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I enjoy playing the guitar and singing (badly). When I was in graduate school, my friends and I got together to form a band called Rostulara. It's pronounced Rose To Lara, which was the name of our first (and only real) release. We formed in 1993, and broke up in 1999. I played bass. |
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The band's name came from a reference to Petrarch, the Italian poet who fell in love with Laura, a young girl he could never approach. The so-called Petrarchian sonnet resulted from a series of poems that he wrote to and about her. We always found that bad relationships resulted in a lot of productive art....
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John Fitch is the singer and lyricist. I met John in college when he heard me playing Murmur. We've been good friends since then. He just finished up his MFA degree in film in Savannah. His final project was making a movie...about bands. He's taken a teaching position in Charlotte, NC.
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Nate Fitch is John's brother, and the drummer. Nate is still working with some other bands, and--talented fellow he is--came out with his own CD not long ago under the band name Alternative Hat, and is playing out in Lexington along with the master musician Kevin "The Professor" Sparks.
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Rob Rainwater was the guitarist and wrote most of the music. He's a great musician, and is working diligently (I've heard from friends) on new material that he's storing away on a digital recorder. Some publisher would have a field day if they heard his stuff. It's great.
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Charles Ellis, an accomplished keyboardist, played with us for a while. He was part of the Louisville band Shaking Family, which Elektra/Asylum signed in the late '80s. Charles is a natural performer, true artist, and fellow Blake fan. He decided to start painting, and now has shows. To see his work visit www.cellis.net.
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Here are a few songs from our CD, which was released in 1995. (all work is copyrighted) |
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Shadows I like the guitar-work in this one. [Download] |
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Clean A song about redemption that would also make a great detergent jingle. |
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Refuse All about being jilted, feeling spiteful, and then giving it up. Maudlin, maudlin, maudlin. |
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Lyrics
Clean--Dishwashed hands greet me at the door. Dirty footsteps spread across the floor, and you know I've been away for such a long time. Both a labor and a feast I've always known. I've been searching for a name to call my own. There's nowhere left to go, but wherever. You make me feel clean--so brand new. It's like waking up from a dream every time I see you. One of the luckiest few I've ever seen: live life in a circle; make love in a dream. I know it hurts your lungs to see me drown. You make me feel clean--so brand new. It's like waking up from a dream every time I see you.
Refuse--I was the right one. I was good for you. I was the right one, I swear. Now I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, and so are you. So what? Wish that I could say I feel fine, but I feel used by you. Wish that I could step out of time. You're like depending on the weather: know you're gonna lose. There's nothing you can ask me for that I can't do: I refuse. It was November, and the streets were wet? I don't remember...yet I can't forget how I needed you like water: I wanted you in pain. I thought we were different but we had never changed. Wish that I could say I feel fine, but I feel used by you. Wish that I could step out of time. You're like depending on the weather: know you're gonna lose. There's nothing you can ask me for that I can't do: I refuse. There was a day I was ashamed but I'm not hiding any more. I was afraid I should have stayed right here. Then there was summer and the air was dry. You couldn't listen; wouldn't even try. There's now no mistaking I've got no doubt about you. You just made me worried and made me blue. Wish that I could say I feel fine, but I feel used by you. Wish that I could step out of time. You're like depending on the weather: know you're gonna lose. There's nothing you can ask me for that I can't do: I refuse.