DYLAN 70​-​PHILADELPHIA PAYS TRIBUTE TO A LEGEND

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2011 was a special year for songwriting legend Bob Dylan. It not only marked the year of his 70th birthday but it was also the 50 year anniversary of his first
recording. Being a huge fan of his work, and a singer/songwriter myself, I was really inspired to put together and produce a tribute compilation featuring Philadelphia Artists. In 2009 I met a group of engineers from Racetrack Studios out of Gettysburg PA that had just opened a new facility in the old Indre studio space in South Philadelphia, and in 2010 I decided to partner up with them and record it there.

My introduction to Bob Dylan's music began about 10 years ago. I'm a rocker at heart and I grew up influenced by primarily rock music. I never cared much for folk or similar styles that much, so I bypassed them...until I hit the age of 30. A former friend of mine turned me onto Bob Dylan when I was going through a tough time in my life and when his words got through to me it was like I "saw the light". It felt like Bob was singing to me and giving me advice that directly pertained to exactly what I was going through. It was really powerful and I will never forget it. Many have critiqued Bob Dylan (including myself in the past at times) for his style of singing or his actual voice, but I believe he transcends what a perfect singer should sound like. He doesn't follow recipes or formulas for his music nor will you hear him spoon feeding you the obvious "big pop chorus". What I feel Bob Dylan teaches us is to HAVE something to say, to BELIEVE in what you're saying, and then, in his brilliant way, DELIVER IT WITH UNDENIABLE CONVICTION.

This project, like many before it, has been challenging from the start. First off, it is very challenging to cover Bob Dylan...I mean, he's a genius, and the delivery and intent behind each one of his songs is so real that it is incredibly difficult to try and re-interpret any of it. I respect each and every artist on this album for doing so with such talent and grace. Tracking each artist and working within so many different genres on a compilation CD was more rewarding then I could have ever imagined. Cheers to all involved - I hope you all enjoyed working on this album as much as I did. And cheers to Mr. Bob Dylan!... I hope you had a fantastic year and have many more to come!

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released 30 January 2012

Produced by Lance Davis/LATEBLOOM (except for **).
Engineered by Shane G. Moore (except for **).
Recorded at Racetrack Sound Studios.
Mastered by Dave Bowden.
* Man in me co-produced by Lucky.
** Make you feel my love engineered and produced by Paul Chiaccherini.
*** You Angel You co-produced by Shane Moore.
**** Just Like a Woman co-produced by Andrew Lipke.
Thank You to the lovely and talented Erika Simmons for allowing me the use of her fantastic “tape art” portait of The Man himself.

©2011 ROKBOX PRODUCTIONS

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2011 was a special year for songwriting legend Bob Dylan. It not only marked the year of his 70th birthday but it was also the 50 year anniversary of his first recording.  Being a huge fan of his work, and a singer/songwriter myself, I was really inspired to put together and produce a tribute compilation featuring Philadelphia Artists.   ... more

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Track Name: LEVEE DRIVERS - Tell Me Momma
Ol’ black Bascom, don’t break no mirrors
Cold black water dog, make no tears
You say you love me with what may be love
Don’t you remember makin’ baby love?
Got your steam drill built and you’re lookin’ for some kid
To get it to work for you like your nine-pound hammer did
But I know that you know that I know that you show
Something is tearing up your mind

Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma, what is it?
What’s wrong with you this time?

Hey, John, come and get me some candy goods
Shucks, it sure feels like it’s in the woods
Spend some time on your January trips
You got tombstone moose up and your grave-yard whips
If you’re anxious to find out when your friendship’s gonna end
Come on, baby, I’m your friend!
And I know that you know that I know that you show
Something is tearing up your mind

Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma, what is it?
What’s wrong with you this time?

Ohh, we bone the editor, can’t get read
But his painted sled, instead it’s a bed
Yes, I see you on your window ledge
But I can’t tell just how far away you are from the edge
And, anyway, you’re just gonna make people jump and roar
Watcha wanna go and do that for?
For I know that you know that I know that you know
Something is tearing up your mind

Ah, tell me, momma
Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma, what is it?
What’s wrong with you this time?
Track Name: ERYN SHEWELL - You Angel You
You angel you
You got me under your wing
The way you walk and the way you talk
I feel I could almost sing

You angel you
You’re as fine as anything’s fine
The way you walk and the way you talk
It sure plays on my mind

You know I can’t sleep at night for trying
Never did feel this way before
I get up at night and walk the floor
If this is love then gimme more
And more and more and more and more

You angel you
You’re as fine as can be
The way you smile like a sweet baby child
It just falls all over me

You know I can’t sleep at night for trying
Never did feel this way before
Never did get up and walk the floor
If this is love then gimme more
And more and more and more

You angel you
You got me under your wing
The way you walk and the way you talk
It says everything
Track Name: THE BAILEY HOUNDS - Don't Think Twice, It's Alright
It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don’t matter, anyhow
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don’t know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
So I’ll just say fare thee well
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right
Track Name: DAVE CAHILL - Masters of War
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand o’er your grave
’Til I’m sure that you’re dead