If you wanna rock you rock.

Eric Hutchinson looks like this… You lure me in, innocently inviting me to give up my innermost thoughts.

Eric Hutchinson sounds like this…

Rock & Roll
He's been waiting around for the weekend
figuring which club to sneak in
fancy drinks and fifty dollar cover charge
lately it's been a big hassle
heineken and new castle
to make sure he's fitting in and living large
disregard the lies that he will tell and what he's probably like
cause it's not hard his charm is gonna get him through the night

if he wants to rock he rocks
if he wants to roll he rolls
he can roll with the punches long as he feels like he's in control
if he wants to stay he stays
if he wants to go he goes
he doesn't care how he gets there long as he gets somewhere he knows

see her heavy makeup and cut t-shirt
every girl out wants to be her
but they look the same already why adjust
reading the magazine secrets
forgetting the topical regrets
cause if she comes home all alone the night's a bust
it's a must the swivel in her hips and the look she gives
it's all her trust if only in the morning she knew where she lived

if she wants to rock she rocks
if she wants to roll she rolls
she can roll with the punches long as she feels like she's in control
if she wants to stay she stays
if she wants to go she goes
she doesn't care how she gets there long as she gets somewhere she knows

and in a wink they're on the brink
from drink to drink and at the bar with cash to blow
shot to shot it's getting hot
advance the plot to see how far it's gonna go
all depends so ditch the friends and grab a cab
another chance at cheap romance
doesn't count 'cause the room is spinning
nothing to lose tonight they both are winning
and they fall in love as they fall in bed

if they wanna rock they rock
if they wanna roll they roll
they can roll with the punches long as they feel like they're in control
if they wanna stay they stay
if they wanna go they go
they don't care how they get there long as they get somewhere they know
Your soft, raw, vintage vibe invites. Organic. Pure musical compositions, a form of human expression filled with reality and slight mistakes. Rock and Roll has a sheer breadth of musical styles, effortlessly encompassed into one single song. My favorite song. Your innocent voice swerves from a gritty growl to a shimmering falsetto and leads into a jazzy experience. Instrument. Your music pours out with angelic ease. You switch to another song right in the middle of another one. Takeoff.

Laying down percussive hand slaps on the strings. Clapping, involving me in the melody, the beat. Frolicking. The piano-like guitar line crosses the frets while you sway around in your chair. Guitar is focused into an idea, your real message. Piano is a very dynamic instrument, my favorite. The two propose great versatility. Relaxing and overwhelmingly transforming mood. Graceful tempo. The chorus is an explosion. You build your song. Life. Repetition. Heightened volume, increased busyness. Increasing intensity before stopping it in its tracks. You switch to another song right in the middle of another one. Takeoff.