Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Thursday, October 8, 2009




Notes on the Songs

It is so liberating to sing aCorolla.


reason I feel like singing is she gets 39 miles to the gallon

at 68 mph on the Interstate, 1999 economies exceed the

Federal CAFE standard of 2022 by 4 mpg.


Listen, I know I can't sing. But I can feel like it.


It has been much fun to record the songs of aCorolla at my Kitchen table

this April, a happy month that I felt like singing and composing.

I loved making "Album Cover" for aCorolla,

cellphone pic, email, photoshop, color printer,



What democracy in these inexpensive and powerful tools!

I liked having the recording process of "my new album"

to speak of in current terms to friends and acquaintances.

Then I would explain that aCorolla was a compendium and celebration

of 30 years of song creation while driving.




Respite


Kitchen

Like there ain't enough junk in New Orleans

19

Clue

Routine

CSW49

ShockofCurls



Orange



Crunchy



Honest

Hurricane Burger King

Exhibition Opportunities for Visual Artists in New Orleans


Old Nissy



Didn'I

a Man

Alma Mae



Charlie Feathers

used to play this club in Phenix City Rozalyn wanted to visit

as we were headin up we met a comin down

a Diminutive dressed as a clown

with a bloody nose

and he was crying

so we Didn't


Both Roz and I commenced to a squat

she took of his hat and gave him a hug

reached for my head and surprised me to say

dry your eyes my little Prince

I want you to try

on your new Fedora




Sugar Buddy

Table

The Tree I Loved



The Tree I loved made my swing

Sheltered Birds whose chorus of song

furnished dreams and astonished dawns

of days I knew would be good and long

The Tree I loved

gently swayed and gave me shade

made of leaves that fell and pleased

Mr. Jeffrey I should rake



The Tree I loved

rescued Rivers, the desultory country mouser

the dogs chase after






Kenneth Goldsmith Sensorium Bulk Direct Factory Outlet Store

Property Hand Blood Clotting Thing

Salt Lagoons

oh the amnesty of magazines in waiting rooms

the phlebotomists name is Manny

c's my veins and calls me money

I wish you'd a stuck to me

that'd been some softly bobbin swim

down there in the salt lagoons

Trailer

a Boat




Blackboard

Chrome Girl

Sitting Dub

Fixin New Orleans

Ductaped Over


A Lot of Ways

TrailerTrash

444




Little Baggies


Andrew



Andrew, I found this thing for you (repeat)
Andrew, I found this very certain thing for you
I lifted it off the street it had been flattened
by the tires of great big trucks
I thought of you Andrew and how you like this stuff
it is an index of that very asphalt
you can see what it was and you can see what it is
so Andrew I found this thing for you


Anyone Can Drive My Car


Satch

Avoid fried foods which angry up the blood
If your stomach disputes you lie down and pacify it with cool thoughts
Keep the juices flowing y jangling around gently as you move
Go very light on the vices, the social ramble ain't restful
Avoid running at all times
Don't look back something might be gaining on you


Former Single Best Thing Ever


You're my former single best thing ever baby
and you can tell him
he might like to notice he got the girl
that the other is done
and the other is gone
and maybe he's got friends a plenty
I like to count mine
and You're my former single best thing ever baby
and those sure were some purt dang dawg
circles that we spun
a year comes around and I set to the table
you called me the King of Quesedilla
and flows my pen to your name again, cause
You're my former single best thing ever baby
and you can tell him calling about a recipe
is just fine and that birthday cake of yours
I baked in the month of July
well that's alright
the reason why my Valentines
stand the test of time
is You're my former single best thing ever baby
and those driftwood shapes that spell your name
were free, just lying on our beach
for me to walk by and see
You're my former single best thing ever baby
I knew the postcard of Kitty
would lighten your way


Chicken in a Jar

Things I do on the side

Lyrics by Robert Seven

Straight



Are You Straight Enough to Play the Game with Me?

To stand straight on the line and caress a beautiful

Sphere you will softly let fly the finest Rainbow

You can find

For the Hoop where the Net rests so Still

Just to congratulate your skill,

Swish

So are you straight enough to play the game with me

in the Catastrophe Basketball Free-Throw League of New Orleans

Animated by 92 natural elements of the story around here

Many times washed by the good young hands of Kyle Molere

A boy who lost all his own in New Orleans East

Inspired by John Cage, compounded with Armour All for Tires

All we ever aim for here Is to stay behind the Charity Stripe

and Revere these uniquely satisfying aesthetic objects of

an Immense Tragedy

To form and fashion the arcs you may call your own


A call to quiet and sober the mind


So are you straight to play the game with me

Then I suggest you quit hanging out at the Tattoo Parlor

And put that cigaret out right now

Nor dare may you stamp it out on this Court

Blessed by the observation of Wijarn Suranamee

On the eve of the Once Every 13 Years Flood

22 November 1988 in Nakon Si Thammarat

That Time and Water Wait for No Man

You see,

You Have to be Straight to Play this Game with Me





Walkin south to Point Conception

I'm the latest in latent image keepin

I always reach for iridescence

Ain't that just a pretty thing to find




There she was at 17th and Geary

Waiting for the bus and not a little weary

I offered my hand and told her my name

Come to find out life would never be the same

Ain't that a just and pretty thing to find



I carry a sack so I can bring things back

Deeply sifting pebbles surely is madness

Unless you are solely searching for quantities of driftglass

good for filling jars and making wind-chimes too

real nice, not that special

I keep to the top of the line of the tide

That's where the rightest now resides

Ain't that just the best thing to find



Jalamalithic Coins, Buttons and Stackers

another Nilla Wafer, like to fill a bowl

That rock looks like a Flint-Stones home

Thats too dumb I'm going to leave it alone

A lot of these are the size of eggs

Fit inside an organic free range hens

Recycled paper crate, wonder if I might

Fetch an even dozen, wouldn't that

Be just a funny thing to find





All of a week spelling her name

Fingertips tappin into my palm

A four letter fever, over and again

Sometimes seven, her middle name is Ann

Can we start doing things consecutive days

We rode on my Seca, Mission to Geneva

for Mom is Cooking's Sopa de Tortilla

Ain't that just a pretty way to dine



In 1543 Conception blew a storm broke Cabrillo's arm

and the Spaniard died

Five miles to reach the Point

Eyes a-peeled for the Holy Grail

a Latex shield in the shape of a man

Once I found a coke can come from Japan

Walked it back to camp dropped it in the trash

That is not a pretty thing to find

Friday, July 24, 2009

I W C W I A C

I W N B D I T H

I W N L W T T C M N


Randy's Discipline

Teacher dictated the lyric to Randy who transcribed it 25 times.
It was exhibited in 1989 at New Langton Arts in San Francisco,
"Special Collections." I recall: bits, pieces, chunks, samples, slices and
splinters from the 7 Wonders of the World, and more.
Obtained by a 19th century woman of means, including hammer, chisel,
saw, labels, ink, bottles, jars…

Hundreds of shoe heels, presented in a 6 foot heel shape.

A lineup of smashed, pavement indexed Kent 3 Lights cigarette packs

A collection of handwritten papers from the Public Domain.

Taken by William Passarelli - i.e.

cardboard sharpie on a liquor store magazine shelf:

"No Looking Assholes"

Including the ruled wrinkled loose leaf by Randy.

A wild no two letters alike handwriting

1. I will come when I am called. I will not break dance in
the halls. I will not laugh when teacher calls my name

(x 25)

I heard, and became a colony of its refrain...

Chris Sullivan April 2009 New Orleans



Randy's Discipline

Randy's Sunshine

Randy's Candy

Randy's Lonesome

Randy's Will

Randy's Jude

Randy's Montgomery

Randy & Coco Robocheaux

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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Randy's Discipline (Sunshine)
Link
Randy's Candy

Randy's Lonesome

Randy's Will

Recent Songs

Ray

Sum of the Digits of the Products of 8

Ductaped-Over

Satch

Sitting with Genvieve

Chrome Girl

Charley Fedora

There are a lot of ways we can go on this, Okay

My Server

Alma May

Jack Fissell Songwriting Workshop Workshop





The evolution of the gestate Lyric a search its Metier

You're My Former Single Best Thing Ever Baby 2:31

You're my former single best thing ever baby
and you can tell him
he might like to notice he's got the girl
that the other is done
and the other is gone
and maybe he's got friends a plenty
I like to count mine
and You're my former single best thing ever baby
and those sure were some purt dang dawg
circles that we spun
a year comes around and I set to the table
you called me the King of Quesedilla
and flows my pen to your name again, cause
You're my former single best thing ever baby
and you can tell him calling about a recipe
is just fine and that birthday cake of yours
I baked in the month of July
well that's alright
the reason why my Valentines
stand the test of time
is You're my former single best thing ever baby
and those driftwood shapes that spell your name
were free, just lying on our beach
for me to walk by and see
You're my former single best thing ever baby
I knew the postcard of Kitty
would lighten your way


Goldsbro Single Best Thing Ever 1:41

Former Single Best Thing Ever Baby Yeah

Former Single Best Thing Ever Baby Motown Yeah

YMFSBTEB 8:26








my new record is called

a C o r o ll a





Charlie Feathers

Like There Ain't Enough Junk in New Orleans



Kitchen




19

Clue 5

Clinically Sane White and 49

Routine

Shock of Curls

Orange

Ceppinsome

Crunchy 1

Honest

Hurricane Berger King 3

Ductaped Over

a Man 10



Exhibition Opportunities for Visual Artists in New Orleans




Old Nissy

AlmaMay 2



Dear Fe 6

The Tree I Loved

Thats Right Baby 8

Sugarbuddy 9

Table

Property Hand Blood Clotting Thing

Shi**ing on Company Time

Salt Lagoons 11

Spartan Trailer

a Boat

Trailer Trash

Roofin Mudjackin HouseMoving

444

Blackboard 13

Beautiful Maladies 12

Sittin

Luigi On The Dock of the Bay

FixiNewOrleans 4

Concrete Chips

Stash

Andrew Moss

FrontDoorman



Cushion

Baby 14

Yin Yang Thing

Sadie

Oh My God I Quit Job

Chrome Girl

Barney and Martin 16

Texas



Anyone Can Drive My Car

Maple Sayings 17

Chicken in a Jar

Highway Crews Side of the Job 15

Randy's Discipline








Lyric Booklet

a PDF document formatted to produce 8 pages with 2 sheets of 8.5"x 11 paper

1. Print Odd Pages Only
2. Return printed pages to printer
3. Print Even Pages Only
4. Trim & Fold in Half - see page numbers for orientation

Note - the two large images on this web-page are sized for
printing back to back to provide a Cover for the Booklet


Notes

* Guitar, Vocal and Song composition by Jake Fussell of the duo ChrisnJake

1 Roger Manley, 1996 in Conversation

2 Cafe Envie, Decatur Street, New Orleans

3 Remarks from The Lounge Car, Amtrak California Zephyr Crossing the Rockies, May 8 2001

4 All Un-aCorolla songs byChris Sullivan and Jake Fussell

5 Jack Soman

6 Thought outside the Cool Beans Cafe, 4342 California St 94118 one cold December morning &

utterance by Wijarn Suranamee November 21 1988 in Nakon Si Thammarat on the eve of

the Once Every 13 Years Flood

7 Lisa DeAngelo

8 Poem by Jordan Davis

9 Dang-u-Sugarbuddies - thnx 4 the Sizzlers, Party Barge Weekends & Coupon, Free Massage

10 Do Not Ask Me

11 Guerrero Negro, Baja California

12 Letter from Genvieve Roulin

13 "infamous" Music Club in Bakersfield Ca, 1950-60's

14 Original 5thWheelers Song Co-written with Don Curran

15 by Richard Russell, NYDOT Light Maintenance Foreman, Booneville Ny

& published by the Schenectady Gazette 1958

16 Lyric taken verbatim from a scene in the film, The Creeping Terror

17 From The Maple Sugar Book by Helen and Scott Nearing


Songs and Lyrics, except where noted, written or composed by Chris Sullivan

All rights are reserved and genial in most cases

Jake Fussell has collaborated on much of this the music, and contributes plenty a fine couplet

when he puts a mind to it -

("hope you like the flowers / I'll be back in 3 hours")


A Pretty Thing to Find


Walkin south to Point Conception

I'm the latest in latent image keeping

I always reach for iridesence

Ain't that just a pretty thing to find





There she was at 17th and Geary

Waiting for the bus and not a little weary

I offered my hand and told her my name

Come to find out life would never be the same

Ain't that a just and pretty thing to find









I carry a sack so I can bring things back

deeply sifting pebbles surely is madness

Unless you are solely searching for quantites of driftglass

Of which I've filled jars and made wind-chimes too

They're real nice but not that special

I keep to the top of the line of the tide

Thats where the rightest now resides

Ain't that just the best thing to find







Jalamalithic Coins, Buttons and Stackers

another Nilla Wafer, I'd like to fill a bowl

That rock looks like a Flint-Stones home

Thats too Dumb I'm going to leave it alone

A lot of these are about the size of eggs

Fit inside an organic free range hens

Recycled paper crate, wonder if I might

Fetch an even dozen, wouldn't that

Be just a funny thing to find






All of a week spelling her name

Fingertip a tappin into my palm

A four letter fever, over and again

Sometimes seven, her middle name is Ann

Can we start doing things consecutive days

We rode on my Seca, Mission to Geneva

for Mom is Cooking's Sopa de Tortilla

Ain't that just a pretty way to dine





In 1543 Conception blew a storm, broke Cabrillo's arm

and the Spainard died

Five miles to reach the Point

Eyes a-peeled for the holy grail

Latex shield in the shape of a man

Once I found a coke can come from Japan

Walked it back to camp, dropped it in the trash

That is not a pretty thing to find










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Tuesday, April 14, 2009

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Trailer Trash

Orange

Andrew Moss

Crunchy 1

AlmaMay 2

Like There Ain't Enough Junk in New Orleans

Hurricane Berger King





Exhibition Opportunitiy for Visual Artists in New Orleans

a Boat

FixiNewOrleans 4

Ceppinsome

Clue 5

Stash

Chrome Girl

Texas *



Dear Fe 6

Ductaped Over



Old Nissy


Anyone Can Drive My Car

Shock of Curls 7


Kitchen


Table

Thats Right Baby 8

Honest

Sugarbuddy 9




a Man 10

Property Hand Blood Clotting Thing

Clinic-ly Sane White & 49

Respite

Routine

Concrete Chips

Salt Lagoons 11

Beautiful Maladies 12

Roofin Mudjackin HouseMoving



19
SoCT

Trailer Trash 2

Blackboard 13

Janis and Herman

Sittin

Baby 14

Cushion

FrontDoorman

Sadie

Yin Yang Thing

Highway Crews Side of the Job 15

I Will Come When I Am Called 16

444




Lyric Booklet

a PDF document formatted to produce 8 pages with 2 sheets of 8.5"x 11 paper

1. Print Odd Pages Only
2. Return printed pages to printer
3. Print Even Pages Only
4. Trim & Fold in Half - see page numbers for orientation

Note - the two large images on this web-page are sized for
printing back to back to provide a Cover for the Booklet


Notes

* Guitar, Vocal and Song composition by Jake Fussell of the duo ChrisnJake

1 Roger Manley, 1996 in Conversation

2 Cafe Envie, Decatur Street, New Orleans

3 Remarks from The Lounge Car, Amtrak California Zephyr Crossing the Rockies, May 8 2001

4 Un-acorolla version by ChrisnJake

5 Jack Soman

6 Thought outside the Cool Beans Cafe, 4342 California St 94118 one cold December morning &

utterance by Wijarn Suranamee November 21 1988 in Nakon Si Thammarat on the eve of

the Once Every 13 Years Flood

7 Lisa DeAngelo

8 Poem by Jordan Davis

9 Dang-u-Sugarbuddies - thnx 4 the Sizzlers, Party Barge Weekends & Coupon, Free Massage

10 Do Not Ask Me

11 Guerrero Negro, Baja California

12 Letter from Genvieve Roulin

13 "infamous" Music Club in Bakersfield Ca, 1950-60's

14 Original 5thWheelers Song Co-written with Don Curran

15 by Richard Russell, NYDOT Light Maintenance Foreman, Booneville Ny

& published by the Schenectady Gazette 1958


Songs and Lyrics, except where noted, composed by Chris Sullivan

All rights are reserved and genial in most cases

Jake Fussell does the music

shows me how to phrase better, and he contributes good editing and

a fine couplet when he puts a mind to it -

("hope you like the flowers / I'll be back in 3 hours")




49786-1