Agents of Karma

Agents of Karma


AOK is like a Vitamin rich Smoothy with a shot of 180 proof vodka tossed in. Self confident + outspoken, our songs fornicate with Rock, Funk, World, R+B + Synth-tech. Populated with the poetry of a NY moment, AOK is a Chameleon for the ears. We are Enthusiastic, idealistic and full of Moxie! Cheers!


What's Karma got to do with it? Good question, I suppose if you're a believer in such
things, Karma has everything to do with it. The Urban Dictionary defines an Agent of Karma
as; {Someone who is sick of waiting for others to get what is coming to them, and by
becoming an "Agent of Karma", they then bring the consequences upon the other
person themselves. Classification as the "Agent of Karma" makes it so that you are then not eligible for any bad karma to then be returned onto you.} I guess you can say that this band has decided not to wait for others to create the kind of Rock they want to hear! The band name Agents of Karma has a life of it's own, and the fortuitous acronym A.O.K. was a happy accident. Agents of Karma rose from the ashes of Jay Cavanaugh and Conrad Sparnroft's former association as members of the alternative band Gray Zone. After years apart, Conrad exploring other bands and Jay exploring stage and film acting, they embarked on a new project. And like rebellion fomenting in the belly, the ferocity of their new sound could not be contained. So AOK stormed the Bastille and released the music to the people. Along with the Rock solid drumming, percussion, vocals and sampling of Patrick Conlon the man for all seasons, AOK is a force of nature. Three refugee's from the pigeon hole prison where sounding like everyone else is the norm. A squad of escape artists from the confines of Tribute band hell, manipulating the straight jacket of conformity while dunked in the water's of mediocrity. Man, it ain't easy being Houdini, Nikola Tesla + Buckminster Fuller all rolled into one ball of high energy plasma, but it sure is fun. Agents of Karma is hard edged, but inquisitive and politically aware at the same time. It's music ebbs n flows like morning and evening tides. The Yin and Yang of give and take are always present, they support each other and give space. But when it's time to join together and bring it home they're like an insane cab driver getting you to the airport with seconds to spare. AOK, the Zen Tricksters of musical plagiarism as a form of compliment. Which might explain why AOK gets compared to many diverse recording artists. That's because AOK is retro with respect. A combination of Street Wise Irony, Spirituality, Sex, Relationships + Politics. And like the urban cowboys they are, these 3 unsung hero's will drive off into the sunset (Most likely Route 80 West) in search of an answer to the ultimate musical question. (Why do we play?) IE: To find out you have to come to a gig :)


Love Machine

Written By: Jay Cavanaugh

I don't ever want to get so far away that I can't find you
I don't want to lock my heart inside a box, like the crown jewels

If you were mine, I'd never forget you
If you were mine, I'd earn your loving touch
If you were mine, I'd know just what to do
I'd come in out of the cold and kiss you!

I don't ever want to fly so far away I need a satellite to reach you
I don't ever want to stop the love machine from rolling on and on

If you were mine, I'd demonstrate my love
If you were mine, my heart would be your home
If you were mine, I'd put my arms around you
I'd come down out of the clouds and make you scream!

I don't ever want to hold on to my emotions like a greedy little miser
I never want to shut the door and lock you out, oh no, no, no, no, no!

© 2002 Jay Cavanaugh

One Man's Trash

Written By: Jay Cavanaugh

One man’s trash is another man’s treasure
One man’s heaven is another man’s hell
One man’s meat is another man’s pet
One man’s music is another man’s noise

One man’s wife is another man’s lover
One man’s climb is another man’s fall
One man’s wine is another man’s water
One man’s water is another man’s bath

One man’s war is another man’s business
One man’s cure is another man’s sickness
One man’s loss is another man’s gain
One man’s bomb is another man’s plane
One man’s word is another man’s proof
One man’s lie is another man’s truth
One man’s right is another man’s wrong
One man’s rap is another man’s song

One man’s king is another man’s tyrant
One man’s queen is another man’s whore
One man’s pain is another man’s pleasure
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure!

© 2004 James B. Cavanaugh

Looking For Leni

Written By: Jay Cavanaugh

I was loooking for Leni,
in all the wrong places
I was looking for Leni,
in other woman's faces
I was looking for Leni,
on the telephone
I was looking for Leni,
in the cyber zone

I was looking for Leni,
in a puff of smoke
I was looking for Leni,
in the punch line of a joke
I was looking for Leni,
on a big movie screen
I was looking for Leni,
in the middle of a dream

Where fore art thou baby,
a city lies between us
I kept faith that some day
we would get together yeah
Always on the move
Calling out the feds.
Until you called and said.
It's a date little brother!

I was looking for Leni,
in the FX files
I was looking for Leni,
in Cheshire cat smiles
I was looking for Leni,
a whisper in my ear
I was looking for Leni,
a reflection in a tear

I was looking for Leni,
when I lost my way
I was looking for Leni,
at the end of the day
I was looking for Leni,
up top the twin towers
I was looking for Leni,
in a field of yellow flowers

Where fore art thou baby,
a city lies between us
I kept faith that some day
we would get together yeah
Always on the move
Calling out the feds
Until you called and said
It's a date little brother!

I was looking for Leni,
all i caught was a glimpse
Some one running round the corner, jumping over the fence
I was looking for Leni,
all I found was me
Wondering what it was a saw,
in a girl I never see!

© Jay Cavanaugh, February 23rd 2001

Earthbound Angel

Written By: Jay Cavanaugh

Earthbound Angel,
spirit bird in a fleshy cage
Never knowing why,
you were made

Earthbound Angel,
wandering poet in a big dark city
Silent witness in shadows,
watching all the time

Have I sensed you,
Earthbound Angel?
Always standing
Right next to me

Earthbound Angel,
silent soft machine
Healing like a lover,
stealing my aches and pains

Earthbound Angel,
giver of sound advice
Never taking more or less,
balance bringer, teacher

Can I touch you,
Earthbound Angel?
Don't be frightened
Don't fly away

Earthbound Angel,
singer of soulful songs
Catcher of inspiration,
chasing firefly's on the lawn

Get in your black car
and drive on down the road
No one knows where you came from
And lord knows where you'll go

But one thing is for certain
I'll never be the same
Since I've been touched by an Angel
I'm part of the holy Game

© 2002 Jay Cavanaugh


Agents of Karma has independently released thier first CD titled Agents of Karma on June 22nd 2007

Set List

Our set list is generally 9 to 12 songs per set. Depending on where we play we sometimes mix cover tunes with our originals. We cover material by the Doors, Cream, Hendrix, Zeppelin, Deep Purple, T. REX, Bowie, mostly classic rock material updated with our sound processing gear and arranged to fit the vocalist's range.