‘Open the Door’ song lyrics

March 15, 2017 in Uncategorized

Open the Door’ – From the ‘Dancing with the Moment’ album.TMP-Shoot---Canyon-Hike-PR-049a

verse 1
Hear the morning breeze that’s rattling the window
Feel the waking sun peep through the blinds
Lost in a daydream Thoughts so far away
But aware of how the ‘here and the now’
Is slipping away

verse 2
Smell each steaming drip of coffee a’brewing
Watch the bob and weave of birds in the air
Lost in reflection
A million miles away
But hearing the bell and knowing full well
We’ve only today
So come out and play

chorus
Open the door and step outside
Step outside
There’s such a world to share
So open up the door and step outside

verse 3
Lost in a memory
Of good things left undone
But hearing the chime and knowing that time
Waits for no one
To dance ‘neath the sun

Chorus
Open the door and step outside
Step outside
There’s such a world to share
So open up the door

Open the door and step outside
Step outside
There’s such a world to share
Outside
Step outside

Open the door and step outside…

About the writing of  Open the Door

The music came first. At the time I had been immersing myself in Brian Wilson’s ‘Pet Sounds’ and the soaring melody
reflects that. Lyrically, I wanted to write something that had an almost child like innocence to it. It’s simply about tuning
into life – being a dreamer but engaging the world. Greeting the morning as if it were the first (or the last). Life is a miracle.
Open the door and embrace it.

Love and Harmony
Danny Faragher

Lady Death – a poem by Danny Faragher, artwork by Michael Cano

March 20, 2016 in Coping, Happenings, Poetry, Reflections, Thoughts, Uncategorized

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she rides in the shotgun seat
we are fellow travelers

though my gaze is fixed on the road
and our eyes have never met
her figure looms in my periphery

between us there is an awkward silence
how does one break the ice?
can’t chat about the weather with death
(man, talk about an elephant in the room)
the white lines are racing by
but with my companion
there is no closure
no shedding of light

sometimes, though,
out of nowhere
she purses her lips
and whistles a
haunting tune – the
melody strange,
mysterious,
but, oddly,
familiar

Manassas Battlefield – a poem

January 17, 2016 in Happenings, Poetry, Reflections, Scrolling Back, Thoughts, Uncategorized

Manassas Battlefield

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Photo by Bryan Faragher

a forest,
turning red and gold,
keeps solemn watch
in the chill October air

the last vestiges of daylight
begin their retreat from the
rolling field below

high above,
the agitated sky
swirls and tumbles in a
boiling mix of blue and gray

a  row of cannons,
perched on the high ground,
is melting into the dark.
the bronze barrels that once
belched point-blank horror
into a sea of humanity
are now mute
cold to the touch

beneath a green turf
the ground slumbers
but it is the sleep
of the traumatized
the fitful sleep
of the wounded

I  tread softly

on a hot summer day
a century and a half ago
this was the most violent
spot on the planet

under clouds of acrid smoke
young men in itchy wool
clutched their weapons
and marched into this
field… this
valley of death
in the opening act of a
national tragedy

I ponder…

the wound still festers
the divide still stands
the promise of a
‘new birth of freedom’
still a work in progress

I see figures in the distance

beyond the edge of grass
standing in the knee-high straw
an African-American bride and
groom are exchanging vows
she in white dress
he in black tux

the pastor pauses,
closes his book
and looks up
to nod and smile

the man and woman turn
to face one another
and falling into
each other’s arms
they embrace
and plant
a loving
kiss

01/17/16

 

 

Grief

January 6, 2016 in Coping, Poetry, Reflections, Scrolling Back, Thoughts, Uncategorized

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connection cut
but connection still felt
her presence is all around –
the strands of hair in an idle brush,
a smiling snapshot on the dresser top,
a note found stashed in a coat pocket

he roams from room to room
reaching out in vain, trying to
penetrate the empty space
she left behind
the walls mock him with the
echo of his own weeping

grief has no expiration date
it does not diminish or subside, but
flows like an underground stream,young mary fin
carving out new caverns of being
and flooding to the surface now and again
with a startling paroxysm of tears

but the sun rises and sets
life scrolls on
one copes,
learning to live with grief
just as one learns to tolerate
a pain in the joint or
to tune out a ringing in the ears

AlServ

 

blood moon rising

September 28, 2015 in Nature's Backyard, Poetry, Reflections, Uncategorized

 

Blood-Moon

blood moon rising
breaking through cover
of cloud

bearing earth’s shadow
upon its face
like a proud scar

then free – it looms large
commanding the night sky,
illuminating the upturned
faces below

Faragher Brothers ‘Yellow Album’ Review. A Classic.

April 1, 2015 in Events, Happenings, Thoughts, Uncategorized

Our first LP – the eponymous ‘The Faragher Brothers’ aka ‘Yellow Album’ was the the culmination of three years of wood shedding. Countless hours (many of them spent in the The 'Yellow Album' - 1976basement of our folk’s house in Redlands) went into writing, arranging, and honing the sound that would emerge on our first release.  Although the record never gained the status it deserved, it has remained a cult classic. The Japanese Sony reissue of 2000  sold out immediately. As of this writing, a new copy ships for $300.00+.

One listen will tell you why the record has become a classic. It is timeless – artistically pristine, yet soulful and heartfelt. We were the real deal, and I am proud to have been part of it.  The fact that were able to get so much of our music down on wax makes all the sacrifices worthwhile.  

I would like to express our gratitude to our all our loyal fans who have kept the flame burning and spread the word over the years. Thank-you, thank-you. We  love you! For those of you who have expressed frustration at not being able to purchase the music there is good news. A reissue of the entire Faragher Brothers catalog is in the works. Keep your fingers crossed!

Here is a review of the album written by Beverly Paterson for the online mag, ‘SomethingElse’.

 

 

DECEMBER 28, 2014 BY BEVERLY PATERSON

The Faragher Brothers –Faragher Bros (1976): Forgotten series

Actual siblings, the Faragher Brothers starred Jimmy on vocals, Danny on vocals, keyboards, trombone and percussion, Tommy on vocals and piano, and Davey on vocals and bass. Hailing from Redlands, California, these guys had been staples of the scene for over a decade, particularly Jimmy and Danny, having acquired national fame with the Peppermint Trolley Company. 1969 saw the band score a hit single with “Baby You Come Rollin’ Across My Mind,” while their solitary album, The Peppermint Trolley Company, is a masterpiece of its era.

Although the Peppermint Trolley Company specialized in psychedelic pop a la the Left Banke and the Strawberry Alarm Clock, the boys had solid backgrounds in many different styles. Come the early 70s, they pursued their appreciation of soul music with ardent fervor, and signed a deal with ABC Records, resulting in a pair of albums. A real family affair, the band later added brother Marty and sister Pamela to the line-up, and were now employed by the Polydor label where they released two albums before dispersing.

But the album we’re currently discussing is the debut effort, Faragher Bros, which is also often referred to as “The Yellow Album.” Produced by Vini Poncia, who played in notable ’60s bands such as the Trade Winds and the Innocents, penned tunes for the likes of the Ronettes, Tommy James, and Leo Sayer, and worked with Ringo Starr, Melissa Manchester and Kiss, the disc not only perfectly captures the vibe of the hour, but further characterizes the band’s impeccable chemistry and multiple talents.

Torched by a funky undercurrent, wired with stabbing horns and sweeping choruses, “Best Years Of My Life” launches Faragher Bros off in splendid shape as the catchy track homes right in on every aspect of the band’s abilities. Beautifully breathy harmonies, compounded by smart and striking arrangements sparkle forth on “In Your Time Of Need,” fiery funk grooves encompass “Give It Up,” and “Please Hurry Up” mixes reggae beats with sweet soul sensations to satisfying effects. Set to a jazzy motif, “You Touched Me” projects a sexy feel, a version of Curtis Mayfield’s “It’s All Right” remains loyal to its springy and carefree complexion, and “Never Get Your Love Behind Me” soars to a smooth and polished finish.

Emotionally charged singing, derived straight from the gut, joined by locked-in instrumentation and pin-sharp hooks make Faragher Bros an album where each number explodes with radio-friendly qualities. Having researched their Temptations, Isley Brothers, O’Jays, Barry White, and Earth, Wind and Fire records well, and transpiring their knowledge and talent into action, these guys were the genuine article.

Upon hearing Faragher Bros, you’ll no doubt be puzzled as to why the band didn’t crack the big time. Truth be told, image has a lot to do with success, and the group’s hippy jam band look, which entailed long hair, puka shells, and jeans, just didn’t jive with the slick and classy soul sounds they so stunningly sang and performed. Marketing and promotion be darned, Faragher Bros is an outstanding collection of sincere soul music and is primed for rediscovery.'The Yellow Album' - Backside

 

Beverly Paterson

Beverly Paterson was born the day Ben E. King hit No. 4 with “Stand By Me” — which is actually one of her favorite songs, especially John Lennon’s version. She’s contributed to Lance Monthly and Amplifier, and served as Rock Beat International’s associate editor. Paterson has also published Inside Out, and Twist & Shake. Contact Something Else!

‘Dancing with the Moment’ to air on KCSB-FM 91.9 this New Year’s Eve

December 30, 2014 in Events, Happenings, Uncategorized

DJ Tibo ‘Tibonious Funk’ Cuellar will be airing  selected
tracks off the new Danny Faragher album, ‘Dancing CD400_outwith the Moment’, on his show – ‘Cold Cuts’ (6:00 – 8:00 am).

Start off the New Year’s Eve celebration with the eclectic sounds of this critically acclaimed LP.

 

Click here for the live stream http://www.kcsb.org/webcast/

 

 

 

 

 

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‘Dancing with the Moment’ -Track by Track

December 21, 2014 in Happenings, Uncategorized

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  1. Song in the Night – The track sets up the LP, and provides the title line. The first song I ever wrote completely on guitar, and a rarity in that it turned out so much better than I even dared to envision. It features lots of harmonies, and a return to the kind of baroque, psychedelic sound we experimented with in the sixties. Solid backing on bass and drums from Tim Horrigan and Chris Blondale, respectively. Tasty flute and trombone parts in back. Apologies to John Keats.
  2.  Open the Door – After I recorded ‘Song..’ I became a little freaked out, reluctant to begin writing something for fear it would be pedestrian. I was in the act of doing my morning pull-ups when the melody to the pre-chorus came to me in a flash. I’d been listening a lot to Pet Sounds, and the soaring quality of the line reflects that. It features sweet lyrics about being in the here and now and engaging life. ‘There’s such a world to share..’ 
  3. Slo Mo Struttin’ – A lascivious shuffling funk. Feet do some walkin’ and libido does some talkin’. Here’s a tune in the tradition of ‘girl watching’ songs. Just pure fun! Lots of B3, harp, and bone over a killer drum track by Bryan Faragher.  Great scratch guitar work by Craig Copeland.
  4. The Sad Man – Experimental. Three part harmony chant with falsetto lead. I actually wrote it on an Easter Day while vacuuming the living room to prepare for my son coming over with his girlfriend. The hum of the machine morphed into this song. By the time my chore was finished I’d pretty much completed the piece, including the lyrics. Do you think it might be wise to share some writer’s credit with the machine?

5. Due South on the Blue Line – This is an instrumental I wrote in October of 1963. I was sixteen and Kennedy was still                    President! I was also listening to a lot of jazz at the time and was drawn to the idiom’s almost hypnotic groove and sense            of motion.  I had also just gotten my driver’s license and was enjoying the new found freedom of breezing down the                        highway. Writing the song was a means of expressing these feeling in music. I used to perform this with my high school            combo, the Mark V. Simeon Pillich on Bass, and Chris Blondale on drums lay down a solid rhythm as trombone and                    amped chromatic harp double on the lead line. Memorable piano solo by Jane Getz.

  1. Pacific Blue – A fond reminiscence of a day at the beach. The goal was to create such a strong atmosphere through the words and music that the listener feels they’re right there.  The Bryan Wilson influence is obvious but I believe it stands on its own. Harmonies, B3, jazzy chromatic harp solo on bridge. Great guitar work by Bob Gothar.

7. Crazy – A hard rocker. Originally recorded in 1989, but Bryan and I tweaked it, adding electronic drums, synth, and a red hot amped harmonica. My famous bass playing brother, Davey Faragher (Elvis Costello), plays on this, while brother, Jimmy, and sister, Pammy, sing the background parts.

8.  Fountain Cascade – An ambient piece which sonically weaves from the open air and into AM Radio -land.

9.  Fountain of Love – I look back on the doo wop era with real affection.  I was very young fan, and my age group is probably the last to have identified the genre as ‘our music’. To me it was beautiful music, created by talented artists (Mostly African -American and Italian). Yes, it’s a form that wears its heart on its sleeve – no whispered monotones of ironic angst to be found here – but oh can it ever deliver the goods emotionally. Fountain of Love stays true to the form, with lyrics built around a romantic metaphor. Vocal  responses from the cool female trio (Karen Whipple Schnurr, Donna Deussen, and Jody Mortara) enter to complement the lead. Intentionally wanting the  instrumental section to sound like a prom dance, I played the sax solo myself (No chance of my showing off on that axe), and backed it with a dreamy lap steel guitar.

10.  Too Much Pressure – A collaboration with Bryan and Alec Echevaria, a student of mine. Fast, J.B. funk tune. One can take in the lyric message or just move to the groove.  A one-man- band routine with my son, Bryan, adding the poppin’ drum layers. An exciting video of this is nearing completion, and will be out soon.

11. The Devil Wind Blues. A world weary soul faces his own mortality in the midst of a Santa Ana windstorm. The amped harmonica evokes smoke and flame, and the stinging guitar solo by Craig Copeland tells nothin’ but the truth. Fine backing from Pillich and Blondale on bass and drums.

12.  A Dry Spell Ends – Harmonica sends a plea to the sky, and muted cornets return a desolate answer as a dry wind blows in the background.   Then – ‘Ah!’ –  The heavens bestow rain.

12  Rainbow Pier – A kind of tone poem. Inspired by a dreamlike memory from childhood. Shades of Debussy, Ellington, and Stevie Wonder. Lovely siren voices supplied by Karen, Donna, and Jody sing their seductive call.

 

 

Dancing with the Moment – The cover art nails it!

December 15, 2014 in Events, Happenings, Uncategorized

CD400_out I originally envisioned the album as simply a vehicle to showcase some original songs.  Then in 2011, I wrote ‘Song in the Night’,a swirling, psychedelic tune with lyrics that dealt with the song’s own creation, a very circular idea. Musically, it projects a heady sense of motion and the passing of time (My mother once told me. ‘Life is a blink of an eye.’). I took a line from the chorus – ‘Dancing with the moment…’   as a theme to pull the entire LP together.  The tracks came to represent the myriad thoughts and emotions experienced through the course of day (or a life): joy, sadness, yearning, disappointment, hope, love, lust…

Having wrapped up the musical side of the project, with all the tracks mixed, mastered and ready to go, my son, Bryan and I set our focus on finding a visual image to compliment the sonic. I racked my brain to come up with  a few ideas.  Alas, I am no painter. My ideas were too literal, too representational .  A dancer precariously  perched atop a shaky pedestal, was one example. When I suggested them to Bryan, he gave me a ‘Come on… Really?’ look. ‘How would you actually do that?’ he asked. He thought it should be more abstract. Going through his original photos, he found a shot taken through the windshield  of a moving car on a rainy night. I then sat and watched with amazement as he manipulated the image into its glorious eye-popping result. I love it! It perfectly fits my idea of motion and time, and it’s beautiful. Check it out.

Singing Our Mother Farewell

October 7, 2014 in Poetry, Scrolling Back, Thoughts, Uncategorized

 Singing Our Mother Farewell

we raised up our voices and held grief at baystock-footage-sunset-on-a-ocean-shore
singing our mother good-bye
siblings united on a sad mournful day
singing our mother good-bye

we sang as we sailed o’er an ocean of tears
singing our mother farewell
and the cries of the sobbing surf played in our ears
singing our mother farewell

we sang ’til the sun disappeared from the sky
singing our mother on home
and angels in heaven could hear our good-bye
as we sang our mother on home

 

 

Mary Louise Faragher

Mary Louise Faragher