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Established in September 2017, 4STREET is a young yet seasoned 5 piece Blues/Rock-Fusion band from the heart of The Netherlands. Inspired by Blues, Rock, Jazz, Pop and all kinds of things, we’ll get those legs shakin’!
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4STREET {PRONOUNCED: FOUR•STREET}

4STREET started their journey in the ‘Voorstraat‘ (Get it?) in IJsselstein, Utrecht. It is here they learned the ways of all things MUSIC. Since then, their repertoir has not stopped growing, nor has their passion to write, compose and perform their tunes for all to hear. From their roots in BLUES to their love for alternative genres, 4STREET has made the BLUES/ROCK-FUSION into something beyond compare

4STREET ORIGINALS

WRITTEN & COMPOSED BY 4STREET
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BOOMERANG
(Written & composed by Pascal van Wijk)

So you think no length is afar. Breach the surface, all around. Dents all over a metal bar. Ignorant of common ground. Throw it in the sky

Throw it like a boomerang. Ending with a bang. Ding Dong boomer rang. Returns like a boomerang

Distorted circumference. Formula is unknown. Analytic just like the French. Calculating the perfect throw

Throw it like a boomerang. Ending with a bang. Ding Dong boomer rang. Returns like a boomerang

Surprisingly perpendicular. Mischief like a burglar. Rocks inside the snowball. The numbers are irregular. Take a stand, like Berlin’s wall. Ten axes, tell me why. Trajectory… well it will fly

Surprisingly parallel. Circling like the carrousel. Shape’s alike, fluidity. Some even say incapable. Philosophy, the enemy. Consequences served on a platter. Standing there, in your sweater. Desperately, ignoring gravity.

Surprisingly perpendicular. Mischief like a burglar. Rocks inside the snowball. The numbers are irregular. Take a stand, like Berlin’s wall. Ten axes, tell me why. Trajectory… well it will fly

Throw it like a boomerang. Ending with a bang. Ding Dong boomer rang. Returns like a boomerang

CAN'T HELP GOIN' CRAZY 4U
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Way down by the river, down in Memphis Tennessee. Lie the dreams all drowned in liquor. Far as the eye can see.

A road that leads to nowhere. The sun is shining from above. I would walk this road a thousand times, just to be with you my love.

‘Cos baby you and me have got a special thing, something that I can’t forget.

They’re all telling me to walk away while I still can. But they’re to stubborn to accept.

That baby I can’t help going crazy for you. Just can’t help myself at all

They said he’s a runner. That he just wasn’t made for me. But I saw a side of him that that was buried deep down, something others couldn’t see.

This road has led me this far. So I could probably walk some more. And I would walk this road a thousand times all over. Just to get what I came for.

‘Cos baby you and me have got a certain thing, something that I can’t forget.

They’re all telling me to walk away while I still can. But I’m not feeling no regret.

‘Cos baby I can’t help going crazy for you. Just can’t help myself at all

And if this life’s just not meant for us. It is me who’ll take the fall.

But I can’t see that happening ‘cos you and me we’ve got a thing called love. and it’s watching from above.

‘Cos baby I can’t help going crazy for you. Just can’t help myself at all

Can’t help going crazy for you

I can’t help going crazy for you

Just can’t help going crazy for you

COLD SHOULDER
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Cold shoulder to the man in the corner. And to the lady sittin’ next to me.

Cold shoulder to the sassy reporter. A cold shoulder for the wannabe.

Cold shoulder causing blatant disorder. Sending shame upon the family tree.

Cold Shoulder and it won’t be getting warmer. It’s delusion, it’s a fallacy

Cold shoulder to the latter and the former. Cold shoulder, you too shall see

Cold shoulder, don’t know why I bother. Cold shoulder’s my reality.

Cold shoulder to daddy and his daughter. His nine-to-five and silver jubilee.

Cold shoulder to the native and the foreigner. they’re all the same that’s the irony.

Cold shoulder, come hell or high water. And don’t you dare to take a stance or disagree.

Cold Shoulder and it won’t be getting warmer. It’s delusion it’s a fallacy.

Cold shoulder to the latter and the former. Cold shoulder, you too shall see.

Cold shoulder, don’t know why I bother. Cold shoulder’s my reality

Cold shoulder begging on my knees. Cold shoulderwon’t you help me please

Cold shoulder’s let me down with ease. Cold shoulder’s infectious disease.

DOWN
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Death marches on. Awaiting there to take what’s due.

For now, the blood that’s sticking on your hands. Is all, all that ever stuck with you.

I’ve got the feeling this is all you ever wanted.

(now you’re going, now your going, now your going down)

You wanted everything and more, well now you’ve got it.

(now you’re going, now your going, now your going down)

You’ve got it all, taken the fall, and now you’re going down

Your life left behind. Is all the peace you ever knew

A paid-for pawn. Your name’s a number on your chest.

I’ve got the feeling this is all you ever wanted.

(now you’re going, now your going, now your going down)

You wanted everything and more, well now you’ve got it

(now you’re going, now your going, now your going down)

You’ve got it all, taken the fall, and now you’re going down

I’ve got the feeling this is all you ever wanted.

You wanted everything and more, well now you’ve got it.

They scream your name and leave in shame, no way of knowing.

You’ve got it all, taken the fall, and now you’re going down

FOLLOW THROUGH
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

You dare not step onto that stone. Beside me you'll never walk alone

The silenced king who watched me grow. Could not spill his guts to safe his throne

For every leap in the unknown. Your thoughts will chill you to the bone

For all you have and have not shown. Your sacred-silence cover’s blown

And when you look at me, there's nothing much to see

I guess all the other options didn't make reality

And when I look at you, there nothing I could do

I guess all your other methods have escaped your follow-through

I'll step the stones you paved tonight. I'll close the berth you lay inside

With all the choices made in fright. Solutions to be wrong or right

And when you look at me, there's nothing much to see

I guess all the other options didn't make reality

And when I look at you, there nothing I could do

I guess all your other methods have escaped your follow-through

Can't escape me

Desolate the

Thruth you keep

The silence voiced to soon

You'll break,

I'll take this weight from you

Too late, obey and follow through

And when you look at me, there's nothing much to see

I guess all the other options didn't make reality

And when I look at you, there nothing I could do

I guess all your other methods have escaped your follow-through

I AIN'T YOU
(Written by Yasmijn van Achterberg, composed by Bram Stakenburg)

People staring, I feel what they’re thinking

Judgement day, their ego’s stand tall

Split second, instant opinion

a sense of senselessness, cuts through my soul

Despair, sadness, frustration and anger

Loneliness too, that’s what I see

Are they mine, those pitch black feelings

Or just all those people mirroring me

I am more than you see myself

Screw you, you don’t know me at all man

Screw you

I ain’t you

I am who I am

I close my eyes, and stroll through my memory

Digging deep, to find what’s my own

I know deep down, I’m not what they see

But they get what they wish for

Masks in the subway, masks on the street

Eyes hollow, they stare at the ground

I see them watching, watching my shadow

ignoring the light that I've cast at the crowd

(Refrein 2)

I am more than you see myself

Screw you, you don’t know me at all man

Screw you

I ain’t you

I am who I am

Feel my blood rush

Hear my heart beat

We ain’t connected

Hearts beat on their own

So leave me be now

Don’t come just to judge me

So leave me be now

So leave me alone

VERTIGO
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Way up this road I’ll go. Go on ’till vertigo

Crossroads, a gentle breeze. Brings me down to my knees

What goes around, will come around. You lost your eyes before you lost your soul.

Now come on down, I’ll show you ‘round. You’ve payed the price, now you will pay the toll

Way down this path you see drifting away from me. Closer, I feel you come. Further, of where you’re from

What goes around, will come around. You lost your eyes, before you lost your soul

Now come on down, I’ll show you ‘round. You’ve payed the price, now you will pay the toll.

What goes around, will come around. You lost your eyes, before you lost your soul.

Now come on down, I’ll show you ‘round. You’ve payed the price, now you will pay the toll.

You want it fast, I’ll take it slow. I’ll take my time, my little vertigo.

LODESTAR
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Set sail to northern seas. To seek what I’d call home. ways down, a gentle breeze. The salt, the rising foam.

Two days, two weeks, I’ve lost count. nowhere to go, but up and down.

While I lay down on hardened oak, I sense a shiver traveling down my spine and holding on to me, eyes casting down.

and I can’t look up no more ‘cos

I, I can’t find my lodestar, lodestar anymore.

Dreaming day, and dreaming night. Golden treasure’s yearning gone.

Fate has killed my appetite. don’t know how to carry on.

Daylight’s gone, withdrawn of sight. Forever longing, stifling yawn

Angels singing, cloaked in white. I trusted stars so bright but now they’re gone forever longing light, longing the dawn.

and I can’t see anymore ‘cos

I, I can’t find my lodestar, lodestar anymore

All seems like slowed down things I’ve seen before.

I don’t know what to look for, no open doors.

‘Cos I, can’t find my lodestar, lodestar anymore

I, can’t find my lodestar, lodestar anymore. All seems like slowed down things I’ve seen before.

I don’t know what to look for, no open doors.

‘Cos I, can’t find my lodestar, lodestar anymore

LOOK AT ME NOW
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

I know I’ve told you times before to stay away. To mind your business and to find your own way.

Because now, through the dirt you will crawl.

I tell you, freedom wasn’t yours to give away. If looks could kill, I’d look the other way

‘Cause you, oh you’re the worst of them all.

Wish I could see my own face alright, ’cos look at me now. And on our way down, we go.

See no familiar place, no matter how deep I bow. And all the way down, we fall.

Oh you can’t stop what’s coming for you now

Wish I could see my own face alright, ’cos look at me now. And on our way down we go, and down we...

And now I’ll tell you once again to stay away. To mind your business and to find your own way

Because I, I’ll be the worst of them all

And time has stopped at 12 o’clock the other day. This blinding light will be the price you’ll have to pay

I’ve watched you rise and now I’ll watch you fall.

Wish I could see my own face alright, ’cos look at me now. And on our way down, we go.

See no familiar place, no matter how deep I bow. And all the way down, we fall.

Oh you can’t stop what’s coming for you now

Wish I could see my own face alright, ’cos look at me now. And on our way down we go, and down we...

I tell you, freedom wasn’t yours to give away

If looks could kill, I’d look the other way

you can’t stop what’s coming for you now

I guess we both can’t see it any other way

It looks like you and me we’ve gotten used to the pain

you can’t stop what’s coming for you, now that the walls come tumbling down

Wish I could see my own face alright, ’cos look at me now. And on our way down, we go.

See no familiar place, no matter how deep I bow. And all the way down, we fall.

Oh you can’t stop what’s coming for you now

Wish I could see my own face alright, ’cos look at me now. And on our way down we go, and down we fall

MAD HAT SHUFFLE
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Walking through town, a steady pace. Looking for a pretty smile to erase.

A neon crown, black painted frown. Looking for a witty grin to drag down.

I am misplaced, a right disgrace. Got guiltiness written all over my face.

Bit the bullet now I’m counting my days. I am mad, like a hatter, I’m all over the place

The sun is down, a fire place lighting up an empty cup, left no trace.

An old-town friend, touching base. A final sup, your time is up, you’re outpaced.

I’m walking out, a poker face. Hiding madness with a quick erase.

I am renowned, a paper chase talk of the town, a common noun, they’re locking their doors now

I am misplaced, a right disgrace. Got guiltiness written all over my face

Bit the bullet now I’m counting my days

I am mad, like a hatter, I’m all over the place

I am misplaced, a right disgrace. Got guiltiness written all over my face

Bit the bullet now I’m counting my days

I am mad, like a hatter, mad like a hatter

An endless chase, I’m interlaced. Used to emotions that are quick to replace.

Bit the bullet now I’m counting my days. I am mad, like a hatter, I’m all over the place

PANDEMONIUM
(Written &, composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Greeting life, a precious strife, all gone in vain

‘wake at five, same old life, I feel insane

Concealing minds all think alike, a stinging pain

Feeling like it leaves behind a scar again

Kiss the kids and kiss the wife

Don’t forget to bring your knife

Speculations running rife

Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’ life

Aspirations out of sight

Hearing voices, left and right

Spittin’ image, day and night

Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’ life

I can’t see where you and me will go from here

All out pandemonium Inside me

A quick attempt full of contempt to, ascertain

A shrink checks off his list and scoffs, at my restrain

Wasted dreams, so it seems, ‘bout wealth and fame

This and that, tit for tat, a waiting game

Kiss the kids and kiss the wife

Don’t forget to bring your knife

Speculations running rife

Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’ life

Aspirations out of sight

Hearing voices, left and right

Spittin’ image, day and night

Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’ life

I can’t see where you and me will go from here

All out pandemonium Inside me

Kiss the kids and kiss the wife

Don’t forget to bring your knife

Speculations running rife

Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’ life

Aspirations out of sight

Hearing voices, left and right

Spittin’ image, day and night Same ol’, same ol’, same ol’ life

Fires burning left and right

Safe escapes are out of sight

I can’t see where you and me will go from here

Out of days, out of my mind

Run away and get behind

I don’t feel the ‘you and me’ now disappear

All out pandemonium Inside me

RUNNIN' ON FIVE
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

People everywhere, left and right. Never together side by side. Running free or just running wild. Running along, unreconciled

Looks like your river’s running dry. Mister and miss’ are asking why. Together as one, turned privatized. Words from your mouth run far and wide

And I feel lost, so when will I be found

Men in suits will lay down a road.Taking all they consider owed. Trees and rivers are color codes. Savages running from their homes.

Rich and mighty comes at a price. At the top but all scared of heights. Soon your idols will kill the lights. Forever running, forever night.

And I feel lost, so when will I be found

I’m craving newfound hope, feeling save and sound

And I feel lost, so when will I be found

I’m craving newfound hope, feeling save and sound

SLOWBURN
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

She's sitting in her rocking chair, out on the porch of her family home

60 years of heartfelt love, but now her baby’s gone

The devil’s roar and angel tone, when the good lord called him above

It’s been far too long she’s been alone, 60 years of slow burn love

Two souls, through times good and rough

Thats, my slow burn...

Love had been their northern star, the compass of their life

As they sailed the waves together, and faced faith as man and wife

A bond so strong like cast metal, two souls no one could part

Albeit 60 years of heartfelt love ended with a broken heart

You stole his heart like he stole mine, so I feel no remorse

Taking his heartbeat away from me, breaks my heart with so much force

Oh, life alone’s a life unknown. And of that I’ve had enough

So I’m screaming out of loneliness, ‘bout love or lack thereof

Now I’m counting out the days, where you’re watching from above

‘Cos I need my slow burn...

Two souls, through times good and rough

Thats, my slow burn...

Two souls, through times good and rough

Thats, my slow burn...

Oh, life alone’s a life unknown. And of that I’ve had enough

So I’m screaming out of loneliness, ‘bout love or lack thereof

Now I’m counting out the days, where you’re watching from above

‘Cos I need my slow burn love

STEAM MACHINE
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Clock runs out, a misty shroud, the sweat runs down my face

Steam machine is screaming loud, it’s here to bring us faith

Mindless beings watching clouds, while we’re running this place

As we bow down, an iron crown, will lead the human race

Can’t recall our only love.
As tyrants watch us from above. I can’t remember smell and taste. I can’t remember my own face

Steam machine is screaming loud.
Your time is up it’s all run out. A cover-up, a chanting crowd. The steam machine will keep us bowed.

And all the folk who dare to talk are send down to this place. And those who walk a different walk, will vanish with no trace.

We’re all the same, withdrawn of name, a shallow blackened face.

While they all blame
a mannered name, a man with no disgrace

Can’t recall our only love.
As tyrants watch us from above. I can’t remember smell and taste. I can’t remember my own face.

Steam machine is screaming loud.
Your time is up it’s all run out. A cover-up, a chanting crowd. The steam machine will keep us bowed.

SUNGAZER / OPEN SKY
(Written by Robur Koppe, composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Cast away, another day Staring into the sun

Flew too close, but now I’m home. Where I’ll forever stay. Forever wait

And longer and longer I’ll blame. Longing for light. Longing for life again.

Longing away

Days gone by, yet still I try, asking 'why?' once again

Echoed days, a price to pay. Freedom now that I can't, that i can't buy

Forever and ever deny. Finding what’s mine. Finding what’s right again

Sun swept sky, is growing dark (Darker than)

Thoughts inside, at least for now, they’re bright

For I still have thirst for light.

Oft found sympathy, a note received, in glass

Will I forever be, longing for open sky

Black ink sky, has grown too dark (for me to)

See the light, can’t see the sun, dissolved

Thoughts swirl twist twirl inside out

Tribute claimed, for echoed days, my mind

Will I forever be, longing for open sky

THE WAY
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

Now the time doesn’t stop on our way

Life has much to offer us, and we don’t have to pray

All our paths shift and move, day by day

But we know those paths will fit right back to shape when we want it our way

Come feel the heat. A change of state

Of all that I can offer you and you don’t have to wait

So come on down, I’ll show you ‘round

Embrace the warmth and you will feel the way

Hear the clock as your time ticks away

It wispers notes that sound the same as ones that you heard yesterday

All our paths shift and move, day by day

But we know those paths will fit right back to shape when we want it our way

Come feel the heat. A change of state

Of all that I can offer you and you don’t have to wait

So come on down, I’ll show you ‘round

Embrace the warmth and you will feel the way

Feel the heat

A change of state

Of the way

Feel the heat

A change of state

Of the way

TO BE KIND
(Written & composed by Bram Stakenburg)

I must confess I lost a friend today

Though she never knew what it meant to be alive

And all the friends I’ve taken out the rain.

Have all but flourished from my guilt and my pride

When all but streaks of shame have washed away

Your scent still lingers like a thought across my mind

And all the leaves have left the one to blame

The nails once rusted, are now polished from starlight

But tomorrow I will make, another of your name

Bury it too deep to ever find

And when it rots away, another takes its place

Knowing what it means to be kind

I must confess I bought a friend today

Though she never knew what it meant to be priced

And all the friends that I have drowned away

Are all but nourished from the sand and the night

But tomorrow I will make, another of your name

Bury it too deep to ever find

And when it rots away, another takes its place

Knowing what it means to be kind

And although it seems so far away

Tomorrow I will find

I must confess I don’t know what to say

The words forgotten through the tide

COVERS & REMAKES

CAREFULLY SELECTED FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT

RESPECT

ARETHA FRANKLIN

LET'S WORK TOGETHER

CANNED HEAT

IT'S ALRIGHT

ETTA JAMES

THE CHAIN

FLEETWOOD MAC

WALKING BY MYSELF

GARY MOORE

OH PRETTY WOMAN

GARY MOORE

STILL GOT THE BLUES

GARY MOORE

RADAR LOVE

GOLDEN EARRING

ST. JAMES INFIRMARY

HUGH LAURIE

CROSSROADS

JOHN MAYER

CROP WON'T EVER COME

ROBIN LOXLEY

BRING IT ON HOME TO ME

SAM COOKE

COLD SHOT

STEVIE RAY VAUGHAN

TIN PAN ALLEY

STEVIE RAY VAUGHAN

LOOK AT LITTLE SISTER

STEVIE RAY VAUGHAN

NEXT TO YOU

STING

LITTLE RED ROOSTER

THE ROLLING STONES

GIVE ME ONE REASON

TRACY CHAPMAN

TUSH

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