Retrospective

by Kito Peters

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1.
FOUR WAY STOP i drove hard down the cold blacktop had to meet a man at the four way stop a desperate rendezvous no one can tell you which way to go black ice lurks under virgin snow meet me at the four way stop devil on my left angel on my right mystery straight ahead in the pale moonlight waiting at the four way stop i heard him yell as i hit the brake he swerved up to me like a last mistake my destined rendezvous he flashed a gun and a savage grin son you don't know what kind of hell you're in gotcha at the four way stop devil on my left angel on my right mystery straight ahead in the pale moonlight waiting at the four way stop i spun quick grabbed for the gun a shot rang out the deed was done a final rendezvous now i don't know if it was him or me but something tortured got set free grappling at the four way stop devil on my left angel on my right mystery straight ahead in the pale moonlight devil on my left angel on my right mystery straight ahead in the pale moonlight waiting at the four way stop
2.
Bully on the Block bully on the block tender as a rock bully on the block gonna clean your clock he’s gonna take your lunch cause he likes the flavor he’s not going to kick your ass today as a special favor bully really digs you you know it’s true he’s wearing his ripped fatigues just for you oh bully bully on the block stripped down to his jock bully on the block loves to awe and shock he likes to tell you the reasons why he’s the greatest he’s gonna try to hit on or gross out your hottie latest bully really digs you you know it’s true that’s why he poured the gas over you oh bully once i believed that everyone was good that was before i moved into bully’s neighborhood bully on the block tender as a rock bully on the block gonna clean your clock
3.
Troubadour 03:19
Troubadour a troubadour no point to sing except the joy that naming brings he sang his being like a bird still it mattered what they heard he tried to aim the looking glass at lost ones living to amass but once his post was overrun he prayed his foolish task was done goodbye to the last troubadour he don’t play here any more they say he still wrote in that book but no one has the nerve to look he’s a twig against the flood a rising tide of coins and blood beauty was for yesterday now it’s time to fade away so he sold his old guitar a song can’t carry very far in a world of steel and bluff heart words don’t seem strong enough goodbye to the last troubadour he don’t play here any more they say he still wrote in that book but no one has the nerve to look he feels these are final hours troubadours must plumb their powers they watched him wade across the bend singing full out to the end
4.
Don’t Get Me Wrong don’t get me wrong i’m A-OK still you know something broke when it went down that way i may look breezy but i’m not quite the same i believed we held the cards to win the stupid game you know i don’t miss you but i miss what used to be head held high i’m walking into mystery don’t get me wrong cause everyone feels pain and i’m proud of how i stood and gave it all again and again for i have loved the ones i love and let go when i must sometimes it can stretch your soul when all you want goes bust you know i don’t miss you but i miss what used to be head held high i’m walking into mystery unbound from the tether now i found love again we keep flowing forward no point stuck in way back when don’t get me wrong i’d change it if i could but i’m a lucky guy my life is good
5.
Gettysburg 03:18
Gettysburg we marched out of gettysburg the war it just rolled on and though i had my limbs intact my innocence was gone there’s a kind of battle thrill i had come to know all those brother soldiers prone a ruthless wind their foe war is god-like war is hell it’s what humans do so well i’ve been scared and i was bold we laughed around the fire and there are things i think i did best left in the mire though they were our enemies i felt both love and hate they seemed just the same as us fellow slaves to fate war is god-like war is hell it’s what humans do so well one day i’ll be walking home and i hope i can find something that competes with this and scrubs it from my mind war is god-like war is hell it’s what humans do so well 3X
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Kaleidoscopic Days maybe it’s the end of everything we know the earth got tired time to let us go we’re so techno smart yet dumb as posts the earth’s fed up with feeding hungry ghosts we talk big act selfish to the core the earth got bored she’s showing us the door and we imagine we will always be the earth moves on she likes her novelty and we never thought it could go like this that fickle earth now she won’t even miss our ways kaleidoscopic days we’re like clueless ants on a spinning ball the earth shakes once down the drain we fall there’s no species mind to grab the reins the earth don’t care bout our spreadsheet gains and we never thought it could go like this that fickle earth now she won’t even miss our ways kaleidoscopic days we cling to a vine at the edge of a cliff the earth looks on wondering what if do i need the mirror in their gaze the earth exhales kaleidoscopic days and we never thought it could go like this that fickle earth now she won’t even miss our ways kaleidoscopic days 2X
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Tarnished Chrome creaking more and more repair new worn out pieces everywhere rust and dents you can’t see and i’ve cruised way past warranty i drove loud down highway nine belching smoke feeling fine just so long as i still roll i haven’t lost complete control oh baby tarnished chrome oh baby i’m headed home they say i’m a dying breed and there’s a tune-up i sure need but they’ll find bones in a hundred years my chi still burning through the gears oh baby tarnished chrome oh baby i’m headed home i got a motor just won’t quit i got old wheels to carry it and i crank tunes when off i ride steering down the sunset side oh baby tarnished chrome oh baby i’m headed home 2X
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Hurricane 02:57
Hurricane there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight big force is at play there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight i never meant to head that way but once the ball starts rolling so little you can do there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight hope we make it through there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight waves surge for the sand there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight i wonder which way lies dry land once i knew direction but now i’m out at sea there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight howling down on me there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight i should be home in bed there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight sure looks bad the shortwave said something drove me out here some pull to satisfy there’s a hurricane in the gulf tonight whipping up the sky 2X
9.
Black Birds 03:26
Black Birds don’t you see the fix you’re in digging for a heart in this refuse bin once the sacrifices start you’ll burn next if you’re not smart they drop bodies into the sea and say those killings keep us free down at the bank see the buzzards stare they’ll strip your carcass anywhere time has come to slip away when the black birds rule the day your friends are agents in disguise keep them close and peel your eyes risk some feeling if you must but you can die from those you trust time has come to slip away when the black birds rule the day crawl outside the city gates flee the fate that sure awaits seek the ones who share your plight flickering pilgrims dot the night time has come to slip away when the black birds rule the day
10.
Fly Boy 03:45
Fly Boy out here on a mission i’ve been swooping like a bird and i would tell you everything but you can’t hear a word i’m not doing what i want i’m doing what i must i wish i had told you you’re the only one i trust i became a fly boy to defend the things i love and i’ve grown closer to my god soaring high above still there’s such an emptiness the sky makes me afraid if i float away alone will then my debt be paid and i can’t claim i did it right but while i drift off late at night i think of you please forgive me 2X i have bombed their cities from a tranquil perch in space when i veered toward the sun i only saw your face once the family splintered i had nothing left to say you thought i had grown too tough it only looked that way and i can’t claim i did it right but while i drift off late at night i think of you please forgive me 2X i am sorry that my leaving had to make you cry i just knew i had to go and couldn’t say goodbye and all the other things i did still tumble through my head maybe i’ll come back some day your fly boy from the dead and i can’t claim i did it right but while i drift off late at night i think of you please forgive me 2X
11.
Little Banksters see the little banksters on the street they’ll sell you your own dreams to eat kill the language taint the land they will strip your future just like they planned hear the little banksters testify they holster guns and smooth out their bow ties and while they prep their next windfall they proclaim their deep love for all and you’ll play ball if you get smart keep your mouth shut while they stomp your heart see the little banksters rake it in even though we’re tanking they still win there is nothing they won’t do to rip another ripe fruit from you and you’ll play ball if you get smart keep your mouth shut while they stomp your heart hear the little banksters chip away they hide tanks in every bright cliche suction in the guise of good locusts rampant in your neighborhood and you’ll play ball if you get smart keep your mouth shut while they stomp your heart 3X
12.
I Owe You Nothing i owe you nothing yeah i got the bill if you want a blessing you know i will i found your letter when i knew you were gone i won’t play the white knight again for anyone the wind is howling the rain streams down quick the door blew open and i stare out alone i owe you nothing i gave it all it’s good you quit curling up trying to act small i got your postcard i’m glad you’re doing fine you write maybe we will meet someday across the line the wind is howling the rain streams down quick the door blew open and i stare out alone i owe you nothing i owe you everything there’s no other worldly joy like feeling love can bring the wind is howling the rain streams down quick the door blew open and i stare out alone
13.
My Gulag 03:26
My Gulag i sure got a gulag of people i resent that makes me the victim of more land mine discontent a t-rex in the morning stomp and chomp all day for all their crimes against me someone has to pay i’m the agent of my suffering the snake in my own grass yeah it’s better to forgive but i still want to kick some ass there is poison in me needs drainage all the time if i didn’t have my words i might commit some awful crime and all the new age hucksters who proselytize the light while i chose to plumb the darkness maybe they were right i’m the agent of my suffering the snake in my own grass yeah it’s better to forgive but i still want to kick some ass there must be a discipline a book on how to be on ways to keep godzilla from taking over me but when i went to yoga to calm my pounding head somehow i woke up again on the pistol range instead i’m the agent of my suffering the snake in my own grass yeah it’s better to forgive but i still want to kick some ass 2X
14.
Bonds And Gold bonds and gold stocks and gold the thrill of making money sleeping don’t get old when i got out of college it was clear to me making big bucks first priority so i threw my paintings all away and strapped on a tie for the big payday soon i had a benz and a house on the beach you can’t grab it if you never reach and i was sure it’s only good i do so thank me for the trickle flowing down to you bonds and gold stocks and gold the thrill of making money sleeping don’t get old work was almost all i did if i wanted more inside i kept it hid the years flew by the coffers filled meanwhile something somewhere chilled then junior got caught in a foolish crime selling bags of dope on the old man’s dime when i bailed him out he stared with hate they took your cut dad you’re too late bonds and gold stocks and gold the thrill of making money sleeping don’t get old i was stunned that my wife would file she’d seemed content to spend in style she curled close in our giant bed here’s what i learned from you she said bonds and gold stocks and gold the thrill of making money sleeping don’t get old 2X
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Flesh and Blood there can come a time you want to leave this world behind you want to soar so high and flush it from your mind but your heart’s bound up in flesh and blood after the fall when there’s no one left to call you’re only semi-sane though you try to rise again cause your heart’s bound up in flesh and blood i remember when i said i’d be your refuge remember when i said i’d always break your fall remember when i said so many foolish things now there’s nothing left to say at all 2X a wretched cosmic joke it sure went up in smoke tried to hold your ground there was no grip to be found and your heart’s bound up in flesh and blood but you swore you’d see it through and now it’s branded you no matter what you try you’re gonna feel it til you die cause your heart’s bound up in flesh and blood i remember when i said i’d be your refuge remember when i said i’d always break your fall remember when i said so many foolish things now there’s nothing left to say at all 2X
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The Last 03:04
The Last walking in the sun today could be my last no point trying to outrun the past i fought so long i was such a fool they said kill or die that’s the golden rule i’m the last i’m a dying breed call me up baby i still got what you need i got rich then i blew it all hard times hustling on the far side of the fall and i loved deep but all of that got lost i spent every ounce no matter what the cost chorus i crawled low and i soared high you don’t take nothing with you when you die and i don’t see no angels crowding over me i got no regrets so you could call me free i’m the last i’m a dying breed call me up baby i still got what you need i cursed god i ran through hell i had my moments of heaven here as well my family all is buried near where i was born when i breathe my last no one’s gonna mourn i’m the last i’m a dying breed call me up baby i still got what you need call me up baby i still got what you need
17.
Long Way Home snow fell soft on a quiet street where i walked slow in stunned defeat the world i’d known had just slipped away now there was nothing and so much to say and it’s a long long long way home you only lose when you never try i said to myself but i wanted to cry snow meant oblivion white for forget but i wasn’t ready to let it be yet and it’s a long long long way home out on the avenue cars barely moved i wondered what all our suffering proved maybe we’re passions and useless at best maybe we’re children who need to be blessed and it’s a long long long way home next i remember cold key’s in the door kicking off snow as i climbed to my floor i felt the sadness but something else too fluttered inside me and soared up anew and it’s a long long long way home 2X
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Bastille 02:29
Bastille there’s the life i really lived and there’s what might have been all the forays never known comprise my biggest sin there’s the world we meant to build and here’s the hell we got profits running everything with humans their subplot storming the bastille nothing else seems real poisoning the deal bring em down there’s the prison we embrace of spinning all alone trying to ignore the stench while laughing on the phone there’s the screen on my tv a solid flow of lies are we drugged and stupid or can we still surprise storming the bastille nothing else seems real poisoning the deal bring em down there’s a fragrant dream of fools i can’t seem to shake we might hear the big alarm and just in time awake storming the bastille nothing else seems real poisoning the deal bring em down 2X
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Empty 03:03
Empty i’m empty like the desert in a squall of sand drift up a river where’s the promised land vacant in the sunlight with eyes half-mast hose down the present while the leaves float past i hid here when you looked for me always hoped i’d make you see i¹m empty like a crater on the moon’s dark side trade wind mocks the words i tried vacant like a crevice where the womb began empty in fullness i’m your pregnant man i hid here when you looked for me always hoped i’d make you see i’m empty in the quiet of the final time curled under cover while the cracked bells chime i’ll be here when you look for me always hoped i’d make you see
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Capital Dreams we are the children of capital schemes we hemorrhage interest dream capital dreams and now the malls empty like ghost towns of old cyberspace tumbleweeds all bought and sold once the thing’s rolling it’s so hard to stop and all of our rats own rooms at the top and so a depression swims back into view spinning in free fall now who has a clue and i stand outside the inside i stand where eagles won’t fly i stand for no national anthem i stand with beacons held high we got our scapegoats religion and race while everyone tells you class has no place we all should be rich so if we are poor that means we’re laggards and losers for sure and we don’t make anything much anymore though looters and scammers still scare up a score so i can’t imagine where we go from here hoping like moses a path will appear and i stand outside the inside i stand where eagles won’t fly i stand for no national anthem i stand with beacons held high i heard them passing in packards of rust nabobs of industry risen from dust and i saw a hooverville burst into flame and when i awoke so much looked the same and i stand outside the inside i stand where eagles won’t fly i stand for no national anthem i stand with beacons held high i stand

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These are tracks I chose to represent my earlier work. My more recent CDs, starting in 2014, are available in their entirety on Bandcamp.

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released March 14, 2015

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Kito Peters Santa Fe, New Mexico

Kito Peters has released (like doves!) quite a few CDs, has garnered his share of esoteric radio airplay, and has won a baker's dozen of New Mexico Music Awards, including twice for Best CD of the Year and four times for Best Pop CD. He is a big fan of Harry Bosch, Al Kaline, and Laura Nyro. ... more

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