Track Information

1. LaCeiba City Blues 3:38
2. 6 Days in Between 3:47
3. The Duppy on the Goldfield 3:55
4. Sin Saldo 4:16
5. Lobster Song 4:09
6. Paranoia Blues 2:59
7. 800 Mile Sea Trial 5:05
8. Columbia Rock 4:21
9. Open Boat 4:41
10. Blue Marlin Fever 5:00
11. Crackheads in Paradise 4:49
12. Puttin’ in Time 5:32

1. LaCeiba City Blues: Having spent many a trip over to LaCeiba over the years I made an easy song of it replacing “Kansas City” with LaCeiba and used that familiar melody to incorporate a little local flavor. Written back in the early 90’s.

2. 6 Days in Between: was written on a Sunday morning back in the 80’s after staying out a little too late on a French Harbour Saturday night. And it is funny because the “one who waited up all night” used to always say that this was her favorite song.

3. The Duppy on the Goldfield: Back in the middle 80’s an old demasted wooden sailboat made her way through the French Harbour channel to seek out Seth Arch’s dry dock for repairs and respite after losing her mast in a heavy Pacific blow on her way from Seattle, heading for Grand Cayman. On board was a cassette tape with two real fine songs written especially for the “Goldfield” as she was planned to be returned to Grand Cayman where she had been built in the 30’s, and become a national treasure. Well, I learned both songs, and played the “duppy “song alot for my kids who loved very much to hear it. I wanted to include the song in honor of my kids and so they can pass it down to their children. Over the previous decades the Goldfield had hauled more than her share of coconuts, turtles, and cargo, along with winning plenty of old time regattas. By the time of her arrival to Roatan she was a little too worse for wear and never had the chance to properly represent the Cayman Islands. After much expense and repair the crew were finally able to get the “Goldfield” back to where she had been built. I heard she later came to rest sunk down in Hog Sty Bay.

4. Sin Saldo: Here on the island with the advent of cell phones and the accompanying phone cards with which to get some minutes (saldo) on a cellular for a price of course. Well, it hasn’t been unusual for a ladyfriend to ask her favorite guy from time to time if he could in some way provide her with some minutos for her phone. Thus the topic of this song is the different ways which this can be accomplished. I do notice that in the song listeners will hear the repeated line “baby please buy me one card” but it sounds more like “car”. Please understand once the ladies can keep making their phone calls they won’t be asking for any car. But of course a little taxi fare wouldn’t hurt.

5. Lobster Song: Back in the late 70’s war broke out in Nicaragua. The lobster boats of the Bay Islands had been trapping in Nicaraguan waters for years. The advent of war over there didn’t halt the boats and for the next few years permits to Honduran boats were still issued. When carpenter work was slow and my family was preparing welcome a new member, in 1980 I made one trip lobstering with my friend Capt Danny Borden on the Lady Malvina to Nicaraguan waters, my only landfall in that country being the few times we discharged product and reprovisioned in Big Corn Island. This song I wrote a couple of years later had more to do with the trials and tribulations experienced by the Captain and crews of the boats fishing over there in the following years. While rebuilding boats down by the commercial docks of Agua Azul during those subsequent years, I on more than one occasion saw commercial lobster boats return to port shot full of holes. Some wild times for lobster fishermen of that era.

6. Paranoid Blues: In fall of 1987 when work was slow for me on the island I had an opportunity to be involved with the rebuilding of a 94 ft. Fed Ship yacht in Miami and make some dollars to send home. I first boarded the yacht where she was tied up in a little port named Lantana, Florida south of West Palm. We weren’t there long before heading down to the Miami River where the real work started. But during my brief sojourn in Lantana and the few occasions walking around that area I sure picked up weird vibes from some of the people who there I briefly met.

7. 800 Mile Sea Trial: You know, in the early 1990’s the late great Mr. Albert Jackson purchased a ship up in Tampa specifically to totally refurbish and put into service on the freight run between French Harbour, Roatan and Tampa. It was an ambitious undertaking to say the least the ship having been layed up for years in the bay. Mr. Albert asked me to head up the carpenter oriented work to be done on board. Myself, son Ben and Basilio Green traveled up to Florida from the island on the Roatan Express along with a multitude of island men signing on in different capacities to help get the ship in shape enough to make way to Roatan where the work wasto be completed in home port. After a two month beehive of activity on board by a vast array of qualified tradesmen the vessel passed Coast Guard inspection and was deemed fit to go to sea. The subsequent journey to French Harbour on the Bay Island Express is the topic of this song.

8. Columbia Rock: Was written in the early 90’s. When the presence of cocaine reared its ugly head around the islands in the mid 1980’s it was soon figured how to mix the product with baking soda, cook and produce smokeable “crack”. The resulting immediate negative impact the availability of this abomination had on the Bay Islands would be hard to quantify. It was difficult to witness family, friends and members of the community young and old dissolve so rapidly into deranged shadows of their former selves. Concerned citizens held marches against it. This was more than twenty years ago….. And today….????

9. Open Boat: just a daydream conceived on my front porch in French Harbour feelin’ that east wind blowing and looking out to sea.

10.Blue Marlin Fever: written for and about one of my favorite friends and mentors, French Harbour’s own Dudley DV Woods, fisherman second to none. He gave me the opportunity to go along on at least two fishing tournament trips down to Utila some years ago. A good time had by all. This song was put together as all good fishin stories go, “picking up a little here and a little there, a couple fish fries and you’re almost there…..”

11. Crackheads in Paradise: From the farthest reaches of the islands, east to west, rich or poor, virtually every man, woman and child has at one time or another seen some item of personal property suddenly vanish. This at the hands of unrepentant, relentless individuals whose only waking focus being that next hit off of a crack pipe. This song is a semi humerous look at an absurd topic.

12. Puttin’ in Time: A song as an observation, its first seeds of creation started around the time of the Mel Zalaya ouster a few years back, and completed a few years later. No intention to deride anyone or anything, “just speaking the facts, maam, just speaking the facts”.