Brother Joscephus and the Love Revolution

Brother Joscephus and the Love Revolution

 New York City, New York, USA
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Brother Joscephus and the Love Revival Revolution Orchestra is a 12-piece feel-good explosion of Love, Righteousness and New Orleans Soul!

Biography

Brother Joscephus and the Love Revival Revolution Orchestra is a 12-piece explosion of righteousness blending New Orleans party music, Soul in the style of Ray Charles and Al Green, a good helping of jam-bandy Roots Rock and a splash of upbeat (non-religious) Gospel into a feel-good gumbo of love.

The band began performing in late 2007 and has gathered quite a following due to a live show that prompted the Greensboro News and Observer to say that BroJo's “Funky, free-wheeling unit looks and sound as if they just stepped off a Big Easy 2nd line from heaven." Love Revivals have thrilled audiences from New England to New Orleans, including Crawfish Fest (NJ), Discover Jazz Festival (VT), Clearwater Festival (NY), Harper’s Ferry (MA), Stephen Talkhouse (LI), Bearsville Theater (NY), and multiple gigs to New Orleans during Jazz Fest and VooDoo Fest. Brother Joscephus has co-billed with New Orleans stalwarts such as the Rebirth Brass Band, Trombone Shorty, Dirty Dozen Brass Band, The Radiators, Bonerama, Big Sam’s Funky Nation, and The Meters.

The band's second full-length effort, Live at Brooklyn Bowl, was released this past spring to raves such as this one by influential blogger Oliver Di Place: "In some cultures, music is used to induce a shared ecstatic trance state. Individual participants are then driven to shout and move wildly, as their spirits rush out seeking expression. On Live at Brooklyn Bowl, Brother Joscephus and the Love Revival Revolution Orchestra give us an idea what this sounds like." This highly anticipated release, which was recorded during Mardi Gras 2010 and combined the efforts of 23 different righteous brothers and sisters of the revolution, followed the group’s debut self-titled album which included two Finalist selections in the prestigious John Lennon Songwriting Competition ("I Won't Be That Man” - R&B category & "Child Shall Lead" - Gospel category).

Brother Joscephus and the Love Revival Revolution Orchestra is a family-friendly act with an incredibly broad range of appeal. The music legitimately hits home with all age groups from 2 to 102. BroJo fits in perfectly at outdoor festivals, sit-down theaters or the most raucous of roadhouses. The power of the music and the universality of the message make the band a bonafide hit at any venue. The Revolution prides itself on being reliable... and undeniable!

Each BroJo tune has been meticulously arranged for the Love Revival Revolution Orchestra: The three-piece horn section (the Shepherds of the Wind), the gospel choir (the Voices of Reason), and the most righteous rhythm section (the Guardians of the Groove) lay it down for Brother Joscephus to sing about the pain, joy and wisdom that is in his heart.

The core group is twelve pieces, but the Revolution has been known to expand to over sixteen (adding members to the gospel choir, fiddle, mandolin and percussion) and can also play a stripped-down version with as little as four brothers and sisters of the Revolution. The standard touring configuration is ten pieces.

A Love Revival with Brother Joscephus is more than just excellent original live music. By placing a strong emphasis on spectacle and pageantry it’s a life changing EXPERIENCE! The orchestra is decked out in their finest whites (accented with the appropriate gold, purple and green of Mardi Gras). They break out parasols, start each set with a parade through the audience and throw out hundreds of Mardi Gras beads over the course of a show. When the parade starts grooving the crowd can't help but have a good time. It's undeniable!!

Brother Joscephus' message is one of righteousness: spread as much love as possible around, regardless of your individual beliefs, race, age, gender, sex, sexual orientation or whatever it is you're into. Long as you're not hurting anyone, BroJo has much love for you and encourages you to fill the space with whatever love you got. That's what the Love Revival Revolution is all about.

Much gratitude for your kind consideration. Be righteous!

"Brother Joscephus is the quintessential festival band - more fun and energy than you can imagine and accessible to all ages - just be sure to put them on last because they're an impossible act to follow.”
- Karen Auster, President, Auster Events NYC;
Director/Booking, Roosevelt LIVE Festival, NYC
(reference: Karen@AusterEvents.com)

"BroJo delivered… they had everyone from 5 to 95 shaking it!”
- Brian Mital, Managing Director, Discover Jazz Festival, Burlington, VT
(reference: brmital@discoverjazz.com)

"You cannot find an act with more instant appeal, accessibility or energy. When you go to a music festival to see what's out there, this is exactly the type of band you pray you'll run into. BroJo is the ULTIMATE festival band !”
- Wylie Stecklow, Founder, Fragment Fest NYC; Director of Entertainment, FIGMENT Fest NYC
(reference: Wylie@WylieLaw.com)

"An 11-piece band that plays secular gospel...get y

Lyrics

A Child Shall Lead

Written By: David Mendelsohn/Dean Fransen

Well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well
Weeelllllll – the stock market is a-crashin’
The globe is a-warmin’
People strappin’ bombs on
I say, they killin’ without warnin’

And one man hates another man because he says my god is better than your god
And this god can beat up that god
And I don’t like you cause you like that god
And if god’s all about love than why, why, why (WHY?)
I say why, why, why (WHY?)
Can I get an Amen (AMEN!)

O tears of joy, I’m new again
O, bless the child that shares my name
Now you can do what you wanna do
Say what you’re gonna say
Pray how you’re told to pray
But I think a child shall lead the way

O bless these eyes as they behold
This blessed story to unfold
O and protect her from the weight of a world
Getting heavier every day
Cause I feel a child shall lead the way

Before wretched time starts creeping in
Don’t try to tell me that she’s born with sin
Her smile could teach this world how to love again
And a child shall lead the way

I can’t believe the news today
Another holy man has gone astray
In tears he pleads to the camera
Cries ‘Don’t do as I do, only do what I say’
Think it’s time a child shall lead the way

Before wretched time starts creeping in
Don’t try to tell me that we’re born with sin
If we can’t teach this world how to love again
A child shall lead the way

O wretched time, stop creeping in
Lead us not into temptation and sin
In time we’ll teach this world how to learn to love again
And a child shall lead the way
A child shall lead the way
A child shall lead the way

Bon Temps Roulez

Written By: David Mendelsohn/Dean Fransen

Got the jones in my bones
Been away far too long
Gonna get me on jet plane take to the sky, my oh my
Yes I always come back, New Orleans
Laissez les bon temps roulez till the day I die

Snacked in pubs, dined with kings
Eaten snails, chicken wings
But jambalya down at ol’ Jacque-imo’s, with shoe-fly pie – my oh my!
Makes me always come back to New Orleans
Laissez les bon temps roulez till the day I die

Sometimes it’s hard on me
When you’re so far from me
I’m well-acquainted with this longing and this misery, lord it’s true – ooo!
From Storyville to Tchoupitoulas Street
Creole girls and that Cajun beat
Really knock me right offa my feet
It’s makin’ me lonely, you are the only

Place I can go
Where everyday fais-do-do
I keep a little piece of you deep down inside, oh my my
And I always come back, New Orleans
Laissez les bon temps roulez till the day I die

Sometimes it’s hard on me
When you’re so far from me
I’m well accustomed to this longing and it’s misery, lord it’s true – ooo!
From the Ninth Ward to the Fairgrounds
A little rain ain’t gonna keep you down
They tryin’ to wash you right off of the ground

Been to France, the Great Wall
Amsterdam, Taj Mahal
West LA, Lower East Side
But I always come back, New Orleans
Laissez les bon temps roulez
Laissez les bon temps roulez
Laissez les bon temps roulez till the day that I die

More Than I Need

Written By: David Mendelsohn/Dean Fransen

Said if a band of angels came down from way on high
And said “now listen to what we got to say
Said we could snap our fingers right here and now
And take all your pain away!”
I’d say “Thanks! I appreciate that!
But I believe I’m gonna be just fine
See if I didn’t have no lows no more
How would I ever know I’m high

And I want to shout it from the top of the mountain
And up and down the boulevard
If you really think paradise is lost
Man, you ain’t looking very hard

More than I need – love’s a chain reaction
More than I need – I got soul satisfaction
I’ve seen lows and highs that you wouldn’t believe
And you know it’s more than I need

I wanna thank my mother for raising me the right way
And giving love unconditionally
And thank my father for always providing
And having my back when I been in need
I wanna thank my brother for being my best friend
And always looking up to me
They will be cherished in the here and now
And live forever in my memory

And I want to shout it from the top of the mountain
And up and down the boulevard
If you really think paradise is lost
Man, you ain’t looking very hard

More than I need – love’s a chain reaction
More than I need – I got soul satisfaction
I’ve seen lows and highs that you wouldn’t believe
And you know it’s more than I need

Now brothers and sisters, some of you out there might be listening to this here tune on your fancy hi-fidelity systems and you might be saying to yourself, Brother Joscephus, we understand everything you’re saying about feeling all high, we all wanna feel high. We get that. But why on earth do you want to feel low for… now surely this is one of the main selling points of paradise… is there’s no more sorrow, there’s no more suffering, why there’s no more lows… now what kinda reasonable person wouldn’t want that?

Well, let me paint a little picture for ya… It’s a beautiful summer Sunday afternoon. It’s 75 degrees out. It never does rain in paradise and the cold wind never does blow. Paradise actually sounds an awful lot to me like San Diego. And I got nothing against San Diego. Lord knows it would do wonders for Brother Joscephus’ golf game. And more than just San Diego, there’s no wants or desires. Anything you could possibly ever want or desire is provided for ya… kind of like an all-inclusive spa right outside San Diego…

But wait just a minute, wait just one minute brothers and sisters, wait just one minute… this is sounding pretty good… but let me ask y’all a question… Don’t the sweet taste sweeter once you’ve had the sour ...isn’t the best weather the warmth that comes after a long, cold winter? Brothers and sisters, doesn’t the joy of achieving something come only after you’ve been denied that something for so long and worked hard to get it?

So good people I submit to you tonight: be thankful for what you got… but also be thankful for what you have not cause without that you’d never appreciate the things you DO have… and be righteous to one another, one and all… and know that paradise …….ain’t got nothing on us right now!

I wanna thank my friends for keeping it righteous
For belly laughs and for helping me stand
If you’re expecting more than that from heaven
I feel sorry for you man
I wanna thank my lovers for giving me hope
And seeing me for more than I am
Sweet mercy bless the women
Who helped this boy become a man!

And I want to shout it from the top of the mountain!
You know I’m talking bout the paradise found
Instead of waiting for the sweet hereafter
Open your heart and have a look around

More than I need – love’s a chain reaction
More than I need – I got soul satisfaction
I’ve had lows and highs that you'd never believe
And you know it’s more than I need
Yeah, you know it's more than I need
You know - well it's so much more than I need

Bury Me in New Orleans

Written By: David Mendelsohn/Dean Fransen

Well there’s one thing fo’ sho’
We all got to go
Can’t no one argue bout that
We may go up in the sky with some bearded white guy
Or get reincarnated as a pussycat
For all that it’s worth I just try to do good on this earth
And not worry too much bout those things
But when push comes to shove, sure hope they’re shoveling that mud
Down in New Orleans

Bury me in New Orleans
Of all the places that I ever did see
They know how to see a person off properly
With a big marching band boppin’ down Bourbon Street
Bury me in New Orleans

Well I always been a traveling man
But when I finally get my rest
I wanna lay my earthly remains
On the lazy shores of Lake Pontchartrain
With a gospel choir all dressed in white
Just as simple as simple can be
Bury me in New Orleans

Bury me in New Orleans
Of all the places that I ever did see
They know how to see a person off properly
With a big marching band boppin’ down Bourbon Street
Bury me in New Orleans

Well I was not born on the bayou, there ain’t no Creole blood in me
I been workin and livin up in New York City
But just livin in the city make a soul go gritty
Don’t lay my body down there
Cause if a city never sleeps how can it dream
Bury me in New Orleans

Bury me in New Orleans
Of all the places that I ever did see
They know how to see a person off properly
With a big marching band boppin’ down Bourbon Street
Bury me in New Orleans
Bury me in New Orleans
Bury me in New Orleans

Can't Help Myself

Written By: David Mendelsohn/Dean Fransen

The falling leaves have got me thinkin’
About just how far I’ve been sinkin’
Guess I’ll pour another drink in
If it might help to numb the pain
I’ve been talking bout the weather
I’ve been told I can do better
They say ‘you really should forget her’
But I can’t help myself

I didn’t want us to end that way
I didn’t want us to end at all
You know she didn’t mean a thing to me
Suppose that won’t inspire sympathy
And I can’t blame you for leaving
But everything that I believe in
Left with you, let’s call it even
I can’t help myself

And I’ve been up for three straight days now
I’ve been too afraid to crash down
Oceans of people just went round and round
Till I couldn’t recognize a soul
Couldn’t drink you off of my mind
And confronted by the sunshine
I just thought about our last time
I can’t help myself

I Won't Be That Man

Written By: David Mendelsohn/Dean Fransen

When you reach a time
Where you want to leave the past behind,
But the road ahead don’t look too bright,
And you cling to your fears like a desperate lover in the night
Remember tomorrow might be too late
To say ‘I won’t be that man no more…’

When you never see no reason to rejoice
Even your dog don’t wanna be around you
But he ain’t got no choice
What do you do when you’re locked up in loneliness and broken apart
You pick up the key and you open the door to your heart
And know that tomorrow might be too late
To say ‘I won’t be that man …
I won’t be that man no more…’

You been holding on to that pain so long
Lord, it’s got to feeling like a friend
But let loose that burden
For it will drag you down, lay waste to you in the end

Yes – what’s done is done
You know that you ain’t fooling anyone
You got to have mercy – and give yourself a break
You don’t need to keep beating yourself up
For every mistake
You know that tomorrow will be too late
To say ‘I won’t be that man
I won’t be that man…
I won’t be that man no more…’

Soul Love

Written By: David Mendelsohn

Baby I’ve been thinking about you now for a long, long time
I’ve wanted to sit down and talk with you a while
I think you’re beautiful, both on the inside and head to toe
But before we take this further, there’s something you should know
I’m not just looking for a good time
I’ve had more than my share
I want to spend the rest of my life with someone who really cares

I want a soul love
A deep down in my soul love
I want to know love
And share it all with you
I need somebody
To really see the real me
And understand all my imperfections perfectly
My soul love

I wanna know where you come from, and where you’re looking to go
And what keeps you awake at night, and what makes your garden grow
I wanna do the impossible, throw away the plan and wing it
Go to Paris for the weekend, worry later if we can swing it

I want a soul love
A deep down in my soul love
I want to know love
And share it all with you
I need somebody
To really see the real me
And understand all my imperfections perfectly
My soul love

I go through the days, all set in my ways
And I’m oh so weary, I am nearly
Through with the game, I just want the pain to stop – yeah
I’ve always held the deep belief that there’s someone out there for me
I want to dive into your sea
But don’t be careless with my heart

I want a soul love
A deep down in my soul love
I want to know love
And share it all with you
I need somebody
Who really sees the real me
And understands all my imperfections perfectly
My soul love

Never Shoulda Had That Last Shot

Written By: David Mendelsohn

Never Shoulda Had That Last Shot
D. Mendelsohn
It was a night like any other
Me and the girls thought we’d tie one on
Nothing too crazy
Just a little bit of fun
Let loose a little
Be home by one
Then we ordered up a round of southern comfort
And you know that stuff goes right to my head
Then I think I did some things that I probably shouda not
I guess I never shoulda had that last shot

You shouldn’t drink on an empty stomach
You shouldn’t mix your alcohol
I know the rules
Know what they’re all about
But sometimes when I get goin
I go all out
Then Roberta ordered 3 Cuervo Golds
And you know that stuff goes right to my head
I know I crossed the line, wish I could say I forgot
I guess I never shoulda had that last shot

I shoulda never gotten up on that bar
I shoulda kept my T-shirt on
I shoulda crawled back home before last call
But by then I was too far gone

Patti dropped out around midnight
Cicely was nursing her beer
I’m not usually the one
To ring that bell
But I had the devil’s voice in my ear
Saying “raise some hell”
So I ordered up a round of B and B’s
And you know that stuff goes right to my head
I shoulda stuck with a little, I went for a lot
I guess I never shoulda had that last shot

I shoulda never talked to that cowboy
I shoulda let my friends rescue me
I didn’t know where I was the next morning
With some cowboy snoring next to me

Ladies let this be a lesson
Don’t’ make the same mistakes I’ve made
Stick with beer
Or a little wine
The hard stuff’ll get ya
Every time
Stay away from the liquor cause it’s quicker till you’re sicker
And you know that stuff goes right to your head
Take it from me, although I don’t know a lot
I know I never shoulda had that last shot

Discography

Brother Joscephus and the Love Revival Revolution Orchestra (2009)

Live at Brooklyn Bowl (2011)

Set List

Sets are usually about an hour fifteen or so. The band can play at least 3 sets of that length if necessary.

Some of Brojo's unique twist on covers include "Nothing from Nothing" by Billy Preston, "Vehicle" by the Ides of March, a N'awlins-ified version of Billy Joel's "Only the Good Die Young" and a second-line marching take on Sublime's "What I Got."

Additionally, BroJo puts a new coat of 12-piece arranged righteousness on classic standards such as "Jambalaya," "When the Saints Go Marching In" and "America the Beautiful."

We also keep the party vibe groovin' with New Orleans classics like "Bourbon Street Parade" and "Hey Pocky Way."

Despite our penchant for putting twists on classics and the like, our passion is original music. We currently have over 25 original compositions in our repertoire. Some titles include:

Make Love to Your Woman!
Just Can't Stop the Love
Mighty Mighty Chain of Love
Bon Temps Roulez
Revolution of Love
Don't Give Up on Love
Bury Me in