Jerry Velona

Love Radio

by Jerry Velona

Released 2014
Karunabird Records
Released 2014
Karunabird Records
Jerry Velona continues to surprise and expand his musical boundaries with his sixth release featuring tricked out rock, new twists on classic soul, raw funk, country and Christmas blues all with his eclectic signature vocals and wry lyrics.
  • 03:25 Lyrics
    Looking for Lewis and Clark

    Looking for Lewis and Clark

     

    I thought I saw some diplomat hawking secret plans in the park

    I thought I saw some citizen walking through a minefield late after dark

    In a world of love where it burns like Nero

    You bounce a fat check and they call you a hero

    In a world of love where it burns like Nero

    You bounce a check and you’re called a hero

    Looking for Lewis and Clark

     

    I was standing alone in the Public Garden

    I was thinking about the late Tim Hardin

    Well when Tim got to heaven he was on the lam

    From a kind of world he didn’t understand

    No one gave Tim reason to believe

    So he just packed his bags to leave

    Looking for Lewis and Clark

    He was looking for Lewis and Clark

     

    I thought I saw my government running away with my heart

    I thought I heard the national anthem sung badly at Fenway Park

    In his tangled web does the master deceive

    Only himself while the rest of us grieve

    Looking for Lewis and Clark

    Looking for Lewis and Clark

    Looking for Lewis and Clark

     

    I said Louie Louie Louie Louie Lou

     

    Looking for Lewis and Clark

     

    © Jerry Velona 2014 All Rights Reserved (minor changes from the original version by composer Sid Griffin)

  • 02:48 Lyrics
    When I Wake Up

    When I Wake Up

    Wonder what’s the hurry?  I’m blurry.  Too early to stand

    A little longer, head stronger, strike up the band

    Horizontal dreaming on a winter’s day

    Gettin’ me nowhere; so hear what I say

     

    When I wake up – That’s when I’ll get what I want

    Got to have it, really, really want it

    When I wake up – That’s when I’ll get what I want

     

    Susan I’ve been cruising, while snoozing, it’s gotta’ be wrong

    Saying life is boring, same thing every morning. It won’t be for long

    Been down with comfort, puts dead in my head

    I’m turning over, to do what the robin said

     

    When I wake up, that’s when I’ll get what I want

    On the way now – any day now

    When I wake up that’s when I’ll get what I want

     

    Ain’t no doubt

    I’m about to figure it out

    But instead of a bucket full of bed

    Drowsy Dan has a plan

    No pajama can understand

     

    The siren song with the tired refrain

    Is like a dream, ‘cause I’m happy again

     

    When I wake up, that’s when I’ll get what I want

    Really want it – Got to, Got to have it.

    When I wake up, that’s when I’ll get what I want

    When I wake up, that’s when I’ll get what I want

    When I wake up, that’s when I’ll get what I waaaaannnt

     

    ©Jerry Velona 2011 – All Rights Reserved

  • 03:13 Lyrics
    The Bureau of Whatever

     

    The Bureau of Whatever

    Off my meds, fell out of bed

    Out of work since Russia was red

    Holes in my socks, allergic to clocks

    Spent the rent; a hundred per cent

    Hey…..I’m running late for my date at the Bureau

    Some Day…..I’m gonna make ‘em real proud

    Over at the Bureau, they’re feeling my pain

    All the free-thinkers sing the same refrain

    They’re so clever at the Bureau of Whatever

    My jacket of leather, offended Heather

    Assistant to the Deputy Compliance Director

    Heather says pleather will feel much better

    She’s never wrong in that tight white sweater

    Hey…..they love the guys like me at the Bureau

    Yeah… we know how to make ‘em feel good

    We can be all they want us to be

    Putty for the smokin’ hot PhD’s

    They’re so clever at the Bureau of Whatever

    (Instrumental Bridge) – Freeeeeeeeeeee,

    Dressed up for my first date with Heather

    She told me that we need to work together

    Put me on the couch and we got down to it

    Told her some stuff but she already knew it

    Hey….Sometimes I think about the good old days

    No…. The Bureau says they weren’t so good

    Together with Heather and I’m never alone

    She gives me sweet direction in that NPR tone

    Best friends forever at the Bureau of Whatever

    They’re so clever at the Bureau of Whatever

    The Bureau of Whatever

    Doesn’t get much better

    At the Bureau of Whatever

    Whateverrrrrrrr

    © Jerry Velona 2012 – All Rights Reserved

  • 04:56 Lyrics
    Our Own Devices

    Our Own Devices

    We would talk, way back when

    We were special, now we’re them

    Text me if you think that’s true

    And what your advice is

     

    You got yours.  I got mine

    We’re plugged in all the time

    It’s fine.   We’re left to our own devices

     

    At the club, it’s a scene

    We sit gazing at little screens

    Splendid isolation comes with high prices

     

    You got yours.  I got mine

    We’re plugged in.  All the time

    On line - we’re left to our own devices

     

    Wavin’ my arms, tryin’ to get a reaction

    You press Send after a while

    Flashin’ me, that devil smile

    What’s this picture, on my phone?

    Oh baby – let’s get goin’

     

    Honey I like your plan to crack our digital crisis

    Your photo very clearly shows you’ve got some other devices

     

    Let it ring.  We’re not done

    Makin’ noise like the blast of a shotgun

    Real good time.  We’re cookin’ up our own surprises

    Back live - we’re playin’ with our other devices

    Yeah, Devices   Playin’ with those love devices

    Devices.     Playin’ with those other devices

    Devices.  Playin with those love devices

     

    ©Jerry Velona 2013 All Rights Reserved

  • 04:57 Lyrics
    The Ghetto (Ain't Going Back) [feat. J Ivy]

    The Ghetto (ain’t going back)

     

    Maya was born in a town without pity – longed to be free from the bonds of the city

    Working and saving what’s left of her wages

    Dreaming of somedays; digesting the pages of the books she reads; two at a time

    Far away…..

    She’s gonna fly. Maya go fly

     

    Tye waits on tables till the midnight hour

    Doubles his efforts when things go sour

    Notices the rainbow instead of the rain

    Workin’ on skills past the point of the pain that he feels inside, wasting no time

    Far away…..

    He’s gonna fly. Tye gonna fly.

     

    I ain’t going back to

    The Ghetto

    Ain’t going back no more

     

     

    Wait a minute

    No, you ain’t doin’ what you wanna do

    You’re doing what you’re supposed do

    And you’re doin’ it well

     

    © 2014 Jerry Velona – All Rights Reserved

  • 04:07 Lyrics
    Forbidden Fruit

    Forbidden Fruit -        Robbie Robertson

    Little brother got caught in the web
    He ran off and joined the living dead
    Been through the mill, seen the cross on the hill
    He sold his soul just for a thrill

    Forbidden fruit - That's the fruit that you'd better not taste
    Forbidden fruit - You've got one life that you'd better not waste

    How can I walk with this ball and chain?
    How can I land in this hurricane?
    Or is this part of man's evolution
    To be torn between truth and illusion?

    Forbidden fruit - That's the route that you'd better not take
    Forbidden fruit - Just watch out for the sign of the snake

    Bridge

    Guitar solo

    Forbidden fruit - Don't you shoot the whole works away
    Forbidden fruit - It's too high of a price to pay

    How can you hear with a bad connection?
    You can't see when there's no reception
    Just keep your distance, don't fool with taboo
    'Cause it'll overtake and undertake you

    Forbidden fruit - That's the fruit that you'd better not taste
    Forbidden fruit - You've got one life that you'd better not waste

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    Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

  • 04:00
    Just Don't Feel Like Christmas
  • 03:26 Lyrics
    Baby What'cha Got (For Me)

    Baby Whatcha Got for Me

    Every Man needs a good woman

    To stand right by his side

    When I found you baby

    I thought I had mine

     

    But now the word is all over town

    That you were running around

    I wanna know baby

    Whatcha got for me beside a broken heart

    What have you got beside a broken heart?

     

    I bought you a diamond ring

    Fancy clothes and all sorts of things

    I put all my trust in you

    I didn’t believe the talk I heard was true

    Then I saw you for myself

    Running around with somebody else

    Now I want you to tell me baby

    Whatcha got for me besides a broken heart

    What you got besides a broken heart baby

     

    I don’t want it, I don’t need it

    I don’t a want a broken heart

    All I want is a simple life

    With love and happiness for the rest of my life

    But I can’t seem to get it across to you

    So I guess I’ll go on my way

    Because baby all you’ve got for me is a broken heart

    And I don’t need it – no baby

    Whatcha got for me besides a broken heart now?

    I don’t need it, don’t want it

    I don’t need a broken heart baby

    Don’t need it – don’t want it

     

    Songwriter: J.J. Barnes

  • 03:52 Lyrics
    First to Last

    First To Last

    Keeping it lit to prolong the enjoyment

    Doing my best to avoid employment

    The conventional wisemen advised me to see

    All the things I could do with my college degree

    But before you accept what you're about to receive

    Don't reject what you've always believed

     

    I'll be the first to last

    never worry bout the past

    first to last

     

    I was married to young to an unloved girl

    Who proceeded to guide me to her lonely world

    I believed I could change her with my affection

    Well, that didn't work; had to change my direction

    With my children crying as I loaded my car

    Reality exploded like a phony cigar

     

    I'll be the first to last

    never worry bout the past

    first to last

    Can't control what's in the past

     

    Well I've worked real hard on a bunch of jobs

    But I still ain't left a mark

    Got all wet at least a hundred times

    But it hasn't doused the spark

    Started out slow; man, that was a drag

    But I'm the last one standing when they're waving the flag

     

    I'll be the first to last

    never worry bout the past

    First to last

    can learn a lot from what has past

    first to last

    Can't control what's in the past

     

    copyright 2014 Jerry Velona all rights reserved

NOTES
Love Radio is the sixth release by prolific Boston singer, songerwriter, musician, Jerry Velona.

The album features a quartet of blistering, straight ahead rock tunes starting with a cover of the Long Ryders' "Looking for Lewis and Clark". Of that cut, Sid Griffin who wrote the and sang the original version says: "Jerry Velona once again proves his musical worth in a balls-to-the-wall cover version of the Long Ryders’ ‘Looking For Lewis & Clark’, a pounding yet melodic take which begs the question: where are the great and fearless leaders of the present day? Velona’s committed vocal and approach to the lyric may not provide a complete set of answers but oh Mercy, they frame the question so very, very well.”

The three other rock tunes are all penned by Velona and include the whimsical "When I Wake Up", the subtlely political "Bureau of Whatever" and the semi-autobiographical "First To Last". All feature Velona on drums and vocals along with the twin guitar terrors of Billy Loosigian and David Minehan.

On the soul and funk side, Velona updates the Donny Hathaway song "Ghetto" with original lyrics and a different spin in "The Ghetto (Ain't Going Back). The song features an epic arrangement with rhythm section, percussion, strings, vocal chorus and features Debbie Pierre on lead vocal and the spoken word brilliance of J Ivy. Not to be missed! Velona also updates an obscure but wonderful soul chestnut "Baby What'cha Got (for me)" first recorded in 1967 by the late Darrell Banks. "Our Own Devices" again showcases Velona's wry lyrical style over a churning, burning funk track including the "Boston Horns" - Gordon Beadle and Phil Grenadier.

"Forbidden Fruit" recorded by the Band and written by Robbie Robertson gets a country rock treatment with violin, accordion and a great guitar track by Duke Levine.

Finally, just in time for the holidays comes "Just Don't Feel Like Christmas", a bluesy, introspective treatment featuring Velona's plaintive vocal and a great horn arrangement by Paul Ahlstrand.