MUSIC DAVE'S
INTERGALACTIC ALASKAN PORTAL

MusicDaves.com is the Intergalactic online portal for David Snyderman, an Alaskan Folk musician known as “Music Dave.” The site features his latest album, “A Different Kind of Love,” which explores various facets of love through a rather large collection of songs. The album features 18 original songs and is only available from the artists web site. After the first few songs the review team felt this album could single handedly redefine folk rock for our generation.

musicdaves.com

Website Overview:

• Design and Navigation: The website adopts a travel-themed layout, with sections labeled “START GATE,” “ARRIVALS,” “DEPARTURES,” and “BAGGAGE CLAIMS.” This creative approach adds a unique touch to the user experience.
• Content: Visitors can listen to tracks from the album, read about the songs and their inspirations, and access the artist’s blog for deeper insights into the music. The site also provides links to various music platforms, including Facebook, Instagram, YouTube, Apple Music, Amazon, and Spotify.
• Additional Features: The “BAGGAGE CLAIMS” section offers detailed information about the album, including the artist’s process and the significance of vinyl as a medium. The “ARRIVALS” section allows users to listen to the album directly on the website.

User Experience:

The website is user-friendly, with intuitive navigation and engaging content that reflects the artist’s personality and musical journey. The travel-themed design adds a whimsical element, enhancing the overall experience. Overall, MusicDaves.com effectively showcases David Snyderman’s music and artistic vision, providing an immersive experience for visitors.

Best of Luck,

Sean Woods

Editor in chief, Rolling Stone magazine.

Vinal provides a textile experience to the listener. The music has weight and shape. It’s bigger.

And that means bigger art. Most inexpensive compact or suitcase type record players can be purchased easily online and have USB and Bluetooth technology these days. All of this tech only seems to improve that vintage vinal sound that goes oh so well with the music on “A Different Kind of Love”.

Our vinal package is loaded with extra art. It is a double album collection and will include additional full-size artwork and lyrics inside the album.

Warning: patience is required the vinal preorder is just that a pre order for a product that we plan to be able to deliver May of 2025.

Thought I found me someplace new

There was more to see

There was more to do

I’m always looking for the end of the road

I think I found her there, but then I had to go

Turn again

Turn again

Back to the valley, back to where it began

Turn again

oh Turn again

Back to the valley, back to where it began

I thought that something might Be coming my way

After all of these years, after all of these days

I felt like maybe I might belong

Like the happy ending in some of my songs

oh no, no Turn again

Turn Again

Take a long hard look within

Turn again,

Turn again

Watching it all fall through my hands

Unfinished projects, unfinished dreams

Unfinished business, unfinished schemes

Turn Again, Turn again

Don’t turn your back on me, my friend

Going to plant me something new

I’ve got some different seeds

I’ll bear some different fruit

It’s time for me to recreate

Before I get too old before it gets too late

Turn again Turn again

Back to the valley

Back to where it began

Turn again oh turn again

Take a long hard look within

Listen to a sample of Turn Again

If I rebuild the canary

And I pray to the fairy 

Godmother of all the women who fly

Will you rise from the sea?

And interrogate me

Until my heart is unable to lie

To itself

Oh Amelia

My soul can feel you

I’ve fallen in love

Even though I’ve been told, it’s unwise

Your fearless and bold

Your beauties untold

You’re a gift to the skies

And I still get lost in your eyes

It’s hard to write a song for a poet

To feel something so strong

Then find courage to show it

Your freedom it sings

And your love is giving me wings

And your transmission sure made it through

Womankind found a way to the skies

Thanks to you

She’s got the controls

Watch how she spins and she rolls.

Oh Amelia

My soul can feel you

I’ve fallen in love

Even though I’ve been told, it’s unwise

You fearless and bold

Your beauties untold

You’re a gift to the skies and I still get lost in your eyes. Yes, I do.

Listen to a sample of Amelia

I’ve been kicking around

South Cushman St. for years now

Folks down here they seem more real

They’re bound to tell you how they feel

When they’re down and out

Yeah, we’re down and out

There ain’t nothing we can do

I’m treading water these days too

We get up early and we stay up late

This summer here is a liquid concentrate

That we pass around yeah we pass around

The back behind our swollen eyes

In the darkness, we still realize

That winter is coming yeah winner is coming

There ain’t nothing we can do

I might be outdoors with you too

If things don’t change

Solstice comes and solstice goes

We fall in love we fall apart

We start again with all we’ve got

Sometimes that’s just a broken heart

September is when we close it down

We pull our steaks and move our tents

From frozen ground

October’s win the madness ends

If they don’t steal our dividends

We’ve got a shot

It’s not a lot

But I sure hope those checks are fat

Mine’s going where it’s at

In the oil tank, please

By the time you can see your breath

Somebody’s already froze to death in fairbanks

This season

I’ve been kicking around

South Cushman St.

For years now.

Listen to a sample of South Cushman

It was a cloudy day

When she came my way

Off of dirt road

Outside of town

I said girl that path leads to nowhere

She said nowhere where she’s bound

I said I’m bound in my heart

And I’m bound in my head

But my feet are still wandering free

She said her home is where she lays her head

And that night she laid her head on me

And it was rainy on the road

And it was rainy in my arms

It was rainy as we look for food and work

Across those midwestern farms

It was rainy in the Blue Ridge Mountains

As we hitchhike through Tennessee

But you’ll never hear me complaining

It’s rainy every day for me

Canada said we couldn’t walk that way

So we drifted down to Pioneer Square

We played in the street for something to eat

And convinced ourselves that life was fair

It was rainy that day at the water front

It was rainy, who threw me a line

It was rainy, who grinned as we walked on in

To the ferry we were hiding inside

It was rainy that morning in Anchorage

Who convinced him we should be released

And we headed up north the Fairbanks

And it’s been rainy every day for me

Another rainy day

She tells me it’s all gonna be OK

Another rainy night

She says come over here and hold me tight

It was cloudy today and she came my way

She said let’s take this dirt road into town

I said girl that path leads to nowhere

She said nowhere is where she’s bound

I said I’m bound in my heart and I’m bound in my head, but my feet are still wandering free

She said her home is where she lays her head

And at night she lays her head on me

Listen to a sample of Rainy

Every golden ray of the sun

And winter‘s icy grip

Starts to slip

And the whole mess comes undone

We watch the sun get high

And fall completely in love with the sky

For a while

And every breakup I find

That little piece of myself

That gets left outside

In the long cold dark night

Every golden day in the sun

That’s our just reward

For the last long cold, dark season

We’ve all run

So we watch the sun get high

Fall completely in love with the sky

For a while

And every breakup I find

That little piece of myself

That gets left outside

In the long cold dark night

I used to come home drunk every night

Until Home wasn’t there

I ended up broke lonesome

I thought nobody could care

A friend of Bill reached out his hand

And look at me now

Here I am

Here I am

Here I am

It’s a miracle man

She said she couldn’t take it no more

So she went for a drive

She’d never been the kind of person

To contemplate suicide

The hotline worker helped her make a plan

And look at her now

There she stands

There she stands

There she stands

She’s a miracle man

We are all here for one another

Reach out to your sister or your brother

Reach out your hand

Reach out your hand

It’s a miracle man

We’re all going through something

Just like me

We’re all doing our best

To live our lives, happy, joyous, and free

We even laugh about our scars

But look at us all

Here we are

Here we are

Here we are

It’s a miracle man

Here we are

If you could just see yourself

Through my eyes

If you could just see yourself

Through my eyes

Then you’d know

Yes, you’d know

You’d know

What I mean

If you could just feel the way

That you make me feel

If you could just feel the way

That you make me feel

Then you’d know

Yes, you’d know

Oh yeah, you’d know

What I mean

What I mean when I say, I love you

What I mean

What I mean when I say, I love you

What I 

Mean

She’s the star of my earliest memories

Kiddy pools and catching bees

Saying thank you and asking please

Just because it was the right thing to do

She taught me not to quit

How to love

And not to hit

And that the deepest darkest despair

Was no match for the power of prayer

     And she loved me whether I was right or wrong

     Whether I was weak or strong

     When I was there, all the times I was gone

     Whoa, whoa, whoa

     This is my mother song.

And on the eighth day

God look down from above

And said this place ain’t gonna make it

Without a mother’s love

So he created

Within woman

A special kind of understanding

Because God knew without a mother

Even Jesus Christ

Might miss something truly vital

About self sacrifice

This world can turn just as cold as Ice

But it melts beneath the mother’s touch

     And she loved me whether I was right or wrong

     Whether I was weaker or strong

     When I was there, all the times I was gone

     Whoa, whoa, whoa

     This is my mother’s song

Now my mother‘s kisses

Could heal bee stings and stuffy noses

I’ve seen her treat a handful of dandelions

Like they were a dozen roses

She was tender

She was strong

Sometimes patient for far too long

But when she erred 

She erred with Grace

To the highest side of her faith

     And she loved me whether I was right or wrong

     Whether I was weak or strong

     When I was there all these years, I’ve been gone

     Whoa, whoa, whoa

     This is my mother’s song.