Stratospheerius

Stratospheerius

 
Dumont, New Jersey, USA
BandRockJam

"A frenzied melange of electric violin-drivenprogressive rock, alt bluegrass,jazz fusion and funkabilly, with shades of neo-hippie 90's and space rock for good measure. If Bela Fleck and Frank Zappa had a love child in outer space, it might grow up to sound like these guys do."

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Biography

Led by electric violinist/vocalist Joe Deninzon (www.joedeninzon.com), who has been called The Jimi Hendrix of the violin, Stratospheerius has showcased their frenzied mlange of alt-bluegrass, progressive rock, jazz fusion and funkabilly throughout the world. The New York-based group has opened for Tim Reynolds, Mickey Hart, and John Scofield, among many others. Their live performances are filled with funky dance grooves, rip-roaring guitar/violin jams, and hooks that mix jazz, funk, rock with Gypsy influences. Stratospheerius was a winner of the John Lennon International Songwriting Competition, and was named Best Jam Band in the Musicians Atlas Independent Music Awards. They have been featured in Relix, Downbeat, and Jazziz, among other publications. The group has just completed their fifth CD, The Next World on Steve Vais Digital Nations label.

 "Think a bit of Zappa, the Dixie Dregs or Blues Traveler, with the violin being the focal point. Violinist/singer Joe Deninzon's talents are flat out phenomenal, and the progressive rock tapestry he weaves around himself is carried out to perfection by his amazing band."

-www.musicmorsels.com

"Deninzon shows how he has earned the nickname the Jimi Hendrix of violin as he tears threw a distortion heavy solo that points more in the direction of Guns N Roses Slash than Yo Yo Ma."

-Justin Scro www.cashboxmagazine.com

"Memorable hooks, gravity-defying instrumental prowess and a kitchen sink move toward rock If Bela Fleck and Frank Zappa had a love child in outer space, they might grow up to sound like these guys do."

-David Budin, www.coolcleveland.com

Lyrics

RELEASE

Written By: Joe Deninzon

RELEASE

-Joe Deninzon

You can hunt love but it will find you as soon as you lay down your guns
Surrounded by thoughts that can blind you of being the unfortunate one
You can chase fate but it will catch you by sneaking on you from behind
You can pray for someone to save you but miss out on all of the signs

(aaah)

Lay down your weapons
Release your hold
Don’t try to fight what you can’t control
The wave will push you home to the shore
The water knows what you’re looking for

If you chase storms they’re gonna catch you
They’ll rape you and clarify
The things never really mattered too big for your naked eye
You can smother all your possessions but they’ll only turn to sand
They’ll slip slowly through your fingers and leave you with empty hands

(aaah)

Lay down your weapons
Release your hold
Don’t try to fight what you can’t control
The wave will push you to friendly shores
The water knows how to get you home get you home get you home

Inherit all that you have conquered
The rebel becomes the king
The life spent on every ocean
You’ve not learned a single thing

One Foot in the Next World

Written By: Joe Deninzon

I LOOKED INTO YOUR EYES LAST NIGHT
YOUR PUPILS WERE JUST NEON LIGHTS
RAN OFF INTO THE NETHERWORLD
WITH ONLY YOUR WORDS TO ENTERTAIN US

YOU SAY YOU SEE THE END OF DAYS
AND LEAD US THROUGH A TRAGIC MAZE
YOU STAND UP FOR THE LITTLE GUY
YOU'LL QUENCH ALL OUR THIRST AND TRY TO DRAIN US

YOU GOT
ONE FOOT IN THE NEXT WORLD
AND ONE FOOT STUCK IN THIS LIFE
ONE HAND WASHING MY BACK
AND ONE HAND TWISTING THE KNIFE

WE PAY YOUR DUES YOU SPEAK IN TONGUES
JUST LOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER ONE
A WORLD VIEW BASED ON PROPHECIES
AND BROKEN IDEAS TO DISENGAGE US

A FALSE TEAR FOR THE POWERLESS
THE HIGH ROAD TO A FALSE ADDRESS
ON JUDGEMENT DAY CAN YOU CONFESS
TO LOSING IT ALL YOU MADE YOUR CHOICES

YOU GOT
ONE FOOT IN THE NEXT WORLD
AND ONE FOOT STUCK IN THIS LIFE
ONE HAND WASHING MY BACK
AND ONE HAND TWISTING THE KNIFE

Gods

Written By: Joe Deninzon

GODS

THE BIGGER THE PAIN THE MORE GODS WE NEED
THE BRIGHTER THE LIGHTS THE FASTER WE SPEED
WE CUT WAY TOO DEEP TO MAKE OURSELVES BLEED
THE MORE GODS WE NEED

THE BIGGER THE LIE THE MORE TRUTH YOU SEEK
TILL YOU’VE SEEN SO MUCH TRUTH YOU CAN’T HARDLY SPEAK
YOU THINK YOU’RE SO STRONG YOU’RE PROTECTING THE WEAK
FROM THE TRUTH THAT THEY SEEK

THE BIGGER THE PAIN THE MORE GODS WE NEED

THE BIGGER THE MOUTH THE NEW TRUTH IS TOLD
TO NUMB THE REALITY BREAKING THE MOLD
OF ON WITH THE NEW AND OUT WITH THE OLD
THE NEW TRUTH BE TOLD

THE BIGGER THE PAIN THE MORE GODS WE NEED

DENIAL IS A RIVER THAT FLOWS IN OUR HEAD
AND DEEP IS THE OCEAN WHERE WE MAKE OUR BED
AND SOMETIMES IT FLOODS US WHEN WE BREAK THE BREAD
AND SLEEP LIKE THE DEAD

THE BIGGER THE PAIN THE MORE GODS WE NEED

The House Always Wins

Written By: Joe Deninzon/Mack Price

THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS

I’ve seen all the poor old folks going broke
Slot cherries in their eyes
Throwing away their pension money
For that ever elusive prize

The $1.99 all you can eat buffets
The complimentary cocktails
Keepin em coming till you
Can’t count the cards no more
No more

The house always wins
The house always wins
You lose your shirt then you lose your skin

I’ve seen all the locked out kids lose touch
In their cowboy hats
With empty eyes
So hungry to free their minds
Wandering this ghost town like vagabonds
Wasting away at the arcades and cinema
Till they gamble their time away
and land at the recruiting station
More coins in the machine

The house always wins
The house always wins
You lose your shirt then you lose your skin

©2012 Fiddlefunk Music/BMI

The Prism

Written By: Joe Deninzon

The Prism
(Joe Deninzon)

You’re seeing things through the wrong prism
And your prism is just a prison
And if you don’t adjust the mirror
You’re heading for a head on collision

Lights on take an intermission
Your thoughts plague you with indecision
Second-guessing your stated mission while we don’t have a pot to piss in

Put it off til tomorrow
We’re still drowning in sorrow
Break it all and you borrow
We’re still drowning in sorrow

You’re seeing things through the wrong prism
And your prism is just a prison
Take a knife through the nervous system
You’re breaking up the house we live in

You try to sell us on your big vision
But your vision is deep division
What you preach is a false religion
No intellect or intuition

Put it off til tomorrow
We’re still drowning in sorrow
Break it all and you borrow
We’re still drowning in sorrow

Climbing

Written By: Joe Deninzon/Mack Price

CLIMBING
(Joe Deninzon/Mack Price)

I’m so tired of shadowboxing
Trying to make something out of nothing
You’ve reached the summit but I’m still trying
You’re at the top but I’m still climbing

It’s not that I can’t face the facts
That I ain’t found that pot of gold
It’s just that I’m resigned to live
With all your friends looking over my shoulder

Cause I’m still climbing

I’m so tired of exaggerating
So they can see what they want to be seeing
All those nights I spent sleepwalking
Roads paved with gold that lead to nothing

I see the writing on the wall
Chasing the sun we’re getting older
But I refuse to live my life
With the whole damn world looking over my shoulder

Cause I’m still climbing

Discography

Electric/Blue (Wilbert's Blues Records, 1998)
The Adventures of Stratospheerius (D-Zone, 2002)
Live Wires (D-Zone, 2004)
Headspace (D-Zone, 2007)
The Next World (Digital Nations, 2012)

Set List

1) Release
2) Old Ghosts
3) Climbing
4) Guilty of Innocence
5) Behind the Curtain
6) Mental Floss
7) Driven To Tears
8) Gutterpunk Blues
9) Heavy Shtettle
10) One Foot in the NExt World
11) The Prism

Covers include music by The Police, Dave Matthews Band, Stevie Wonder, Steely Dan, Frank Zappa, David Bowie. We have an exensive repertoire and up to 5 hours of music!