John Fogerty – Hot Rod Heart
Classic Oldies A highway vow with the engine running—John Fogerty takes love, memory, and the American road for a spin in “Hot Rod Heart.” Start with the essentials. “Hot Rod Heart” is…
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John Fogerty – Walking in a Hurricane
A storm-tossed love song that doubles as John Fogerty’s comeback flare—wild guitars, wind-howled devotion, and the old Creedence grit riding back in on the rain. “Walking in a Hurricane” arrived…
John Fogerty – Change in the Weather
A storm warning set to a swampy pulse — “Change in the Weather” is how John Fogerty turns bad omens into groove, asking if we’re brave enough to read the…
John Fogerty – Eye of the Zombie
A grimy, heartbeat-steady warning about the world we built — “Eye of the Zombie” watches the lights flicker and dares us to admit what we’re really afraid of. Start with…
John Fogerty – Hearts of Stone
A hand-tooled smile of resilience — “Hearts of Stone” is John Fogerty’s three-minute reminder that some old songs feel like new courage when you sing them with your own two…
John Fogerty – Rockin’ All Over the World
A jubilant road map to renewal — “Rockin’ All Over the World” turns a three-minute groove into a passport stamp, the sound of a man proving to himself that joy…
John Fogerty – Rock and Roll Girls
A breezy promise of escape—“Rock and Roll Girls” remembers how pop, friendship, and a summer street could feel like a whole, forgiving world. Put the key facts up front: John…
John Fogerty – Jambalaya (On the Bayou)
A Cajun postcard of joy and stubborn faith — “Jambalaya (On the Bayou)” lets John Fogerty step back into America’s folk heart, turning an old Hank Williams tune into a…
John Fogerty – The Old Man Down the Road
A taut, swamp-slick howl about stubbornness and survival — “The Old Man Down the Road” is John Fogerty’s terse, traveled parable of persistence, delivered like a man who has come…
John Fogerty – Centerfield
A sun-warmed plea to be let back into life’s game — “Centerfield” turns baseball ritual into a second-chance prayer, where hope sounds like hands clapping in the bleachers. Begin with…