RIVER EAST RIVER WEST ‘Too Many Whiskeys Under the Bridge’ Self Release 

RIVER EAST RIVER WEST 

‘Too Many Whiskeys Under the Bridge’

Self Release

 

Overview

Bitter Harvest Recordings is proud to announce the new single from River East River West, an AI driven studio project created to explore the intersection of classic songwriting and modern technology. Their latest release, “Too Many Whiskeys Under the Bridge,” is an upbeat, foot tapping country track penned by acclaimed Liverpool songwriter John Jenkins.

Originally performed only occasionally in Jenkins’ live sets, the song now finds a vibrant new life through a fictional band designed to deliver his more traditional country material with the swagger, swing, and drive he always imagined for them.

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About the Song

“Too Many Whiskeys Under the Bridge” is a lively, melodic slice of modern country storytelling. Driven by an infectious rhythm and classic Nashville leaning instrumentation, the song captures a relationship unravelling with wry humour, sharp detail, and a knowing nod to the genre’s great narrative traditions.

Set in Belvedere, the lyrics paint a vivid picture: lipstick too red, thoughts drifting like mist, pride hanging in the air like a frayed rope. Despite the emotional tension, the track moves with an irresistible bounce — the kind of song that gets the foot tapping even as the story cuts deep.

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About the Project

River East River West is an AI generated band conceived by John Jenkins as a creative vehicle for songs he has written but never felt suited to sing himself. Rather than letting these compositions sit unheard, Jenkins has embraced emerging technology to bring them to life with the stylistic authenticity he always imagined for them — in this case, a bright, energetic country sound. Music and lyrics completely authored by John. 

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Artist Statement – John Jenkins

*“I’ve written country songs for years — songs I love but never felt I had the voice or resources to record in the way I heard them. I once tried putting a session together with live musicians, but it didn’t quite click, and it cost more than I could realistically sustain.

So recently I turned to AI, not as a shortcut, but as a tool. Songwriters have always adapted to new technology — from ADT and Mellotrons to drum machines, digital recording, Auto Tune and beyond. This is simply the next chapter.

With River East River West, I imagined a band discovering one of my songs, interpreting it with their own energy, and sending it back to me. It’s still my melody, my words, my authorship — just filtered through a different lens.

These are songs I might never have released otherwise, and if this approach helps them find listeners or even inspires another artist to cover them, then the experiment has been worthwhile.” *

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About John Jenkins

John Jenkins is a Liverpool born Americana and folk leaning songwriter known for his storytelling craft, emotional clarity, and melodic instinct. His work has been covered by numerous artists across the UK, and he continues to write, perform, and collaborate widely. “Too Many Whiskeys Under the Bridge” represents a new chapter in his creative journey — one that blends tradition with innovation while remaining rooted in the heart of the song.

 

(Lyrics provided by the artist.)

Too Many Whiskeys Under the Bridge

They fell apart

In Belvedere

She let him see the drift of his thoughts

Lipstick too red

His face was closed

Too many whiskeys under the bridge, I suppose

 

He said, “Have we used up all our conversation?

I’m out of humour,

I’m out of sorts.

Pride is the rope God allows us to hang ourselves.”

Suddenly, he began to feel so old

 

The rain had stopped

Mist in the air

She let him see the drift of his thoughts

Lipstick too red

His face was closed

Too many whiskeys under the bridge, I suppose

 

She said he was like a man who lives in hotel rooms

She said it with no animosity

The misty rain was restful to their eyes

Their words scattered in the breeze

 

They fell apart

In Belvedere

She let him see the drift of his thoughts

Lipstick too red

His face was closed

Too many whiskeys under the bridge, I suppose

Too many whiskeys under the bridge, I suppose

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