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Hard Times

by Kike Jambalaya

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1.
I DON'T WANT YOUR MILLIONS MISTER (Jim Garland) I DON'T WANT YOUR MILLIONS, MISTER, I DON'T WANT YOUR DIAMOND RING. ALL I WANT IS THE RIGHT TO LIVE, MISTER, GIVE ME BACK MY JOB AGAIN. NOW, I DON'T WANT YOUR ROLLS-ROYCE, MISTER, I DON'T WANT YOUR PLEASURE YACHT. ALL I WANT'S JUST FOOD FOR MY BABIES, GIVE TO ME MY OLD JOB BACK. WE WORKED TO BUILD THIS COUNTRY, MISTER, WHILE YOU ENJOYED A LIFE OF EASE. YOU'VE STOLEN ALL THAT WE BUILT, MISTER, NOW OUR CHILDREN STARVE AND FREEZE. SO, I DON'T WANT YOUR MILLIONS, MISTER, I DON'T WANT YOUR DIAMOND RING. ALL I WANT IS THE RIGHT TO LIVE, MISTER, GIVE ME BACK MY JOB AGAIN. THINK ME DUMB IF YOU WISH, MISTER, CALL ME GREEN, OR BLUE, OR RED. THIS ONE THING I SURE KNOW, MISTER, MY HUNGRY BABIES MUST BE FED. TAKE THE TWO OLD PARTIES, MISTER, NO DIFFERENCE IN THEM I CAN SEE. BUT WITH A FARMER-LABOR PARTY WE COULD SET THE PEOPLE FREE. SO, I DON'T WANT YOUR MILLIONS, MISTER, I DON'T WANT YOUR DIAMOND RING. ALL I WANT IS THE RIGHT TO LIVE, MISTER, GIVE ME BACK MY JOB AGAIN.
2.
John Henry 04:57
JOHN HENRY (Tradicional) JOHN HENRY HE COULD HAMMER,
 HE COULD WHISTLE, HE COULD SING HE WENT TO THE MOUNTAIN EARLY IN THE MORNIN'
 JUST TO HEAR HIS HAMMER RING, LORD, LORD
 JUST TO HEAR HIS HAMMER RING.
 WHEN JOHN HENRY WAS A LITTLE BABY,
 SITTIN' ON HIS DADDY'S KNEE 
HE PICKED UP A HAMMER, A LITTLE PIECE OF STEEL,
 SAID HAMMER BE THE DEATH OF ME, LORD, LORD
 SAID HAMMER BE THE DEATH OF ME
 WHEN JOHN HENRY'S FAM'LY NEEDED MONEY,
 SAID HE DIDN'T HAVE BUT A DIME 
IF YOU WAIT 'TIL THE RED SUN GOES DOWN
 I'LL GET IT FROM THE MAN IN THE MINE, LORD, LORD 
I'LL GET IT FROM THE MAN IN THE MINE
 WELL JOHN HENRY WENT TO THE CAPTAIN
 SAID THE CAPTAIN, WHAT CAN YOU DO 
I CAN HOIST A JACK, I CAN LAY A TRACK 
I CAN PICK AND SHOVEL TOO, LORD, LORD
 I CAN PICK AND SHOVEL TOO
 WELL THE CAPTAIN SAID TO JOHN HENRY,
 I´M GONNA BRING ME A STEAM DRILL 'ROUND
 GONNA BRING ME A STEAM DRILL OUT ON THE JOB 
I´M GONNA WHUP THAT STEEL ON DOWN,LORD,LORD
 WHUP THAT STEEL ON DOWN WELL JOHN HENRY SAID TO THE CAPTAIN, 
LOOKA YONDER WHAT I SEE,
 HOLE DONE CHOKE, DRILL DONE BROKE,
 AND YOU CAN'T DRIVE STEEL LIKE ME, LORD, LORD
 CAN'T DRIVE STEEL LIKE ME 
OH NO, YOU CAN'T DRIVE STEEL LIKE ME, NO NO 
CAN'T DRIVE STEEL LIKE ME WELL JOHN HENRY DROVE INTO THE MOUNTAIN,
 HIS HAMMER WAS STRIKIN' FIRE 
HE DROVE SO HARD HE BROKE HIS POOR HEART
 AND HE LAID DOWN HIS HAMMER AND HE DIED, LORD, LORD
 LAID DOWN HIS HAMMER AND HE DIED
 HE LAID DOWN HIS HAMMER AND HE DIED, GREAT GOD
 LAID DOWN HIS HAMMER AND HE DIED OH THEY TOOK JOHN HENRY TO THE WHITE HOUSE
 AND THEY BURIED HIM IN THE SAND 
EVERY LOCOMOTIVE COME ROARIN' BY 
SAYS THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN, LORD, LORD
 THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN
 SAYS THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN, LORD, LORD
 THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN SAYS THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN, LORD, LORD THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN
3.
BROTHER, CAN YOU SPARE A DIME? (E. Y. Yip Harburg / Jay Gorney) THEY USED TO TELL ME I WAS BUILDING A DREAM AND SO I FOLLOWED THE MOB WHEN THERE WAS EARTH TO PLOW OR GUNS TO BEAR I WAS ALWAYS THERE, RIGHT THERE ON THE JOB THEY USED TO TELL ME I WAS BUILDING A DREAM WITH PEACE AND GLORY AHEAD WHY SHOULD I BE STANDING IN LINE JUST WAITING FOR BREAD ONCE I BUILT A RAILROAD, I MADE IT RUN I MADE IT RUN AGAINST TIME ONCE I BUILT A RAILROAD AND NOW IT´S DONE BUDDY CAN YOU SPARE A DIME? ONCE I BUILT A TOWER WAY UP TO THE SUN WITH BRICKS AND MORTAR AND LIME ONCE I BUILT A RAILROAD AND NOW IT´S DONE BROTHER CAN YOU SPARE A DIME? ONCE IN KHAKI SUITS, GEE WE LOOKED SWELL FULL OF THAT YANKEE DOODLY DUM HALF A MILLION BOOTS WENT FLOGGING THROUGH HELL I WAS THE KID WITH THE DRUM OH SAY, DONT YOU REMEMBER? YOU CALLED ME “AL ” IT WAS “AL ” ALL THE TIME SAY, DONT YOU REMEMBER? I WAS YOUR PAL BUDDY, CAN YOU SPARE A DIME? SAY, DONT YOU REMEMBER? YOU CALLED ME “AL ” IT WAS “AL ” ALL THE TIME SAY, DONT YOU REMEMBER? I WAS YOUR PAL BUDDY, CAN YOU SPARE A DIME? BUDDY, CAN YOU SPARE A DIME?
4.
EVERYTHING IS BROKEN (Bob Dylan) BROKEN LINES BROKEN STRINGS BROKEN THREADS BROKEN SPRINGS BROKEN IDOLS BROKEN HEADS PEOPLE SLEEPING IN BROKEN BEDS AIN'T NO USE JIVING AIN'T NO USE JOKING EVERYTHING IS BROKEN. BROKEN BOTTLES BROKEN PLATES BROKEN SWITCHES BROKEN GATES BROKEN DISHES BROKEN PARTS STREETS ARE FILLED WITH BROKEN HEARTS BROKEN WORDS NEVER MEANT TO BE SPOKEN EVERYTHING IS BROKEN. SEEM LIKE EVERY TIME YOU STOP AND TURN AROUND SOMETHING ELSE JUST HIT THE GROUND BROKEN CUTTERS BROKEN SAWS BROKEN BUCKLES BROKEN LAWS BROKEN BODIES BROKEN BONES BROKEN VOICES ON BROKEN PHONES TAKE A DEEP BREATH FEEL LIKE YOU'RE CHOKIN' EVERYTHING IS BROKEN. EVERYTIME YOU LEAVE AND GO OFF SOMEPLACE THINGS FALL TO PIECES IN MY FACE BROKEN HANDS ON BROKEN PLOUGHS BROKEN TREATIES BROKEN VOWS BROKEN PIPES BROKEN TOLOS PEOPLE BENDING BROKEN RULES HOUND DOG HOWLING BULLFROG CROAKING EVERYTHING IS BROKEN.
5.
HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE (Stephen Foster) LET US PAUSE IN LIFE'S PLEASURES AND COUNT ITS MANY TEARS, WHILE WE ALL SUP SORROW WITH THE POOR; THERE'S A SONG THAT WILL LINGER FOREVER IN OUR EARS; OH! HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE. 'TIS THE SONG, THE SIGH OF THE WEARY, HARD TIMES, HARD TIMES, COME AGAIN NO MORE MANY DAYS YOU HAVE LINGERED AROUND MY CABIN DOOR; OH! HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE. WHILE WE SEEK MIRTH AND BEAUTY AND MUSIC LIGHT AND GAY, THERE ARE FRAIL FORMS FAINTING AT THE DOOR; THOUGH THEIR VOICES ARE SILENT, THEIR PLEADING LOOKS WILL SAY OH! HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE. 'TIS THE SONG, THE SIGH OF THE WEARY, HARD TIMES, HARD TIMES, COME AGAIN NO MORE MANY DAYS YOU HAVE LINGERED AROUND MY CABIN DOOR; OH! HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE.
6.
FOLSOM PRISON BLUES (Johnny Cash) I HEAR THE TRAIN A COMIN' IT'S ROLLING ROUND THE BEND AND I AIN'T SEEN THE SUNSHINE SINCE I DON'T KNOW WHEN, I'M STUCK IN FOLSOM PRISON, AND TIME KEEPS DRAGGIN' ON BUT THAT TRAIN KEEPS A ROLLIN' ON DOWN TO SAN ANTON. WHEN I WAS JUST A BABY MY MAMA TOLD ME. SON, ALWAYS BE A GOOD BOY, DON'T EVER PLAY WITH GUNS. BUT I SHOT A MAN IN RENO JUST TO WATCH HIM DIE WHEN I HEAR THAT WHISTLE BLOWING I HANG MY HEAD AND CRY.. I BET THERE'S RICH FOLKS EATING IN A FANCY DINING CAR PROBABLY DRINKIN' COFFEE, AND SMOKING BIG CIGARS. WELL I KNOW I HAD IT COMING, I KNOW I CAN'T BE FREE BUT THOSE PEOPLE KEEP A MOVIN' AND THAT'S WHAT TORTURES ME... WELL IF THEY'D FREE ME FROM THIS PRISON, IF THAT RAILROAD TRAIN WAS MINE BET I'D MOVE IT ON A LITTLE, FURTHER DOWN THE LINE FAR FROM FOLSOM PRISON, THAT'S WHERE I WANT TO STAY AND I'D LET THAT LONESOME WHISTLE BLOW MY BLUES AWAY.....
7.
Crossroads 06:09
CROSSROADS (Robert Johnson) I WENT DOWN TO THE CROSSROADS, FELL DOWN ON MY KNEE I WENT DOWN TO THE CROSSROADS, FELL DOWN ON MY KNEE ASKED THE LORD ABOVE FOR MERCY, "SAVE ME IF YOU PLEASE." I WENT DOWN TO THE CROSSROADS, TRIED TO FLAG A RIDE I WENT DOWN TO THE CROSSROADS, TRIED TO FLAG A RIDE NOBODY SEEMED TO KNOW ME, EVERYBODY PASSED BY. I´M GOING DOWN TO ROSEDALE, TAKE MY RIDER BY MY SIDE I´M GOING DOWN TO ROSEDALE, TAKE MY RIDER BY MY SIDE YOU CAN STILL BUY A HOUSE, BABY, ON THE RIVERSIDE. YOU CAN RUN, YOU CAN RUN, TELL MY FRIEND-BOY WILLIE BROWN. YOU CAN RUN, YOU CAN RUN, TELL MY FRIEND-BOY WILLIE BROWN. AND I'M STANDING AT THE CROSSROADS, BELIEVE I'M SINKING DOWN.
8.
Burning Hell 06:34
BURNING HELL (Bernard Besman / John Lee Hooker ) I'M GOING DOWN TO THE CHURCH HOUSE GET DOWN ON A BENDED KNEE DEACON JONES PRAY FOR ME DEACON JONES PLEASE PRAY FOR ME MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN MAYBE THERE AINT NO HELL MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN NO BURNING HELL NO I'M GOING DOWN TO THE CROSS ROADS WITH NO DEVIL WELL I'LL MAKE A DEAL I'M GOING DOWN TO THE CROSS ROADS WITH NO DEVIL WELL I'LL MAKE A DEAL MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN NO BURNING HELL MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN NO BURNING HELL NO WHEN I DIE WHERE WILL I GO? WHEN I DIE WHERE WILL I GO? SOMEBODY TELL ME SOMEBODY TELL ME SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME WHERE WILL I GO? MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN MAYBE THERE AINT NO HELL NO HELL NO BURNING HELL MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN MAYBE THERE AINT NO HELL NO HELL NO BURNING HELL
9.
I THINK IT'S GOING TO RAIN TODAY (Randy Newman) BROKEN WINDOWS AND EMPTY HALLWAYS A PALE DEAD MOON IN THE SKY STREAKED WITH GRAY HUMAN KINDNESS IS OVERFLOWING AND I THINK IT'S GOING TO RAIN TODAY SCARECROWS DRESSED IN THE LATEST STYLES WITH FROZEN SMILES TO CHASE LOVE AWAY HUMAN KINDNESS IS OVERFLOWING AND I THINK IT'S GOING TO RAIN TODAY LONELY, LONELY TIN CAN AT MY FEET THINK I'LL KICK IT DOWN THE STREET THAT'S THE WAY TO TREAT A FRIEND BRIGHT BEFORE ME THE SIGNS IMPLORE ME TO HELP THE NEEDY AND SHOW THEM THE WAY HUMAN KINDNESS IS OVERFLOWING AND I THINK IT'S GOING TO RAIN TODAY
10.
HERE COMES THAT RAINBOW AGAIN (Kris Kristofferson) THE SCENE WAS A SMALL ROADSIDE CAFE, THE WAITRESS WAS SWEEPING THE FLOOR. TWO TRUCK DRIVERS DRINKING THEIR COFFEE. AND TWO OKIE KIDS BY THE DOOR. "HOW MUCH ARE THEM CANDIES?" THEY ASKED HER. "HOW MUCH HAVE YOU GOT?" SHE REPLIED. "WE'VE ONLY A PENNY BETWEEN US." "THEM'S TWO FOR A PENNY," SHE LIED. AND THE DAYLIGHT GREW HEAVY WITH THUNDER, WITH THE SMELL OF THE RAIN ON THE WIND. AIN'T IT JUST LIKE A HUMAN. HERE COMES THAT RAINBOW AGAIN. ONE TRUCK DRIVER CALLED TO THE WAITRESS, AFTER THE KIDS WENT OUTSIDE. "THEM CANDIES AIN'T TWO FOR A PENNY." "SO WHAT'S IT TO YOU?" SHE REPLIED. IN SILENCE THEY FINISHED THEIR COFFEE, AND GOT UP AND NODDED GOODBYE. SHE CALLED: "HEY, YOU LEFT TOO MUCH MONEY!" "SO WHAT'S IT TO YOU?" THEY REPLIED. AND THE DAYLIGHT WAS HEAVY WITH THUNDER, WITH THE SMELL OF THE RAIN ON THE WIND. AIN'T IT JUST LIKE A HUMAN. HERE COMES THAT RAINBOW AGAIN.
11.
REASON TO BELIEVE (Bruce Springsteen) SEEN A MAN STANDIN' OVER A DEAD DOG BY THE HIGHWAY IN A DITCH LOOKIN' DOWN KINDA PUZZLED POU KIN' THAT DOG WITH A STICK GOT HIS CAR DOOR FLUNG OPEN HE'S STANDIN' OUT ON HIGHWAY 31 IF HE STOOD THERE LONG ENOUGH THAT DOG'D GET UP AND RUN IT STRUACK ME KINDA FUNNY, FUNNY SIR TO ME HOW AT THE END OF EVERY HARD EARNED DAY PEOPLE FIND SOME REASON TO BELIEVE MARY LOU LOVED JOHNNY A LOVE MEAN AND TRUE SHE SAID " I'LL WORK FOR YOU EVERY DAY, BRING MY MONEY HOME TO YOU" ONE DAY HE UP AND LEFT HER AND EVER SINCE THAT SHE WAITS DOWN AT THE END OF FOR YOUNG JOHNNY TO COME BACK IT STRUCK ME KINDA FUNNY, FUNNY SIR TO ME HOW AT THE END OF EVERY HARD EARNED DAY YOU´LL FIND SOME REASON TO BELIEVE TAKE A BABY TO THE RIVER, KYLE WILLIAM THEY CALLED HIM WASH THE BABY IN THE WATER, TAKE AWAY LITTLE KYLE'S SIN IN A WHITEWASH SHOTGUN SHACK AN OLD MAN PASSES AWAY TAKE HIS BODY TO THE GRAVEYARD, OVER HIM THEY PRAY CONGREGATION GATHERS DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE PREACHER STANDS WITH A BIBLE, GROOM STANDS WAITIN' FOR HIS BRIDE CONGREGATION GONE AND THE SUN SETS BEHIND A WEEPIN' WILLOW TREE GROOM STANDS ALONE AND WATCHES THE RIVER RUSH ON… SO EFFORTLESSLY IT STRUCK ME KINDA FUNNY, FUNNY SIR TO ME HOW AT THE END OF EVERY HARD EARNED DAY PEOPLE FIND SOME REASON TO BELIEVE
12.
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE (Tom Waits / Kathleen Brendan) WELL THE MOON IS BROKEN AND THE SKY IS CRACKED COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE THE ONLY THINGS THAT YOU CAN SEE IS ALL THAT YOU LACK COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE ALL YOUR CRYIN DON'T DO NO GOOD, COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE COME DOWN OFF THE CROSS WE CAN USE THE WOOD COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE, COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE THE WORLD IS NOT MY HOME I'M JUST A PASSIN THRU COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE THERE'S NO LIGHT IN THE TUNNEL NO IRONS IN THE FIRE COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE AND YOUR SINGIN LEAD SOPRANO IN A JUNKMAN'S CHOIR YOU GOTTA COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE DOES LIFE SEEM NASTY, BRUTISH AND SHORT COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE THE SEAS ARE STORMY AND YOU CAN'T FIND NO PORT COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE, COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE THE WORLD IS NOT MY HOME I'M JUST A PASSIN THRU COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE THERE'S NOTHIN IN THE WORLD THAT YOU CAN DO YOU GOTTA COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE AND YOU BEEN WHIPPED BY THE FORCES THAT ARE INSIDE YOU COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE WELL YOU'RE HIGH ON TOP OF YOUR MOUNTAIN OF WOE COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE WELL YOU KNOW YOU SHOULD SURRENDER BUT YOU CAN'T LET IT GO YOU GOTTA COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE, COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE THE WORLD IS NOT MY HOME I'M JUST A PASSIN THRU COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE

about

Kike Jambalaya is one of the most outstanding, possibly the most significant rock’n’roll artist in Spain. And surely many rock’n’roll fans, especially in Madrid, would have no doubts about this statement. But those who have been following Enrique throughout his career are aware that he has many facets. From his early work from the second half of the 80’s, this singer and multi-instrumentalist has touched on many different genres. To put it another way, he has worn many hats. And what is more important, he looks good in all of them. This is perhaps because a diversification of styles seems to be natural, almost inevitable for Kike. His aesthetic vision is wide-ranging and invariably uninfluenced by the constant changes and passing fashions of an ever more complex pop scene. Kike feels the music he plays. He believes in his songs. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t even bother to hum along to them, and he certainly wouldn’t play them live or record them.
His new work, “Hard Times" – obviously not a title chosen by chance – eloquently reaffirms one of the most spiritual aspects of Enrique´s artistic range. Using exciting recreations, not mere versions, he gives us his personal manifesto for how to get through life and, in passing, he sings to us about the never-ending human condition. An opportune journey through hard times – have there been times that weren’t hard? – with timeless songs that are filled with profound messages of pain and desolation, and, at least in a couple of them, a glimmer of hope.

It is a long musical journey. From ”Hard Times", written by Stephen Foster in 1854, revisiting on the way Woody Guthrie and Pete Seeger’s Almanac Singers, Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash, Kris Kristofferson, Randy Newman, John Lee Hooker, Tom Waits and even The Boss, Bruce Springsteen.
He also touches on the deep and ominous blues of Robert Johnson; the traditional work-song of the "activist and then artist" Harry Belafonte, as he defined himself; and the most emblematic song of the depression, "Brother, can you spare a dime?", complete with its Bing Crosby finale.
I think “Hard Times" should be listened to carefully, but, above all, it should be felt because it is a sincere emotional experience that will leave no one indifferent. It is moving in its anger, its tenderness and in its implicit and explicit contradictions. To paraphrase Kristofferson in one of the songs from the album, "...ain’t it just like a human?..."

As I said at the beginning of these notes, Kike Jambalaya is an excellent rock’n’roll singer and musician. Fortunately for all of us, he is much more than that. “Hard Times " is no more and no less than the evidence of this. We look forward to more in the future.


Danny Faux.
Madrid, March 2016.



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released May 16, 2016

Produced by Kike Jambalaya

Recorded and mixed by Kike Jambalaya at The Music Room, Alpedrete, Madrid
Crossroads recorded at Bogui Jazz by Eduardo Blanco
Mastered by Oscar Marañón
Photos by Carlos Siegfried
Inlay notes by Danny Faux
Danny Faux´s notes traduction by Paul House
Cover art and design by Fernanda Milán

Download link lyrics: www.kikejambalaya.com/Letras.html

I Don´t Want Your Millions Mister (Jim Garland)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, all guitars, keyboards
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

John Henry (Tradicional)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, dobro, acoustic guitar, piano
David Gwynn – Rhythm and lead guitar
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

Brother Can You Spare a Dime (E. Y. “Yip” Harburg / Jay Gorney)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, acoustic, rhythm and
lead guitar, keyboards
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

Everythig is Broken (Bob Dylan)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, acoustic, rhythm and
lead guitar, keyboards
David Gwynn – rhythm and lead guitar
Jesús Sangui – slide guitar and electric guitar
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

Hard Times Come Again No More (Stephen Foster)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, piano, acoustic, rhythm and
lead guitar, keyboards
David Gwynn – rhythm and lead guitar
Isabel Fonseca, David Miranda, Noelia Marló y
Ana Santa – choir
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

Folsom Prison Blues (Johnny Cash)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, dobro, acoustic guitar,
keyboard
David Gwynn – rhythm and lead guitar 1º solo
Jesús Sangui – rhythm and lead guitar 2º solo
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

Crossroads (Robert Johnson)
Kike Jambalaya –vocal, piano and keyboard
David Gwynn – electric guitar

Burning Hell (Bernard Besman / John Lee Hooker )
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, piano, keyboard,
dobro, all guitars
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

I Think It´s Going to Rain Today (Randy Newman)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, dobro, all guitars,
keyboards
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

Here Comes That Rainbow Again (Kris Kristofferson)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, dobro, piano, keyboards
acoustic and electric guitar,
David Gwynn - rhythm guitar
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

Reason to Believe (Bruce Springsteen)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, harmonica, piano,
Keyboards acoustic and electric guitars,
Jesús Sangui – slide and harmonica
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo – drums

Come on up to The House (Tom Waits / Kathleen Brendan)
Kike Jambalaya – vocal, piano,
acoustic and lead guitar
Nat Simons – vocal
David Gwynn - rhythm guitar
Héctor Oliveira – bass
Javier Iñigo - drums


Thanks to Danny Faux, Javier Iñigo , Hector Oliveira , David Gwynn , Jesus Sangui , Nat Simons , Isabel Fonseca , Ana Santa , David Miranda , Noelia Marlo , Oscar Marañon , Oscar de Vega , Roberto Ruíz, Paul House, Dick Angstadt , Eduardo Blanco, Miguel Angel Martinez Jimeno , Gus Martin, Fernanda Milan ... All have made possible a greater or lesser degree than Hard Times go ahead ... and , of course, Victoria and Matthew, who have encouraged me as anyone in the task with its continuous " Dad, today you end the record? "



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Kike Jambalaya Madrid, Spain

Singer, pianist and composer born in Madrid.

From 1989 to now, 2019 his musical activity has not stopped. Rock and roll, blues, country, swing, boogie.

He decided to hold an "American Trilogy" between 2013 and 2018: "Back Home Again", "Hard Times" and "Rock'n'Roll, Brother!"

Now in its 30th anniversary, it is the turn to an album in Spanish with its own compositions: "Betrayers Times"
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