another Carolina cloudless afternoon

The highway stretched in front of me like something that would disappear too soon

It reminded me of you and the things I never thought all the way through

Like the change of time I was falling behind

When this day is through I hope to fall into

    The arms of someone just like you

    The arms of someone just like you

    One thing that I swore I'd never do was fall from the graces of someone like you

 

As the day progressed and the road began to take its toll

I became obsessed with the rhythm of the radio

It was beauty skin-deep the kind that would not keep over time

Time to move along if my timing was wrong

Then I hope my next move will bring me into

    The arms of someone just like you

    The arms of someone just like you

    One thing that I swore I'd never do was fall from the graces of someone like you

 

Damn my intentions 

They spin out of control

You just wanted the moment

I wish I had known, I wish I had known

 

When evening fell the highway rolled along

The melody surrounding me kept breaking up til it was gone

It reminded me of you and things we left undone never to see through

Like a work of art that became a change of heart

Now at last I start to make my way to 

    The arms of someone just like you

    The arms of someone just like you

    One thing that I swore I'd never do was fall from the graces of someone like you

 

selvaggia borromeo

(R. Williams)

There're some days I feel I've been worked to death

Broken on the factory floor or at the corporate desk

There still lives in me a teacher that 

Could work all day for nothing but the thought I can't forget

    You, when you shine

    I'm making room for you in this heart of mine

    Oh, Selvaggia

    Oh, Selvaggia

 

The waking hours catch me by surprise

I throw down that damned alarm clock and open up my eyes

To face another day without you near

I spend half my time pretending and the rest of it I fear

    But you, you always shine

    I'm making room for you in this heart of mine

    Oh, Selvaggia

    Oh, Selvaggia Borromeo

    Selvaggia Borromeo

 

A photograph in Roman hillside shade

Beneath the ruins of a broken colonnade

It's a picture that I realize was made

The day my love was born

 

Now I must face reality 

It's not something that I'm good at, but it's time I ought to be

And leave you where nothing's real

The way you look, they way I feel 

    When you, when you shine

    I'll keep a place for you in this heart of mine

    Oh, Selvaggia

    Oh, Selvaggia Borromeo

    Selvaggia Borromeo

 

What is a House Concert?

You provide the space and invite the guests, and I'll provide the music!  It's really that simple. 

House concerts have grown in popularity over the years because music fans and musicians alike enjoy the relaxed and intimate setting of live music in the comfort and convenience of home.  Unlike a party with music in the background, the focus of a house concert is live music.  There is time for socializing and catching up with friends both before and after the performance.  During the performance, however, guests are encouraged to listen to the songs to get the most out of this unique experience.

At the house concert, I will play my original songs as well as a few songs by some of the artists who have influenced me over the years.  I'll also share stories behind the songs.  You and your guests are encouraged to sing along, ask questions, make requests, whatever.  We'll keep it light and fun!  Afterwards, I'll hang out and meet your awesome friends!

Sounds like fun! How many people should I invite?

That's entirely up to you!  I've known house concerts to have as few as 12 guests and as many as 30 or 40.  To some degree, it will depend on how much room you have, and you probably have more room than you think!  One of the cool things about house concerts is that there is no script or formula that has to be followed.  After all, this is an event in your home, you can decide what it will be like!

hmmm . . . Does it cost anything to host a house concert?

No.  You don't have to spend anything if you don't want to.  Some hosts like to provide snacks and drinks for guests, while others ask guests to bring their own.  Some hosts serve dinner to guests or have a cookout before the music begins, but those decisions are entirely up to you. 

okay, but How does the performer get paid?

It's basically a pass-the-hat type of show.  As host, you'll let guests know that there is a suggested contribution that will go to the performer, typically $10-20.  Most localities won't let you charge admission without a business license.  A suggested contribution allows guests to pay what they can and also compensates the performer for the performance.  That being said, no guest should be turned away if they aren't able to contribute.   

this all sounds great, but What if I don't live near you?

Don't let that stop you from getting in touch.  I travel quite a bit and odds are good we can work out a date to make this happen!  If you don't live in a place that I'm going to be visiting in the near future and still want to host a house concert, let me know and we can talk about a flat fee.

Get in touch!

I've played house concerts and I've hosted them at my place for other performers.  I've always had a blast!  If you've never been to or hosted a house concert before, you'll find it to be a really cool experience (and your guests will think you're really cool for thinking of it!).

Contact me at robwilliamsacoustic@gmail.com if you'd like to talk about hosting a house concert!

Rob Williams

Rob Williams’ unique sound and style combine 90’s rock with alt-country and Americana influences.  As front-man of the now defunct indie rock band, Joe Buck, Jr., Williams made a name for himself as a songwriter and performer in his hometown of Richmond, Virginia.  In December 2015, the veteran songwriter released his second solo album, Southern FM.  Produced by Salim Nourallah (whose credits include Rhett Miller, Old 97’s, and The Damnwells), Southern FM finds Williams becoming more comfortable as a solo artist and building on the success of his 2013 debut, A Place in the Sun.  “I wanted this record to be different,” Williams says, “so I made the decision to record it far away from home and with people I’ve never worked with before.”  That decision landed him at Nourallah’s Pleasantry Lane Studio in Dallas.  The result is an album that blends Williams’ penchant for hard-hitting acoustic roots rock, Nourallah’s innate knack for pop, and a touch of North Texas-style rock and roll.  Williams is supporting his latest release with a series of short regional tours.   

 

                                                   Promo Photo A - Photo by Jen Stackpole

                                                   Promo Photo A - Photo by Jen Stackpole

                                                  Promo Photo B - Photo by Gray Gurkin

                                                  Promo Photo B - Photo by Gray Gurkin

Sifter (Video Release and Concert Review)

http://www.tvjerry.com/cd-video-release/

Elmore Magazine (Song Premiere and Review December 2015)

http://www.elmoremagazine.com/2015/12/music-news/rob-williams-delivers-a-rollicking-good-time-on-his-new-track-best-i-can-do

 

Famous Last Words Records (Album Review December 2015)

http://famouslastwordsrecords.com/reviews/

Independent Clauses (Album Review)

http://independentclauses.com/tag/southern-fm/

Exystence Music Blog (Album Review December 2015)

http://exystence.net/blog/2015/12/15/rob-williams-southern-fm-2015/

Bearded Magazine (UK) (Album Review, November 2015)

http://beardedmagazine.co.uk/index.php/albums/article/rob-williams-southern-fm-self-released

 

IndieMinded (Album Review, November 2015)

http://indieminded.com/2015/11/cd-review-southern-fm-by-rob-williams/

 

This Is Not The Radio (Album Review, October 2015)

http://thisisnottheradio.com/a-review-rob-williams/

 

Hiplanta (Album Review, October 2015)

http://www.hiplanta.com/2015/10/album-review-rob-williamssouthern-fm.html