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Serenade Postcards

by Michael Brett

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1.
I love the Sex Pistols, Joe Strummer and The Clash Neil Young solo and with Crosby, Stills, and Nash Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash Ringo, Plastic Ono Band on the Run, All Things Must Pass I'm a little bit of everything Got all this music in my head I'm a little bit of everything I'm a little bit of everything, everything I love Aretha, Gladys Knight, and James Brown Smokey and the Miracles, and everyone at Motown The Thin White Duke, Lou Reed and the Velvet Underground Bruce and his E Street band, man! I love that Jersey sound! I'm a little bit of everything Got all this music in my head I'm a little bit of everything I'm a little bit of everything, everything I love the Yardbirds, the Kinks, the Who, the Stones Loretta, Tammy, Merle Haggard, and George Jones Paul Weller and The Jam, the Damned, the Ramones Or when Miles blows his trumpet or when Coltrane plays that saxophone I'm a little bit of everything Got all this music in my head I'm a little bit of everything I'm a little bit of everything, everything I love Bob Dylan, Joni Mitchell, Woody Guthrie Run DMC, the Beasties, Public Enemy Billie Holiday, Tony, Frank, Ella, Louis John Lee Hooker, Muddy Waters, Howlin' Wolf, and B.B. King I'm a little bit of everything Got all this music in my head I'm a little bit of everything I'm a little bit of everything And I could go on and on and on and on and on
2.
Dave's a constant no-show And Jim found his Yoko And I may have more success If I just went solo Bob became a junkie It's too big of a monkey The other guys lean toward heavy rock But I'm leaning more toward country So I'm breaking up the band Gonna disappoint our fans, yeah Yeah I'm breaking up the band I'm always been in control But Jim, he wants a bigger role Our albums all go platinum But the last one it just went gold Our label didn't get it So we released it independent And I wrote every single song But Jim demands co-credit So I'm breaking up the band Gonna be heartbreak for our fans, yeah Yeah I'm breaking this band Despite no label pressures There's really no team effort And it became a heavy chore To put out our last record It's such a common story Dave was tired of touring And I'm really much happier Working on my own recordings So I'm breaking up the band Gonna disappoint our fans, yeah I'm breaking up this band Like Creedence and the Eagles Just like all four Beatles Everything is different now And everything is legal But I never say never Or that breakups are forever Who knows! If the money's right We may get back together I'm breaking up this band Gonna be heartbreak for our fans It's time to break up this band
3.
Suzanne deserved so much more Then some impractical dreamer This is not what she signed up for When I put that ring upon her finger Shoulda been a doctor or a lawyer Should got a job with the government Rock 'n roll is a destroyer Of all things permanent Kids need food on the table Kids need shoes on their feet Kids need their dads to watch them play football Kids need braces on their teeth Wives need their husbands to be there Wives need stability This rock 'n roll life ain't no sure thing She stopped believing in me Kids need food on the table Kids need to be insured These bar gigs, going from town to town They put that burden all on her Got my songs on a soundtrack But it pays little royalties This rock 'n roll life ain't no sure thing She stopped believing in me Shoulda been a broker or an architect Shoulda got yourself into real estate Or at least something with a steady paycheck Rock 'n roll is little or no pay Suzanne got herself a lawyer She wants full custody Rock 'n roll is a destroyer Of happy families
4.
I'd really love to play But the press won't come to this small-town café I need a boost to my career So call me when Mr. Springsteen gets here 'Cause this is small potatoes And I need something big I'll only help my neighbors With a high-profile gig I need a large amphitheater A green room with hot food and a healthy retainer Yeah, I'll try to be sincere But they're not the only ones who've had a shitty year And this is small potatoes And I need something big I'll only getting famous With a high-profile gig 'Cause this is small potatoes And I need something big I'll only help my neighbors With a high-profile gig Yeah, people got diseases People lose their houses in the breezes There are people going hungry But I need exposure, I hope you raise a lot of money, honey And this is small potatoes And I need something big I'll only getting famous With a high-profile gig And this is small potatoes And I need something big I'll only getting famous With a high-profile gig
5.
Dude 03:43
By the light of the moon I see stars, I see stars As I'm writing out this tune I see stars, I see stars Let it play Like yesterday When I first heard you, dude In the costumes that you wear I see art, I see art In the way you change your hair I see art, I see art Let it play Like yesterday When I first saw you, dude A teenage boy grows up to be a man But reacts the same way to the songs from back then Let it play Like yesterday When I first heard you, dude When I look up into space I hear guitars, I hear guitars It must be a pretty place Up in Mars, among the stars Let it play Like yesterday When I first heard you, dude Let it stay Like yesterday When I first heard you, dude © 2016 Michael B. Nahmias
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Tamb Girl 05:38
She's hanging out with him Which means she's hanging with our band She just wants to fit in And be more than just a fan She can't play and she can't sing Nobody wants to hear her tambourine To be a groupie ain't her wish She thinks she's got real talent Some are born with this gift But I'm afraid she'll never have it She can't write and she can't sing Nobody wants to hear her tambourine We've got the rhythm covered We've got another Neil Peart She'll never be no drummer When her lack of timing hurts Nobody in the band wants to be mean She won't add anything with her tambourine We tried her out on harmonies She can't quite hit those notes And anyway, we'd rather stay a 4-piece So I'm afraid, she has to go, she has to go Nobody in the band wants to be mean She won't add anything with her tambourine Tambourine girl, tambourine girl She better find a different world
7.
I'm a bar singer Playing their requests You're a heavy drinker The only one left in this bar It's 2 a.m. And tomorrow night, I do the same thing over again But I'm a songwriter With songs you've never heard 'Cause they always ask for Zeppelin And they always want "Free Bird" While I've got your ear I'll play you my song while you finish your last beer I'm a big dreamer Of being down in Nashville But I whored myself out tonight At Chelsey's Bar and Grille Singing songs they know Songs that are the staples of FM radio But I'm a songwriter Can I play you my tune? I've been working on the chorus Since late this afternoon It's 2 a.m. The bar has cleared I'll sing you my song while you finish your last beer This song can be a radio hit I'm really proud of it The bartender is locking the front doors So be my sounding board I'm a songwriter With songs that don't get played 'Cause they come for familiar things Or else I don't get paid I'm a songwriter In an empty bar I'll unplug the PA And pack up my guitar While I've got your ear I'll play you my song while you finish your last beer
8.
They take the brunt of my anger When I am strumming my guitar I've been putting them in danger 'Cause I play 'em so damn hard These poor, innocent strings That low E string is a tough one There's a lot it can withstand But have pity on that high E string That string always breaks Always gets replaced Since I've got a violent hand These poor, innocent strings I think they saved me These flat-wound, regular lights Since I lost my baby I'm always playing day and night These poor, innocent strings She turned me into a madman Gonna crank the volume on my amp And when I strum like Pete Townshend Those strings take it like a champ These poor, innocent strings I don't think I've ever changed that B string But I think it's on it's last leg How has it survived? That string has nine lives I'm afraid to turn that tuning peg These poor, innocent strings
9.
Me and Pete had a high school rock band Two kids planning to rock the world But all those dreams, they were put on the back burner When Pete fell in love with a girl He got his sweetheart Ann Marie pregnant And he chose to do the right thing He stopped playing and got himself a steady-paying job And gave Ann Marie a wedding ring Yeah, Pete was a natural So what a tragedy He shoulda been out there playing Not at that factory But that kind of life didn't happen to me So I've been lucky I guess Some might say I've been blessed To be out on that road doing what I do best I've played Jersey more times than I can count They know the words to all my songs Time goes quickly when I'm playing out in Cleveland But the shows in Phoenix always seem to drag on and on I've played Dallas seems like hundred of times They’ve always liked me out in Austin It's on and off that bus, pack/unpack that suitcase Sometimes it's laryngitis and exhaustion They say it's just the nature of the business Eating at those Cracker Barrels, staying at those Motel 6's But Pete never got to live this kinda life So I've been lucky I guess Some might say I've been blessed To be out on that road doing what I do best I saw Pete last time I was in town I hadn't seen him in fifteen or sixteen years He's got four kids now, so life keeps him real busy But he managed to sneak out for a couple of beers He said he saw me on the cover of some magazine It put a big smile on his face He got promoted, so he's said it's been like 5 or 6 years Since he took that guitar out of its case I said "I put together a real tight band. We're headed to Europe and then we'll hit Japan". He said "I wish I was going with you, man!" So I've been lucky I guess Some might say I've been blessed To be out on that road doing what I do best Can't start a family when you're married to the road It's been months since I've been home I've had women walking in and out my door But I always ended up alone I've pushing almost 40 years of age But I still get chills when I walk out on that stage And I'll be doing this til I'm buried in my grave So I've been lucky I guess Some might say I've been blessed To be out on that road doing what I do best I've been lucky I guess Some might say I've been blessed To be out on that road doing what I do best

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released October 5, 2017

All songs written by Michael B. Nahmias (c)2017

PRODUCED BY MICHAEL BRETT and BRIAN OSTERING
"DUDE" PRODUCED and MIXED BY TOMMY STRAZZA

MASTERED BY GEORGE WIRTH

ARTWORK BY JIM MILLHEISER

Musicians:
MICHAEL BRETT: all vocals; all guitars; bass; mandolin
DEIRDRE FORREST: co-lead vocal on "Rock 'N Roll is a Destroyer"
BOB HART: string arrangements on "Dude"
JOE HARVARD: lap steel guitar on "Rock 'N Roll is a Destroyer"
CALEB H. MITTER: drums, percussion, drum programming, harmonica
BRIAN OSTERING: backing vocal on "Breaking Up the Band"
JAY SALES: cajon on "Breaking Up the Band"
TOMMY STRAZZA: lead guitar on "Dude" and "Tamb Girl"
ALICIA VAN SANT: backing vocal on "Breaking Up the Band"

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Michael Brett Asbury Park, New Jersey

Influenced by music legends like John Lennon, Bob Dylan, and David Bowie, Michael Brett's songs are a moving combination of catchy, jangly mostly-acoustic guitar hooks and words that are essentially characters who might put a smirk on your face, might make you ponder, might lift you up, or might make you sad inside. ... more

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