Reckless with love. (7.9.03 mix, bonus track, "Everything that ever was." 15th Anniversary Edition, 2005/2020.)

Tim Brickley and the Bleeding Hearts

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Lon Ohnder: "Early mix of the lauded 'Everything' opener. You can really hear Ben Wah Salami on this mix, some of his 'you-know-they're-coming high-spirited adlibs' that get lost in the final mix. And you can really hear a well-lubricated danny-flanigan and the Rain Chorus doing their group bv's..."

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Reckless with love. ("Everything that ever was." 15th Anniversary Edition, 2005/2020.) / TIM BRICKLEY AND THE BLEEDING HEARTS

"Long-running Indianapolis musician Tim Brickley worked on 'Everything' until he got it right. Opening track 'Reckless With Love' explodes as a modern descendant of Bruce Springsteen's 'Rosalita' and Tom Petty's 'American Girl', so that track can keep a listener occupied a long time before he or she moves on to the rest of the album. What follows is both cosmic and grounded, alternately poignant ('We Were High') and quite funny ('Without You I'm Just Screwed'). In terms of "heartland" rock, no Hoosier made it better than this in 2005." DAVID LINDQUIST, INDIANAPOLIS STAR, 2.2.2006.

 

RECKLESS WITH LOVE

(Timothy Brickley & David Rheins)

 

He wanted to be a rock and roll star,

so he grew out his long and learned guitar.

Moved to California, Los Angeles,

wrote letters to the labels, got down on his knees.

 

She’s got heavy ties to Mooresville,

real estate and state of mind,

Indiana manners and leaving on her mind.

One night they were reckless with love.

One night they were reckless with love.

 

I was playing in some bowling alley bar,

she was watching with the girls from the cigarette machine.

I finally tore down, she bought us a round,

unchecked her coat and drove me crosstown.

Damn, how did she get to be so good?

A lot of practice, she said in bed,

without words spoken, it’s understood.

 

    A lot of history going down while the good words whirl around.

    We were foolin’ ‘round, wastin’ time, reckless with love.

    We were foolin’ ‘round, wastin’ time, reckless with love.

    Reckless with love.

 

Her daddy made his fortune off of world war three

tax shelters for those Christian gentry kind.

She was in three or four corporations, took a lot of vacations,

they’d just bring her by papers to sign.

I didn’t mess with none of that mess,

until one night she laid it all out for me.

In those few moments I believe we are free.

 

    A lot of history going down while the good words whirl around.

    We were foolin’ ‘round, wastin’ time, reckless with love.

    We were foolin’ ‘round, wastin’ time, reckless with love.

    Reckless with love.

 

She’s got heavy ties to Mooresville.

         

                                                                        Copyright 1987, Timothy Brickley & David Rheins.

 

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