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Dirtbag Republic

by Dirtbag Republic

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    Uber Rock - 3 writers Best Of 2015 albums
    TheRockPit.net - Best Of 2015 Albums

    Classic Rock Magazine - 8/10

    Uberrock.co.uk: "'I Have Nothing' that really hit me first listen and is my current favourite song. With a chorus so catchy you will need a frontal lobotomy to get it outta your head. In to Monroe territory again and a tasty Social Distortion guitar break makes it a classic glitter trash anthem in my book."

    "Hazard and Wood manage to pull off the near impossible for two forty-somethings and deliver an album that sounds like snotty teenagers with starry eyes, playing trashy, soon to be hits. From the bedroom to the clubs and the gutters inbetween, they re-live their youth and you will join them."

    "I can safely say there's not one bad track on this gem of an album and if like me you love sleazy rock 'n' roll with heaps of soul then you need this album in your life."

    Bucketlistmusicreviews.com: "Dirtbag Republic’s self-titled debut is a straightforward, no-frills, rock record that will no doubt satisfy fans hungry for some head-banging riffs and sing-along choruses. Combining the sleaziness of Aerosmith with some punk-ish attitude, the band delivers a great rock record with some youthful energy" Rating 8/10

    Sleazeroxx.com: "Bringing the fun and swagger back to rock n’ roll — that is what I think of when I listen to Dirtbag Republic‘s self-titled debut album. Dirtbag Republic starts off fast and strong, and simply never lets up. If you like the first track “Can You Feel It” — and what is not to like about a sleazy rocker with a big guitar sound and Hanoi Rocks like swagger — odds are you’re going to like every track on the album because every track is similar in terms of being a straight forward sleazy dirty rocker. In other words, if you like one song on Dirtbag Republic, you’ll like them all!"

    "If you like sleaze type rock, picking up Dirtbag Republic‘s debut album is a no brainer — end of story"

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1.
Can you feel it (Hazard/Wood) Can you feel it It's hot outside Like New York on a summer night I can see you standing there Let me guess that you want to fight? Run as fast you can Don't look back like a man Don't be the hero running Gotta get out, but it's not my time I am so sick and tired of Always being called a liar I cannot take it anymore Can we just sit and talk Instead of always squawking So I'm not forced right out that door I'm so tired now This isn't fun My condition is CSD I feel like bailing On you now But It's not a reality Run as fast you can Don't look back like a man Don't be the hero running Gotta get out, but it's not my time I am so sick and tired of Always being called a liar I cannot take it anymore Can we just sit and talk Instead of always squawking So I'm not forced right out that door
2.
I Have Nothing (Hazard/Wood) I wrote this song cuz' there is nothing left My heart is black and blue, so sail that sunken chest The sea is drained of all my salt and I've got nothing in the bank You have racked out all my credit cards and I have you to thank I have nothing, no shoes are on my feet I'm penniless, a vagabond and there's no one to blame but me You - counted my cards, that was plain to me My life, is left in shards goddamn you bourgeoisie The sea is drained all of my salt and I've got nothing in the bank You have maxed out all my credit cards and I have you to thank I have nothing, no shoes are on my feet I'm penniless, a vagabond and there's no one to blame but me At times it seemed you would not throw it all away cause I had myself believing that I'd convert you from the stray from lack of trust or who knows why, at this point why bother try please go on if you must and destroy another guy I'm outta and here and you know why I have nothing, no shoes are on my feet I'm penniless, a vagabond and there's no one to blame but me I have nothing, no shoes are on my feet I'm penniless, a vagabond and there's no one to blame but me
3.
I Don’t Believe (Hazard/Wood) Everything little thing that I used to do Revolved around what I thought was you Oh I don’t know what I was thinking that year. Everything little thing that I used to do Revolved around what I thought was you Now I don’t believe, now I don’t believe it Oh I need a glass of water to wash the crap that you constantly fed me and you tell me about some other guy that doesn’t know what he is in for Every little thing that I hoped for you Every little thing that I hoped you do You sabotage it, because that’s what you do Every little thing that I hoped for you Every little thing that I hoped you do You sabotage it, Ya’ you sabotage it Oh I need a glass of water to wash the crap that you constantly fed me and you tell me about some other guy that doesn’t know what he is in for
4.
Sky is falling Hazard/Wood The sky is falling The sky is falling On me today I hear you calling But I won’t be falling for another word you say and the story goes How was I to know? Was the end of the road Cuz when I’d see you looking into my eyes I could see you’re scared And I don’t how you could still deny, what was in your In your heart The sky is falling As your eyes are talking The words all crumble On the day you stumbled The sky is falling Your eyes are talking Still talking to me Still talking to me I heard you crying Like your dreams were over Saw you slip away It was petrifying to come face to face To another empty day and the story goes How was I to know? Was the end of the road Cuz when I’d see you looking into my eyes I could see you’re scared C And I don’t how you could still deny, what was in your In your heart The sky is falling As your eyes are talking The words all crumble On the day you stumbled The sky is falling Your eyes are talking Still talking to me Still talking to me
5.
Socialize 03:14
Socialize (Wood/Hazard) While you socialize, I pay for your addiction It’s a growing price, it’s a shame to see you wasting All your time, you’re wasting in the bathroom You’ll form a line, your hairline starts increasing All this time I thought you would socialize There was a time I thought you didn’t mind All this time I thought you would socialize There was a time I thought you didn’t mind didn’t mind didn’t mind didn’t mind Why’d you cut your hair, you’re looking like a pigeon You ain’t so square, cuz I know what you’ve been itchin’ If you cram it in, you can get the fuck outta my place On your dirty sofa you’re all alone and trippin’ All this time I thought you would socialize There was a time I thought you didn’t mind All this time I thought you would socialize There was a time I thought you didn’t mind didn’t mind didn’t mind didn’t mind
6.
Give Me A Taste Wood/Hazard Down in Texas I got busted, And left for dead without any bail I was nailed to a cross and started growing some moss I feel tired and uninspired So come on over and lets get wired I had a black friend who wore a dress He blew his mind on Amyl and Ex He bailed me out, but who’d ever guess He was a drag queen without intent He shacked me up, and he shacked me down I made it with all his pretty friends I’ll make it with all your friends, enough said Give me a taste Of that old dog 20/20 Give me a taste Of that old dog 20/20 I came home, skinny as rake Got a coffee and my hands start to shake I was nailed to a cross and started growing some moss I feel tired and uninspired So come on over and lets get wired I had a black friend who wore a dress He blew his mind on Amyl and Ex He bailed me out, but who’d ever guess He was a drag queen without intent He shacked me up, and he shacked me down I made it with all his pretty friends I’ll make it with all your friends, enough said Give me a taste Of that old dog 20/20 Give me a taste Of that old dog 20/20
7.
Exits & Dangers Wood/Hazard/Stefanson Why don’t you sit right back and tell us what you’ve done I don’t care if the federalis have you on the run You know got to give yourself up to the man in black And you know you cannot behave like a spoiled little brat with your hat on backwards your pants hanging past your ass not that it matters cuz you better give respect to the man at the end of your day Exits and dangers and possible strangers So stop this while you can, before it is too late Exits and dangers and possible strangers Stop this while you can, before it is your fate I know a guy down the road who stole all his stache of peruvian coke and didn’t live to tell another day, let be that a lesson for you to take away Exits and dangers and possible strangers So stop this while you can, before it is too late Exits and dangers and possible strangers Stop this while you can, before it is your fate
8.
Leave The Lights On (Hazard/Wood) I’ve been passing the time of day that trails off into years Like the fog of war inside your mind after way too many beers Old man still has the rock but times changed for the worst Music business is destroyed, being cool becomes a curse Do you feel it now Do you feel it now Like the soul being sucked right through the top of your head We’re gonna leave the lights on Leave the lights on at home We’re gonna leave the lights on Leave the lights on at home I remember the times we’d rock, so hard that we’d feel ill While guys were standing in the back of the club with their arms crossed standing still Grunge scene it came and went, bandwagons were the rage Give me Hanoi Rocks any day or night or year or any age Do you feel it now Do you feel it now Like the soul being sucked right through the top of your head We’re gonna leave the lights on Leave the lights on at home We’re gonna leave the lights on Leave the lights on at home
9.
No Reason For Loving You (Hazard/Wood) Oh yeah, Uh Huh!, Get out town as fast as you can I don’t really care I’ve had all I can stand Shots from the left, shots from the right Bitch gone crazy I’m leaving tonight I'm leaving tonight, ya’ i’m leaving I’m leaving tonight, tonight I got No reason for loving for you No reason for loving for you I don’t have a single feeling for any part of you I’ve got no reason for loving you Start a new life as fast as I can All I can hope is beat the dealer's hand Hope she don’t follow, that would bad Endless cycle of good gone to bad I'm leaving tonight, ya’ i’m leaving I’m leaving tonight, tonight I got No reason for loving for you No reason for loving for you I don’t have a single feeling for any part of you I’ve got no reason for loving you
10.
Aloha Lover 04:02
Aloha Lover (Hazard/Wood) I can’t take any more of your self righteous, destructive fantasy world That’s right, I will not fight for you or what you stand for Because it’s so screwed up, it’s like a messed up dream You know sometimes it borderlines obscene How many more times will you come back to me, not this time you see Aloh, Aloha Lover Aloh, Aloha Lover Aloh, Aloha Lover Aloh, Aloha Lover Recycled blathering, hypocritical, condescending, try to chip away at my mind No more, I put a padlock on the door to my heart And you’ll never see the key at least from me again You know sometimes it borderlines obscene How many more times will you come back to me, not this time you see Aloh, Aloha Lover Aloh, Aloha Lover Aloh, Aloha Lover Aloh, Aloha Lover It’s like a messed up dream, a narcissistic scheme It’s like a messed up dream, a narcissistic scheme Oh It’s like a messed up dream, a narcissistic scheme Aloha Lover Alo-ha Lo-ver, Yeah eeya
11.
Little Boys In Blue Jones/Cook I'm just a honky peck little piggy boy Little boys in blue, they got a job to do In a uniform, They tell you what to do They help old ladies across the street Direct the traffic on the street It's just a job like yours and mine But you’re always working overtime You could join anytime Just as long as you tow the line And you're up to six feet tall And you look a fucking fool, Oh And when they’re walking on the beat I’d like to know what they all think There’s a sod out in the cold Come on, let’s go and give him a bull We’ll take him down to bleeding yard We’ll find out if he’s fucking on Special patrol, license to kill Little town, they’ll beat you well They don’t care who they blame All they bother’s who they name, excuse me Little boys like you (x7)
12.
Minister & the angel (Michael Cote) Your mother pulled a spoon out of the drawer I used to see you hangin out beside the general store Oh yeah, In the rain You were dreaming of a river of what you couldn’t afford The minister gave a sermon on tv Said, get ready for the final retribution It didn’t mean a lot to me The demons haunt me as I lay awake in bed You were an angel I suppose I saw you standing with your thumb out on the road You’re looking weary, when you’re looking for someone to drive you home Laying in the hospital with a wheeze You were dreaming of a river, they told me that I may not live The minister and the angel took me home Gave me shelter The minister came to forgive The demons haunt me as I lay awake in bed You were an angel I suppose I saw you standing with your thumb out on the road You’re looking weary, when you’re looking for someone to drive you home You were standing in the rain yeah, In the cold you were an angel I suppose You were a fallen down angel on the road you were an angel I suppose

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A sleazy/bluesy/punky slice of heaven. Crank it for maximum effect!

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released September 30, 2015

Produced by Sandy Hazard & Mick Wood
Recorded and Engineered by Sandy Hazard at Hazmat Studios, Port Moody, BC
Additional Engineering by Stu McKillop at Rain City Recorders, Vancouver, BC
Mixed & Mastered by Stu McKillop at Rain City Recorders, Vancouver, BC

Sandy Hazard - Vocals and Drums
Mick Wood - Rhythm & Lead Guitars

Session Players:
Steve Bratz - Bass Guitar
Roger Salloum - Piano
Brian Nicholl - Pedal Steel Guitar

All songs written by Hazard/Wood except *

* Little Boys In Blue - By Steve Jones and Paul Cook
Copyright Steve Jones And Paul Cook
* Minister & The Angel - Michael Cote - SOCAN
* Exits & Dangers - Wood/Hazard/Stefanson - SOCAN

Mick Wood would like to thank:
Cornstars: Bud Omstead, Davy Blessin, John Dekker, Darren Simcoe, "Uncle" Bill Macneill. Eugene and Mike at Bully's, Al Stetch and John Mcmillan for care and attention to details. Dave Sohn at Sohn Stringed Instruments. Brian Nicholl for laying down some great steel. Kings Music and Long and Mcquade in Abby.Joseph Norville at the Flying Tomato in Denton,Tx for inspiration. And special thanks to Sandy and Tristen Hyde.

Sandy Hazard would like to thank:
My lovely wife Tristen Hyde for putting up with our racket for months. Mick Wood for jacking the sleaze up to ten, Steve Bratz & Roger Solloum for your killer input. Bil Mcrackin, Fil Mcrackin and AC Mcrackin...Punk RnR Friends for life! Chris Damien Doll and Andii Vamp for the feedback behind the scenes. Rob “Vice” Furland, The Hyde & Phelps Families, Andrew Cairns for everything you’ve done and continue to do. Stu McKillop & Rain City Recorders for doing an amazing job. Curtis & Doug Scheck & The GRC Gang, Greg MacDonald & the TSG crew, The late Mike Cote for writing an amazing song. Olivier at Sleaze Roxx

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Dirtbag Republic Vancouver, British Columbia

Vancouver sleaze rockers deliver punishing sleazy tunes along the lines of Hanoi Rocks, D Generation, Aerosmith, NY Dolls.

The bands 2015 & 2017 albums were critically well received and ended up on several 2015/2017 best of lists.
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