Tuesday, April 20, 2021

The Sojourner

Stranded at a standstill on the edge of blue and sky
The Sojourner, my spirit, whispered “fly”
Beyond this Desolation where Eternal voices cry
Down the highway where the dreamers go to die

My vagrant’s desperation for a better place to be
Set its course to trust the dream and drive in me
I got the hell out young, alive, still holdin’ 17
Charlotte’s suitcase and a poor boy’s pedigree

It was on a Thursday morning, ever grateful for that day
At 5 AM I wrote my heart and soul away
My hope was now a ticket on a never ending train
A brand new guitar and some songs about the rain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Richard Manuel’s mother sat beside me for awhile
“You in a band”? she asked, I said, “no ma’am I’m not”
“I’m just going to Toronto where I hope they’ll dig my style”
My sense of purpose caused her face to smile a lot

“My son is in a band” she said, “you may have heard of them”
“What’s their name”? I asked, “they’re The Band” she said
“The Band…?..you're kidding me…your son is in THE BAND..?”
“That’s right”, she said “he’s in The Band” and so her tale began

I can’t remember where we stopped, the station she called home
It must have been in Stratford, might as well have been in Rome
I only knew, as rounders do, a long and lonesome time
Would pass until I’d find her in my verses and in rhyme

This train’s a conflagration now, a fire burning free
It sparks the restless soul that bears the life and death of me
So listen, hear my wheels race beyond this dreary grey
Of shadows, long dead habits and the dust of yesterday

These tracks are harder, tougher now, much colder than the clay
I’ll ride them on until the dawn when sleep might come my way
Stealthy devils, dead-end proud, all hungry for the grave
Invite me to be hungry too, but further on, I pray

Nothing lives that doesn’t die in suffering and pain
Charlotte’s bitter torments were just shackles on my brain
So true compassion justly now requires of a need
To say at last I suffered her because I had to bleed

And suffering and blood just means that nothing will remain
That hasn’t been transformed upon this sky bound mystery train
We’re crossing now, the station up ahead is bathed in Light
The Band is playin’ “The Shape I’m In” & everything’s just right

THE SOJOURNER
© 2021 Frank Trainor Music Inc.

Sunday, December 13, 2020

Burning In This Blaze



Frankie Fever's Dubonnet
 
FRANKIE FEVER'S DUBONNET - Raise a glass of Blonde or Rouge. It’s bittersweet this aperitif, but hey, it’s “old L.A.” The beat goes on at K H J and Frankie Fever had his day. “Dubo, Dubon, Dubonnet”.
 
 
Saddled With Me
 

SADDLED WITH ME - SADDLED WITH ME is a deeply inspired vision that was revealed to me in an odd dream that startled me awake one morning.

 

The Burdens Of A Beast
 

THE BURDENS OF A BEAST - BURNING IN THIS BLAZE IN A QUICKER SAND. THINGS I LOVE THE MOST, THINGS I NEED THE LEAST, WEIGH UPON MY SOUL THE BURDENS OF A BEAST.

 

Later That Same Afternoon
 

LATER THAT SAME AFTERNOON - EARLIER THIS AFTERNOON I STRUCK A CHORD AND I HUMMED A TUNE. SPIRITS WOULD BE COMING SOON SO I PICKED THEIR LOCKS AND THEY OPENED.

 

The Muse's Motherlode
 

THE MUSE'S MOTHERLODE - TOWNES VAN ZANDT TOLD OH SUSANNA THERE’S AN ANGEL HERE WITH ME. TELL GUY CLARK SHE’S A “KEEPER”.  LET US KEEP HER COMPANY.

 

On The Radio
 

ON THE RADIO - ON THE RADIO is a creative reflection on my life in music business pursuits over many long years. It is loosely autobiographical and it is also a personal homage to my favorite New York top 40 radio station in the mid-to-late 1960s, WABC 77. **Click to view NYC radio image here

 

Truly You
 

TRULY YOU - YOU CAME TO BE AS A BABY / STILL A KID IN ETERNITY / YOUR SKIES WERE BLUE, BABY BLUE / AND TOGETHER YOU WILL DANCE / ANGELS SWOON AT YOUR ROMANCE / EACH AND EVERY LOVING GLANCE SAYS THERE'S YOU / TRULY YOU.

 

Heaven's Remains
 

HEAVEN'S REMAINS - WHERE THERE'S NOTHIN' TO LOSE / NOTHIN' TO GAIN / THERE'S NOTHIN' AT ALL BUT A MOURNFUL REFRAIN / PARADISE IS A SONG PRIDE ACHES TO RECALL / EVERY DREAM OF ITS OWN A FAR CRY FROM HOME / HERE IN HEAVEN'S REMAINS

 

The Story Of Old Love
 

THE STORY OF OLD LOVE - inspired by the age old spirit of youthful romance, never-ending summer nights and a ghost whose story I just had to tell. 

 

Star Light Shine
 

STAR LIGHT SHINE - SINKIN’ DEEPER NOW / INTO A DEAD MAN’S DREAM / OUT IN THE DESERT AIR / WHERE A STAR LIGHT SHINE / FILLS A COAL BLACK NIGHT / THAT’S ALL MINE

 

Rain On Me Baby
 

RAIN ON ME BABY - NO MORE AGONY / NO MORE GOOD INTENTIONS / I’LL BE BY YOUR SIDE / LIKE THE DUDE I WILL ABIDE IN YOUR LOVE / RAIN ON ME BABY / WASH THIS DUST AWAY FROM ME

 

Unknown Cameo
 

UNKNOWN CAMEO - JUST ACCEPT THAT YOU'RE ON CAMERA / IN SOMEBODY ELSE'S SHOW / EVERY WHERE YOU GO / YOU'RE AN UNKNOWN CAMEO

 

Baby I'm Over You
 

BABY I'M OVER YOU - FROM EVERY CRAZY FREAKIN’ LYIN’ TONGUE YOU SPEAK IN / BABY I’M OVER YOU  Classic country honk with more hooks than a Mississippi trout line. Hoyt Axton would dig this one.

 

A Stranger To Myself
 

A STRANGER TO MYSELF - A STRANGER TO MYSELF / THE TROUBADOUR / I'M A SPIRIT NOW / BLOOD RED / THE FALL / ATLANTIS / FLY WHILE THERE'S LIGHT TO GO / WOUNDS OF WAR [The Troubadour Revisited] / JUST LIKE A LITTLE BABY / THE CRIMSON FIREBALL

 

DNA Chains Of A Rogue's Reputation
 

DNA CHAINS OF A ROGUE'S REPUTATION - features This Mighty Ragin' River Of Love / County Line Signs / Long Gone Glory Bound Son / California / Love Is / Messin' With My Mind / Where'd You Leave Your Heart / A Trail That Leads You Home

 

Transfigured
 

TRANSFIGURED - 12 Songs - tracks include: TODAY / THE LAW OF LOVE / TRULY YOU / CARMEN CAFFEINE / PRECIOUS STONES / UNKNOWN CAMEO / MUSIC MESSIAH / BLOOD RED / THE SOUND

 

The Grace & Gravity Project
 

THE GRACE & GRAVITY PROJECT w/ The River Rock Groove Alliance - The Taste Of Your Own Poison / Heaven Helps / A Way Of Life / When The Tide Comes Rushin' In / Down On Highland Street

 
CLICK ON IMAGES OR LINKS TO ACCESS FULL SONGS & LYRICS, PHOTOS AND STORY

 

Sunday, May 24, 2020

Maverick Solo Tunesmith



  

 

 

 

 

 



"When I first heard Frank Trainor play live I was totally blown away by his presence, power and communication. He is one of the most powerful writer/singer/guitarists I have ever heard." - Elliot Mazer, Legendary Record Producer - (Neil Young, Linda Ronstadt, The Band)



"My business is to find songwriters that I think are capable of writing hit records. Frank Trainor fits all those requirements. He is one of the finest writers I've ever heard in my life." - Bob Beckham, Legendary Publisher Combine Music - (Kris Kristofferson, Tony Joe White)

 

"Sign me up for the fan club. A voice full of heart and A + for songwriting"  - Robert K. Oermann, Music Row Magazine-Disclaimer Record Reviews, Nashville, TN 

 

"As a music publisher for over twenty years, it's always a joy to find writers with talent. In my own career, three songwriters come to mind as having that special magic...Myles Goodwyn, Bryan Adams & Frank Trainor. Frank Trainor is one of the best." - Brian Chater, Music Publisher, Director, Canadian Independent Record Production Association (CIRPA/CIMA) & FACTOR

 

"Frank Trainor is one of the most talented songwriters I have ever had the personal privilege to know or hear. Regardless of your style or taste in music, should you need advice from a true craftsman then Frank Trainor is the man. It will make you a better writer."  - Stephen Colyer, former Head of Promotion CBS Records UK

 

Sunday, March 30, 2014

The Haunted Palace

   












    In the greenest of our valleys
    By good angels tenanted,
    Once a fair and stately palace—
    Radiant palace—reared its head.
    In the monarch Song’s dominion,
    Holding forth beyond compare
    House of Quill Repute and Vision 
    Muse and Poets mingled there


Kris Kristofferson & Bob Beckham - Combine Music















Banners rippling, glorious, golden,
    On its roof did float and flow
    (This—all this—was in the olden
    Time of craftsmen long ago)
    And every gentle air that dallied,
    In that sweet and tuneful day,
    Grew in spirit those who gathered,
    Guitars twanged for servant’s pay.


Frank Trainor signs publishing deal with Combine Music
Group of Nashville, home of the Kris Kristofferson
and Larry Gatlin catalogs. – Music Scene

















   Wanderers in that happy valley,
   Through two luminous windows, saw

   Spirits moving musically
   To each guitar’s well-tuned law,
   And round about a throne there, sitting,
   Beckham,
   Well befitting, 
   The ruler of the realm was seen.

Frank Trainor & Bob Beckham - Combine Music















All with gold and platinum glowing 
Was the open palace door,
Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing
And sparkling brightly evermore,
Troops of Echoes, whose sweet duty
Was but to sing,
In voices of surpassing beauty,
The wit and wisdom of their king. 

Combine Music songwriters Frank Trainor & Mel McDaniel


















    But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
    Assailed the monarch’s high estate;
    (Ah, let us mourn!—for never morrow
    Shall dawn upon him, desolate!)
    And round about his home the glory
    That blushed and bloomed,
    Is but a dim-remembered story
    Of that old time now entombed.

   And travelers, now, within that valley, 
   Through the stain glassed windows see
   Vast forms that move fantastically
   To a discordant melody;
   While, like a ghastly rapid river,
   Through the pale paneled door
   A hideous throng rush out forever,
   And laugh—but smile no more.