Larry Kolker

Larry Kolker

 
Cortlandt Manor, New York, USA
SoloBluesSinger/Songwriter

American roots singer-songwriter plays blues-based soulful folk-pop with rhythmic fingerstyle guitar and chicken-fried harp. He is a dynamic performer of ironic and personal songs.

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Biography

Larry Kolker plays American roots music with a postmodern edge. His songs cross folk, blues, pop, rock, soul, and jam-band, harmonized by his distinctive voice. His music has been called the "urban country east-coast white-boy blues"; a recent reviewer noted its "sensual, bluesy feel".  Another reviewer stated: "[I]magine a concert with Dylan headlining, Loudon Wainwright III second on the bill and John Prine third, lets say it wouldnt seem at all strange if Larry Kolker opened the evenings entertainment. Hes certainly an all-round talent. Hes a distinctive vocalist with songwriting chops to match; an accomplished guitarist and an in demand blues-harpist..." -Leicester Bangs Music Blog

Larry is based in the Lower Hudson Valley and has performed in venues throughout the Northeast. Shows since Spring 2012 include the Montauk Music Festival (twice), Gizzi's Restaurant, Tarrytown Farmers' Market (6x), Trail's End Restaurant, Coffee Labs Roasters, BeanRunner Cafe (twice), Black Cat Cafe, Peekskill Coffeehouse, Tribes Hill/Common Ground Winter Solstice Concert, Greenpoint Gallery, Beacon Theatre (in Beacon; Hope Machine Hootennany), Irvington's Got Music benefit, Vista on the Hill Concert Series, Terry Doyle Tribute, Crafts @ Lyndhurst, John Jay Homestead Farm Market (4x), Sullivan Hall, John Street Jam @ the Dutch Arms Chapel, Huntington Folk Festival, Borderline Folk Music Club festival, Eleven 11 Grille & Spirits, MTK Tavern, the Starving Artist Cafe, the Folk Music Society of Huntington's Hard Luck Cafe, and High Falls Cafe Acoustic Thursdays. Larry opened for folk icon David Massengill on January 19, 2014 at the Borderline concert series in New City, NY.

To see more past shows, do not use sonicbids as the new site does not list them; instead go to www.reverbnation.com/larrykolker and click on the "all shows" link.

Larry was featured in the "Hudson Valley Artist Spotlight" with Kathy Millar on WHUD-FM; a recording of the interview is available at www.whud.com/artist_spotlight/index.php.

He played at the 2012 & 2013 Montauk Music Festivals, the 2013 Huntington Folk Festival,  the 2013 Borderline Folk festival, the Millennium Music Conference in Harrisburg, PA, and the Bob Dylan Festivals at the Warwick Valley Winery. He has performed live on various cable and radio shows and co-organized grass-roots music events such as the Homerecording Jamfest and the Childrens Rights benefits. He is a Board member of the Tribes Hill musical community.

Larry performs solo, with drummer Sticks Levine, or with a full band including Sticks, Fred Gillen Jr., Curtis Becraft and Judy Kass.

Larry's new CD, Awful Smart Man, was co-produced with Fred Gillen Jr. at Woodys House studio, and includes guest performances by pop folk trio the YaYas. This album reflects a journey of love, agony, discovery, acceptance and joy.

Awful Smart Man is now available on cdbaby or discounted via direct purchase (send $10 via paypal to Larry at kolker@whafh.com and include your mailing address in the message). Songs from this new CD are included in this EPK. HIs 2002 cd, "Long Island Slim", is available on cdbaby, itunes and the usual digitial distribution media.

videos:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4H3Hx9UWzA  and http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5bTYGqcgI70

contact at kolker@whafh.com, not via sonicbids contact form. thx

Lyrics

Emily's Song

Written By: Larry Kolker


What can I tell you that will make you see
Just how I see you?
Skin like twenty-three, lips like strawberries
Eyes so clear and true

Why do you ask me, "am I fat like her", or
"Do I look so old?"
Is my answer right, does it shed some light
Like a guiding star, 'cause that is what you are...

You don't know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know
How beautiful you are, how beautiful you are

Your face is sad and warm and full of sounds
Like a summer rain
You can tell me why, you can tell me how
You're stuck inside the pain

You can tell me what they did to you
That you carry still
You can give it up, you can leave it with me,
I will warm the chill, I will be there still...

You don't know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know
How beautiful you are, how beautiful you are

You can write it like a picture book, tell it as you go
You're my princess now
I'm you're froggy boy
Crying soft and low

It's a mystical relationship, reinvent the world
There's no fate
Just what's on your plate
And a fork along the road, I'll tell you 'til you're sold...

You don't know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know
How beautiful you are, how beautiful you are

I Hate You Spring

Written By: Larry Kolker

I hate you Spring, you make my heart sing
You make me sense every little thing
All of this skin, it draws one in,
I can't maintain equilibrium

Stop bein' the coolest time of year
Don't offer me the blunts and the beer
Stop sayin' I should stop and smell the rose
Stop wavin' it under my nose, I've smelled enough of those
I hate you Spring.

I hate you Spring, you make my eyes sting
I want out but I'm wearing your ring
Don't kid me Spring, you're just a tease
You hold out such possibilities

For four long years I've kept you at bay
But you keep insistin' that I come out and play
You keep me out till half past two
It's all my fault but I'm blaming you, once more and we're through
I hate you Spring...

Kiss my ass Spring you know what I mean
The day's too long and there's all this green,
You shake your head and feign a smile
But you'll be passing after awhile

Stop bein' the coolest time of year
Don't offer me the blunts and the beer
Don't be handing me all that jive
Don't make me feel so goddamn alive, how could I survive?
I hate you Spring...

Reincarnation

Written By: Larry Kolker

I am a worm
wigglin' in the ground
I can't understand how I came to this
When I was a man in my last life

I was famous
I was a leader
I made people proud of where they were born
They cheered my out loud when I would appear

I had children
Children who loved me
I taught them what God expected of them
Some thought it was odd but times were tough then

(Chorus)
So why God why did you send me back
To the rear of the pack
Why'd you curse the name
Saddam Hussein Saddam Hussein

I am poor
I am a woman
I was raped and I carry his child
I can't escape but in my last life

I was famous
I was a leader
I made people proud of where they were born
They cheered me out loud when I would appear

I had children
Children who loved me
I taught them what God expected of them
Some thought it was odd but times were tough then

(Chorus)
Oh why'd you send me back
To the rear of the pack
I did the best I could
I was George W., W. Bush

We are twins
Joined at the head
I cannot see him but my body is his
I cannot free him but in our last lives

We were famous
We were the leaders
We made people proud of where they born
And gave them some hope when before there was none

He was my enemy
I demonized him
I judged him harshly but I forgot
That the book of my fathers commanded "judge not"

(Chorus)
Oh why'd you send us back
To the rear of the pack
We fell into a trap
We were Sharon and Arafat

Tribeca Coyote

Written By: Larry Kolker

These streets are hard my feet are worn,
Been many moons since I've been gone,
These caves of concrete, glass and steel,
It never ends it don't seem real.

Is noone here like me? Dreams like me,
I am the Tribeca Coyote, Tribeca Coyote

I should have stayed up in the woods
Where who you are is understood,
But something drew me to this place.
Just capture me, it's in my face.

Is noone here like me? Dreams like me,
I am the Tribeca Coyote, Tribeca Coyote

No more hiding, no more rage,
Coyote of the modern age,
I curl around a have a sit,
A smoke hangs from my furry lips...

Is noone here like me? Dreams like me,
I am the Tribeca Coyote, Tribeca Coyote

Age of America

Written By: Larry Kolker

It's the start of the end of the age of America, thank God, It's the start of the end of the age of America.

I read it in a real newspaper and my Yahoo Finance screen,
By 2016 China will be the largest economy.
Now we can be like England, now we can be like France,
We can plant some flowers and fin'ly learn how to dance.

It's the start of the end of the age of America, thank God, It's the start of the end of the age of America.

Don't have to go to Venus, don't have to go to Mars.
We can trade in our gas guzzlers for those cute little 2-seat cars.
Don't have to kill no evil men in no foreign lands,
Just hope we can wash away the blook that's on our hands.

It's the start of the end of the age of America, thank God, It's the start of the end of the age of America.

We'll reclaim the vision of life and liberty,
The land that Thomas Jefferson thought that we could be,
So good luck to you China, congrats on the news
Just be careful what you try for, you've got a lot to lose.

It's the start of the end of the age of America, thank God, It's the start of the end of the age of America.

Awful Smart Man

Written By: Larry Kolker

You are wrong and I am right
You have given up the fight
I can break you into crumbs
You can't tell where I'm comin' from
It takes an awful smart man to be this dumb

I can talk you into doin'
Any thing I want you to
And convince you you're havin' fun
And finish just before you're done
It takes an awful smart man to be this dumb

All along at night I sit and wonder
Why you said you'd rather eat a plate of worms than stay with me
You must have broke the spell I put you under
So now I cry, boo hoo hoo hoo hoo

Now you are gone, and it's a shame
That I can't recall you're name
I'm goin' out and I'll impress someone
What's-her-name may think I'm scum
But there's plenty more where she come from
Believe me when I tell you son
It takes an awful smart man to be this dumb

Stripper

Written By: Larry Kolker

I'm you're stripper baby I expose myself to you
Can't hide my love, can't tell you what aint true
My heart is yours, so be careful what you do

I am dancin' like I never could before
And I feel so free when the crowd calls out for more
Gonna make you want me, make you open up the door

Well I turn my head and whet my lips
Strike a pose and move my hips
Grab my shirt and rip it off
Twirl around and give it a toss
Drop down onto my knees, now
Baby baby baby baby baby please

It is so long, since I've felt like this
I am comin' now, to get my kiss
'Cause when I'm with you all I feel is bliss

[repeat first verse]

Don't Tempt Irene

Written By: Larry Kolker

Don't tempt Irene, Don't tempt Irene,
She's the fiercest storm you have ever seen.
Don't tempt Irene, Don't mess with fate,
Better change your ways boy it's not too late.

Irene will snap you like a twig,
You may be a man but you're not that big.
Irene with fly you like a kite,
Just to satisfy her appetite.

Irene wil cut you like a knife,
She don't give a damn about your life.
Irene will slap you like it bitch,
It don't matter if you're poor or rich.

Never never never never never never tempt Irene...

Top Percent

Written By: Larry Kolker

It’s plain to see that you don’t love me
Those shining eyes just look away
And you are never thinking of me
No matter what I say

You say you’re looking for your soul mate
Or maybe just a different type
But it is clear that I just don’t rate
Don’t rate very high

A face just like a magazine
Abs made of cement
You want someone squarely in the top percent, babe

I know a man like you who needs a million dollars
Or else he feels so damn deprived
And he will need a bit more next year
Just to stay alive

And if the Joneses still have more so
He’ s gonna lie and cheat and steal
But that’s okay if you’re entitled
That’s just how you feel

Everyone is slavin’ just to pay the rent
But you is still a failure
Unless you’re in the top percent, babe

You know we have a lovely nation
Technology and leisure time
And all the plays and parks and hedge funds
Cows and corn and wine

You know we have the strongest army
And greatest scientific minds
And we don’t hesitate to use them
Every single time

Leaders of all nations, know you must consent
Or we will take you down
To keep us in the top percent, babe

Comes a Time

Written By: Larry Kolker


There comes a time, there comes an age
When you approach a certain stage
You face a choice that can no longer be delayed:
Will I remain the person I
Thought I would be until I die
Or will I be the one I am inside?

Chorus:

Thank you for accepting me, you know that is all I need
Thank you for protecting me, your love is resurrecting me

No matter what the job you do, no matter what your moral view,
You can accept someone who’s not like you.
Whether you’re straight or you are gay
Or you’re a boy who loves both ways,
You can accept yourself ‘cause that’s okay

Chorus

There comes a time there comes an age
When you approach a certain stage
You face a choice that can no longer be delayed…