Brad Blume

Brad Blume

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Country inspired singer/songwriter from NYC offers his own twist on alternative twang with highly memorable songs.

Biography

Born in New York City and raised on the dusty plains of New Jersey, Brad Blume aspired to a career in music from the get-go, but got waylaid running a lingerie company as well as a uniform company in Jersey City (true story). Inspired by music from Greenwich Village to Nashville, Brad writes about broken hearts and lost souls, believing that deadpan humor and a great melody may be the best medicine and the best revenge.

The recently released debut EP produced by Jeff Halpern and recorded at Valhalla Studios in New York offers an exciting glimpse of more to come soon. Buy the CD on Amazon or download the tracks from iTunes, and try to catch him playing out live in downtown Manhattan.

Lyrics

Poor Depressed Me

Written By: Brad Blume

IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE A WOMAN TOUCHED MY HEART
THAT I MAY LOSE MY MIND
I'M JUST SO LONELY ALL THE TIME AND IT’S BEEN SO HARD JUST TO GET OUT OF BED
SINCE I SPEND MY NIGHTS
WITH A BOTTLE OF CUERVO AND A WHOLE LOTTA LIME

I DRANK ALL THE LIQUOR
AND I TRIED ALL THE PILLS
BUT NOTHING DID ME RIGHT
AND IF ALL MY DOCTORS GOT TOGETHER
THEY WOULD AGREE
I NEED A WOMAN
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME
BUT NOWADAYS IT SEEMS PRETTY ROUGH
TO FIND SOMEBODY NEW
WHEN SOMETHING STARTS A BREWIN, IT ALWAYS FALLS THROUGH
SO IT'S ONE MORE NIGHT ALL A LONELY AT THE BAR
I HOPE I GET LUCKY
BUT I KNOW THAT I WON'T,
’CAUSE I NEVER DO

I HAD ALL THE BARFIGHTS
AND I CRASHED ALL MY CARS
BUT NOTHING DID ME RIGHT
AND IF ALL MY LAWYERS GOT TOGETHER
THEY WOULD AGREE
I NEED A WOMAN
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

I GOTTA PICK MYSELF UP AND PUT ON A SMILE
I GOTTA DUST OFF MY BOOTS AND GO THE EXTRA MILE
CAUSE FEELING THIS BAD IS BAD
AND THAT AIN'T GOOD
TAKE IT FROM ME

I SPENT ALL MY CASH
AND I MAXED ALL MY CARDS; THEY REPO'D MY S.U.V.
AND IF ALL MY ACCOUNTANTS GOT TOGETHER
THEY WOULD AGREE
I NEED A WOMAN
WELL, I DRANK ALL THE LIQUORAND I DRANK ALL THE LIQUOR
BUT NOTHING DID ME RIGHT
AND WHEN I TALK TO THE GUY IN THE MIRROR
WE BOTH AGREE
WE NEED A WOMAN
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?
WHY HAVEN'T WE MET?
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?
A NATURAL BLONDE OR BRUNETTEOH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?
LIVE OR INTERNET
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?
I'M PLAYING RUSSIAN ROULETTE
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?
C'MON YER MAKING ME SWEAT
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?
I'M NOT DEAD YET
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?
I’M SO DEEP IN DEBT
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?
I'LL TAKE WHAT I CAN GET
OH POOR DEPRESSED ME

WHERE IS SHE?

Stray Bullet

Written By: Brad Blume

YOU CALLED ME UP AFTER ALL WE WENT THROUGH
IT’S BEEN TWO YEARS SINCE I'VE HEARD FROM YOU
YOU GOT NO PLACE TO SLEEP
SINCE YOUR MAN THREW YOU OUT ON THE STREET
BUT DON’T WORRY, IT’S ALL RIGHT
I WAS WONDERIN' WHERE YOU BEEN…

STRAY BULLET IS COMING HOME
I WISH MY HEART WAS MADE OF STONE
I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S TRUE
THAT YOU CALLED UP OUT OF THE BLUE
BUT WE BOTH KNOW I'M RIGHT HERE FOR YOU

WHEN WE MET UP, IT WAS ALMOST NINE
YOU WERE SO DAMN DRUNK BUT YOU LOOKED SO FINE
WE SET OUT FOR A WALK
BUT STOPPED INTO A BAR TO TALK
AND WHEN WE FINISHED OUR DRINKS
THEN WE STUMBLED OUT THE DOOR…

STRAY BULLET IS COMING HOME
I WISH MY HEART WAS MADE OF STONE
I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S TRUE
THAT YOU SHOWED UP OUT OF THE BLUE
BUT WE BOTH KNOW I'M RIGHT HERE FOR YOU
AS SOON AS WE GOT TO MY PLACE
YOU PLANTED SWEET KISSES ON MY FACE
YOU TOLD ME I WAS YOUR BEST
THEN WE BOTH GOT UNDRESSED
BUT WHEN YOUR CELL PHONE RANG
WELL, YOU HEADED FOR THE DOOR…

STRAY BULLET HAS LEFT MY HOME
I WISH MY HEART WAS MADE OF STONE
YOU RAN CROSS THE LAWN
WITH JUST YOUR DIAMOND RING ON
AND QUICK AS A SHOT YOU WERE GONE

STRAY BULLET HAS LEFT ME ALONE
I WISH I NEVER PICKED UP MY PHONE
I'M A SON OF A GUN
TO THINK THAT I'D HAVE ANY FUN
WITH A CRAZY LOOSE CANNON LIKE YOU

SO BABY, I'M A PLEADING
I'M SHOT AND I'M BLEEDING
THERE AIN'T NOTHING MORE I CAN DO

AND BABE, I'M DONE FALLING
FOR YOUR TEXTING AND YOUR CALLING
IT'S SAD, BUT I PROMISE IT'S TRUE

I SURE WON'T BE PINING
FOR YOUR TEARS AND YOUR WHINING
I SWEAR PRETTY DARLIN', I'M THROUGH

Lap Dance Lullaby

Written By: Brad Blume

HELLO SIERRA
THAT NAME SUITS YOU FINE
SMOOTH AS A DESERT OR
A GOOD GLASS OF WINE

SHOW ME YOU LOVE ME
AND TELL ME I’M GREAT
BUT LET’S TALK LATER
I DON’T WANNA WAIT…
PLEASE, TAKE OFF YOUR DRESS AND DO A DANCE FOR ME
I JUST WANNA FEEL SPECIAL
THERE AIN’T NOTHIN’ GOOD IN LIFE FOR FREE
SO I HOPE MY POCKETS DON’T RUN DRY
WHILE I SING YOU MY LAP DANCE LULLABY

HELLO FANTASIA
THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS
SEXY, BRUNETTE AND
EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN

I LIKE HOW YOU MOVE
AND I LOVE YOUR STYLE
WHEN YOU GET REAL CLOSE
I WANNA STAY AWHILE…

PLEASE, TAKE OFF YOUR DRESS
AND DO A DANCE FOR ME
I JUST WANNA FEEL SPECIAL
THERE AIN’T NOTHIN’ GOOD IN LIFE FOR FREE
SO I HOPE MY POCKETS DON’T RUN DRY
WHILE I SING YOU MY LAP DANCE LULLABY

A MAN'S GOTTA DO WHAT A MAN'S GOTTA DO
WHEN LIFE’S WORRIES JUST WON’T LET HIM BE
SO HERE I AM SPENDING ALL MY NIGHTS
UNTIL THE DAY LOVE FINDS IT'S WAY TO ME...

PLEASE, TAKE OFF YOUR DRESS
AND TAKE MY LAST TWENTY
I JUST WANNA FEEL SPECIAL THERE AIN’T NOTHIN’ GOOD IN LIFE FOR FREE
AND NOW MY POCKETS HAVE RUN DRY
BUT I CAN STILL SING YOU MY LAP DANCE LULLABY

MY POCKETS ALWAYS END UP DRY
WHEN I SING YOU MY LAP DANCE LULLABY

Discography

Brad Blume - 3 Song EP

Set List

45 minutes of music which includes 6-7 originals and 2-3 cover songs.

Set List:
A little too late
Stray Bullet
Lap Dance Lullaby
The Price I Pay
On and On
Purgatory Blues
Rattlesnake Love Song
Rodeo Moon
Poor Depressed Me