FRESHURIZED

by Stephen Bard

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mkronberg Tough to select just one track, but I'm choosing this one. Bard and the Family Stone. I love the groove that runs through this album, the horns, the clavinet...Great stuff! Favorite track: New York Son.
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zeebz11 This could be the best one yet! Love the grooves! Cheers mate! Favorite track: God It Just Blows My Mind.
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I saw the moon reflect the sun God it just blows my mind I heard a tune called "Born To Run" God it just blows my mind Here in this room it's so much fun God it just blows my mind I don’t ever want to die The way I feel tonight When you look me in the eye I don’t ever want to die The years go by, the babies grow God it just blows my mind They show me why I love you so God it just blows my mind Up in the sky the stars all know God it just blows my mind I don’t ever want to die The way I feel inside When you kiss me by and by I don’t ever want to die Though I know someday I will And I know someday you will too Still I wish that we could stay here Until the universe is through Just to think I get to love you God it just blows my mind
2.
No message – no call I’m staring at the wall In the morning with all the promises she brings I thought the deal was done I thought you’d feel like the one I was wrong I was wrong about a lot of things I’m holding on the phone I’m cold as a stone Can’t tell a bluebird alone from just how strong she sings I’d never see you’d have picked him You’d never be the victim I was wrong I was wrong about a lot of things One thing you can count on, baby One thing that will always ring true Most folks that you meet on this dirty dead-end street Don’t give a damn about you And the sooner that you learn this, baby The sooner you’ll do All that you came here to do No message – no call Just me and the wall In the evening with blood, sweat and tears on these strings I thought the deal was done I thought you’d be the one I was wrong I was wrong about a lot of things
3.
Postman brings me nothing No news is good news Biting off my toenails Fighting with the blues Waiting makes me thirsty Nothing to quench the thirst Lava set to burst in me Shame it’s my hand first You and I weren’t hippies We just spent weekends in bed Nothing heavy on the TV The weight of the world hadn’t yet reached my Headline gets me nowhere Thought it was my car The way it’s going nowadays Nowhere’s real far I wonder if them people Are bored of all this war Maybe we’ll all throw down our weapons And forget what all the fighting’s for You and I weren’t hippies We just spent weekends in bed Nothing heavy on the TV The weight of the world hadn’t yet reached my head But since you been gone All I do is imagine the draft blowing into this town On the other screen is the heavenly scene Of you and I in bed and your hair hanging down Don’t make me wait too long for you, love Look, the day is fading fast You know I’ll do whatever I have to do, love We gotta make something last
4.
It’s not the price of tea in China Although that begs a question Or the dinner at the diner Though I think that’s worth a mention It’s not the crisis in the news About the Arabs and the Jews Although I wish that they would choose to make that right I’ve got one thing on my mind I’ve got one thing on my mind Yes I’ve got one thing on my mind tonight It’s not the movie we just saw Though I admit it made us laugh Or the sushi in the raw Although I’m glad you gave me half It’s not the ceiling at The Saint And all that peeling of the paint Although a fresh new coat and ain’t that out of sight? I’ve got one thing on my mind Just one thing on my mind Yes I’ve got one thing on my mind tonight And you know what it is My God is it that obvious? The breeze is blowin’ and the moon is shinin’ bright When you look that way at me There’s nothing else that I can see I’m just so glad I get to be with you tonight
5.
Equator 04:30
It’s so long that it goes on and on forever It’s so moving that it made me see sick things It’s so hot that it leaves your body burning Yearning, burning to jump back through the ring So how far did you go? About as far as it took me And when did you know? About as soon as I came And how did it feel? About as deep as it shook me We’re going south for the winter West for the gold We don’t like the north You know it’s noisy and cold It’s so not there you want all the more to touch it Still it’s so there it’s the center of your gravity It’s so wide that you don’t have the room to rush it Every other minute we go back to thinking logically We’re going north for the summer East for the head We don’t like the south You know we’re sweating the bed You equator with the ring of fire And in your other hemisphere, there’s me
6.
New York Son 05:00
She called me yesterday morning to tell me he’d passed Not like it came without warning - still my dad went too fast I want to ask all these people tell me whatever you know I know a few things about him - there’s so much I still don’t Yeah I’m a 7 year old boy in my daddy’s shoes He said, “Son, when I want the news, give me The Daily News.” Nobody had to tell him where he came from And when he said, “The Stadium,” he meant Yankee Stadium He was the man I hope to be before I’m done New York son Corner of 102nd and Amsterdam Ave I took the subway uptown with all that I have Sat on his stool at the Red Eye where the whiskey’s still strong He never liked to say, “Goodbye.” He only said, “So long.” Yeah I’m a 7 year old boy in my daddy’s shoes And a 40 something father in search of some clues Walking through the streets of his youngest years Holding on to memories and holding back tears All the kids are playing stickball Having fun in the New York sun I’m going to ask all these people tell me whatever you know I know a few things about him but there’s so much I still don’t Sometimes I put on his coat and his old leather shoes And when I want the news, give me The Daily News Nobody has to tell me where I come from And when I say “The Stadium,” I mean Yankee Stadium And no matter where I go I’ll always be one New York son
7.
Naomi says she saw you on the street outside Wasabi She was walking up 1st Ave and you were coming out the lobby You hadn’t seen each other in more than quite a while Inevitably my name came up She says you forced a smile “I really ought to call him,” is what I’m told you said It would be nice to hear from you But I won’t hold my breath We’ve been apart for so long now I hardly can believe it Siblings of the soul you know Sometimes I really grieve it You get so close to someone, you imagine it’s for real You’re tight no matter what and that will always be the deal It’s strange to question things you thought you’d never second-guess Who knows, maybe you will reach out But I won’t hold my breath No I won’t hold my breath That would mean a certain death There’s no way that you’ll ever turn to me Yeah I could sit and wait like a fool at heaven’s gate But I’d be disappointed for eternity The world’s indeed your lover I was always cool with that But lying to yourself about your love ain’t where it’s ever at Eventually the truth will out and probably the hard way And when it does my dear you know that’s gonna be a hard day And even then I doubt that you would ever acquiesce Who knows, maybe I could be wrong But I won’t hold my breath
8.
I like to work, don’t get me wrong Got a job to do and it’s all day long And I do it well and I get it done I’m thinking ‘bout the only one Who knows me real and does me right Makes me laugh and holds me tight It’s like a secret no one knows The sun goes down, the whistle blows I can’t help but smile then ‘Cause I can’t wait to see your face again Uncle Joe’s lasagna in the pan I can’t believe that I’m the man Who gets to eat this kind of meal Who gets to be with you for real The morning with you in the bed The memory all day in my head A secret told for me alone The whistle blows, they all go home Change my clothes, I’m smiling ‘Cause I can’t wait to see your face again Some men they want riches Others they want fame Some men crave great power and to make themselves a name It’s all well and good if that’s how they spend their time My riches, fame and power is in knowing you’re all mine
9.
Willie Byrd the Third, I heard they clipped his wings He don’t fly, don’t go high, don’t know why The birds in this cage still sing Ain’t no heat on Mission St. It’s beat, they hardly eat all day Against the wall as all that salty soul food just gets thrown away Winters on the kitchen floor The flaming oven’s open jaw Like summer’s burning bedroom claw But not as fierce and not as raw Demo’s cool in school He plays the fool for all his mugs in class Clowns around but division’s got him down The boy is hardly passing Tries to rise but the criticizing eyes Just see another stupid kid No one takes the time to find That precious mine there in his head Willie Byrd, T. and Jerome Though the bell has rung ain’t going home Demo kicks it down to the gym He knows his boys be waiting on him to play Afternoon basketball Up and down the court Some are tall, some are short They play afternoon basketball Hits a layup on the fly Hams it up when the girls go by You say afternoon basketball Jerome’s daddy ain’t nowhere to be found And Willie Byrd’s just flew Demo’s brother is doing 7 for fives and dimes And that .22 he had Grandma Byrd says, “He got what he gave… The boy just ain’t no good. Could’ve stayed in school but now He’s nothing but some lowly hood.” Willie lies in bed at night And prays dear Jesus make it right Bring my daddy home to stay So maybe Sundays he and I could play Afternoon basketball Up and down the court Some are tall and some are short They play afternoon basketball Shooting hoop out in the sun Nothing wrong with having fun You say afternoon basketball Willie Byrd the Third, the word I heard is that he had a Fourth Took his sweet Latisha and their baby boy to live up north Don’t know why the years all fly and suddenly his boy is ten Works real hard down at the yard Never seen his pop again But Willie Byrd done made a vow To bring that boy up good somehow Been there every single day And Sundays now they both go out and play Afternoon basketball Up and down the court Daddy’s big and his boy is short But not for long, no not for long Hits a layup on the fly Hams it up with his momma watching him Afternoon basketball

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Followup to BETWEEN US, Vol. 3: THE OTHER HALF.
Predecessor to ONE TRACK MIND.

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released July 19, 2018

Written, Arranged, Produced & Performed by Stephen Bard.

Additional Arranging, Production & Performance by Matt Wayne on Tracks 2, 3, 6, 8 & 9.

Recorded & Mixed by Stephen Bard.

Live Drumz recorded by Ryan Ball.


Copyright 2018. Chocolate Covered Strawberry Music (ASCAP).
Daily Natural Alternative Records. DNA 013.

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