Chris Arena

Chris Arena

 Los Angeles, California, USA
BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

Beautiful, ethereal singer-songwriter/folk. Nick Drake meets Bright Eyes. Lyrics that dig deeper than the bones. Melodies that hum louder than your own thoughts.

Biography

Chris Arena delivers what the music lover in all of us is looking for: the haunt of lyrics that dig deeper than the bones, and melodies that hum louder than your own thoughts.

Arena has played to thousands of people from Memphis TN, to Atlantic City, NJ and Manhattan, NY. He quickly began making waves in the Philadelphia music scene since relocating there in 2009, sharing the stage with scene heavyweights like the Pawn Shop Roses and Bess Rogers.

His self-titled debut album, arranged by Grammy-wining producer Craig Street (Nora Jones) and mixed by three time Grammy-winning sound engineer Tony Maseratti (WILL.I.AM. Jason Mraz, John Legend) at Ardent Studios in Memphis, TN (Led Zeppelin, ZZ Top), combines intuitive melodies with left field pop.

The album, which also features the piano work of Rick Steff (Cat Power, Gin Blossoms, George Thorogood), fuses the intimacy of Nick Drake and the semi-sprawling sensibilities of Bright Eyes and Alexi Murdoch with atmospheric soundscapes and beautifully vulnerable melodies.

Released in July 2010, the album quickly garnered positive press coverage. The single Crazy was Song of the Day on www.eatsleepbreathemusic.com and the disc was named Album of the Week by Atlantic City Weekly.

dtown Magazine hailed Arena’s music as “an alternately intimate and anthemic slice of indie rock and neo-folk” and NJ.com observed, “[Arena] could take his music in a million directions and it'll be fun to watch where he goes.”

Three songs from the album were featured in the director Alex DePhillipo’s documentary Dark Fall. Arena toured in support of the film from July through September, including performances at two sold-out screenings at the Atlantic City House of Blues.

Growing up on the New Jersey shore, Arena’s family nurtured his passion for music. His mother weaned him on a steady diet of Van Morrison and Cream and his father taught him to play guitar. He inherited an amazingly rare 1959 Gibson Les Paul Standard guitar from his grandfather, a jazz musician, and still reveres his grandmother as his most trusted critic.

Arena began writing his own songs in high school, inspired by recent upheavals in his life. His family moved from the east coast to Memphis, TN as his father struggled and nearly died of cancer. Though Memphis is regarded a music town, Arena feeling alienated from his peers as a northerner far from home, and spent countless nights alone with his guitar writing music.

His songs caught the attention of sound engineer Tony Masserati while Arena was attended the University of Memphis. He graduated two years ago and immediately began work on his first release.

With strong regional success behind him, Arena has national recognition in his sights for 2011.

Lyrics

Wait

Written By: Chris Arena

Its true the second that i saw him with his arm over you
I wanted to steal all the love back from you
that i handed out for free for no cost or no fee
guess that’s how it’ll be- you with him not with me

And i wait for you now in my car is where i want you to be
wait for your love without you is where I don’t want to be

because if i meant that much to you we’d share this table for two
instead i sit here alone pretending you lost your phone
call you should have made to me
that would have brought me to my knees
the lonely live in memories and in my dreams your still with me

And i wait for you now in my car is where i want you to be
wait for your love without you is where I don’t want to be

wait for you know in my car is where i want you to be
wait for your love without you is where I don’t want to be

Crazy

Written By: Chris Arena

“CRAZY“

Tell me that you see me baby give me something i could lay my head on
Tell me that you miss me crazy give me something i could maybe rest on
Melt me down to chivalry, take the hand i know you can depend on

I never meant to drive you crazy
I never meant to bring you harm
And if i ever get a little crazy
well i mean no harm

Drink your potions little princess leave me facing places you would want me
Don’t tell me to just go relax, give me hope that I could just depend on

I never meant to drive you crazy
I never meant to bring you harm
And if i ever get a little crazy
Well i mean no harm….

All In Your Head

Written By: Chris Arena

The dizziest days shows emptiest places we try and go
You know some cards could never play our game
Whats crazy is fame show the audience well
The perfect house- the plastic cell
Its all in your head now
You want me to say now
Theres to say now
Theres nothing to say

Its all in your head now
Its nothing we meant that we couldn't avoid
My heart rolls like a melody
but the words they fall out of key
you know somethings are better left unsaid
its all in your head
you want me to say but
theres nothing to say
theres nothing to say...

Blue Eyes

Written By: Chris Arena

I met a man in Mason Texas and he bought a drink and told me about his life.
His house is paid -car runs fine -dog behaves and his children aren’t behind.
Life seems to be alright...

But his mom just passed and dad moved in, now they both raise glasses to their lost kin.
They smoke cigars and fancied cars-they’d do the things that father and sons do-
Trying to get by...

Sometimes he’ll go down to the liquor store where a man he knows has seen his face before.
He went on to explain that the pain of loosing someone he cares for-
Has drunken up his heart...

But oh how life moves through their broken bones
And we turn what we love into our homes

And the magazines and the movie screens distract him from his mom’s eternal sleep.
To try and pass the time, to forget 20 years by her side-
He’s asking god why...

And every time that he gets down he see’s his children with his mom’s blue eyes.
But their older now and they pray about their old pop’s lost and lonely soul,
They’re pleading with the sky...

oh how life moves through their broken bones
And we turn what we love into our homes
God only knows what Heaven holds
Yeah God only knows what Heaven holds
but i’ll see you there
Yeah i’ll see you there…..

The Lie In Me

Written By: Chris Arena

Been walking down the wrong road- looking towards the past
Been choosing repetition before knowing my own hand
Been seeing all the wrong signs most anyone can see
Loosing my companion-the friend I thought in me

But Lord i've found the lie me
Comes out slowly when we need

Been talking to the father-well listen my old man
I need some contradiction and the guidance of your hand
Break me down to nothing yet save me from the jail
Your voice of age old reason somehow drives me to prevail

But Lord i've found the lie me
Comes out slowly when we need

Break me down to nothing-won't you save me from this land?
Wait for me my angel help me be a better man
Start me on the right foot- got me carving out some path
Well I don't got no magic if I don't know how to laugh

so "ah ha ha" goes the thief
He comes out slowly when we need...

Well walking through a lifetime with your grief
Turns any man I know into the thief 
Based on imperfection we believe
Weighs heavy on the back of disbelief... 

In death we have no reason but the reasons of our past
So take from me thy evil that has yet but soon to pass
Bring me towards the darkness for the darkness has to see
the freedom he forgot in love was the freedom that saved me

But Lord i've found the lie me
Comes out slowly when we need
Yes Lord i've found the thief
Comes out slowly when we need....

Blue Eyes

Written By: Chris Arena

I met a man in Mason Texas-bought a drink and told me about his life
His house is paid, his car runs fine, his dog behaves and his children aren’t behind
life seems to be alright

But his mom just passed and dad moved in, they both raise glasses to their lost kin
They smoke cigars and fancied cars they’d do the things that father and sons do
they’re trying to get by

But he’ll go on down to the liquor store where a man he knows has seen his face before
He went on to explain that the pain of loosing someone he cares for
Has drunken up his heart

But oh how life moves through their broken bones
And we turn what we love into our homes

And the magazines and the movie screens distract him from his mom’s eternal sleep
To try and pass the time to forget 20 years by her side
He’s asking god why

And every time that he gets down he see’s his children with his mom’s blue eyes
But their older now and they pray about their old pop’s lost and lonely soul
They’re pleading with the sky

But oh how life moves through their broken bones
And we turn what we love into our homes
God only knows what Heaven holds
Yeah God only knows what Heaven holds
but i’ll see you there
Yeah i’ll see you there…..

Discography

Self-Titled - to be released this summer

Single-"All In Your Head"