Johnny Different

Johnny Different

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Blending elements of power pop, punk and various other alternative threads, producing their high energy sound, Johnny Different is caffeine for your ear. All the while we remember that Rock-N-Roll can be a forum or a story but it's always a good time!

Biography

ROCK-N-ROLL WITH A DASH OF PUNK...

Hailing from San Diego, Johnny Different blends elements of power pop, punk and various other alternative threads to produce their high energy sound. Originally kicking off in late 2004, like most bans, JD stumbled over their first few steps, ending up as a three-piece power trio by August 2005 with John Miller (Guitar/Vocals), Jay Culbertson (Bass/Vocals) and John Spaid (Drums). For the next year and a half Johnny Different played a rotating circuit of San Diego clubs including Cane’s, The 710 Beach Club, Brick By Brick, The Tiki House, The Ocean Beach Farmers Market and their home away from home, O’Connell’s.

In January 2007, Johnny Different released their first album, Growin’ Up which was recorded and produced at StudiOB by long time San Diego musician Chuck Schiele (Chuck is also a member of San Diego's The Grams). The album received a wide variety of reviews in the San Diego Union Tribune, North County Times, San Diego CityBEAT and San Diego Reader. The band has continued into 2007 gaining popularity including a feature in the San Diego Union Tribune STREET section.

In April 2007 the guys of Johnny Different decided to add to the mix and the sound of the band by adding lead guitarist Ryan Vernazza. Now, a four-piece band again, the future is looking bright for these lads and we all hope you, our fans and friends, stick around to see the growth and development of Johnny Different from nice guy musicians, to tabloid and mug shot notoriety.

Lyrics

Growin' Up

Written By: John M. Miller

VERSE 1:
Growin’ up way to fast with a bunch of kids tryin’ to kick my ass
On the playground after school, no teachers no golden rule
Face down in the dirt, rather be home watchin’ Ernie and Bert
Mom now would can’t you see, go on home and let me be!

CHORUS:
In the trials of growin’ up
You never learn too much
In the trials of growin’ up
You never lear too much

VERSE 2:
Miles away and minutes apart, you’ll find me here with a broken heart
Freshman year, I love you dear, ‘til you dumped me in your senior year
Friday night, no girls in sight, just a bunch of jocks who wanna fight
So where now do we go, head on down to the punk rock show

(REPEAT CHORUS)

VERSE 3:
From skinned knees and climbing trees to fast cars and dirty bars
Chasin’ girls on the playground, to askin’ them out and getting turned down
In the trials of growin’ up, you never think you learn too much
But lookin’ back on it all, I guess I learned something after all

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Arab Oil

Written By: Jay Culbertson

INTRO:
I haven't slept in 2 days and 7 hours
Microwave dinners an TV news while election sours

All of the experts have opinions
About whose telling the facts and who's spinnin'
Terror will be vanquished and then forgiven
My brain, just left the park.

VERSE 1:
I don't make sense, but neither do you
Why don't we get pissed drunk together before we're cold and blue

I might fight me
You might fight you
That's shit's exhausting as a motherfucker and I've got work to do

CHORUS:
Arabs and Oil
Politics of King Once-is-useless
I don't care, I don't count
Some want us to fight, some want us to bleed
Want us to die for glory
I say fine, I'll stick around, someone's got tell the damn story

VERSE 2:
You could shoot me
And I could shoot you
But fuck it let's have a good time
Before our time is through

I'd rather sing about beer and chicks, Cuz they are the best
Trying to talk logic right now is a waste of your fucking breath

(REPEAT CHORUS)

VERSE 3:
I don't make sense, but neither do you
Why don't we get pissed drunk together, before we're cold and blue

And I'd rather sing about beer and chicks, cuz they are the best
Trying to talk logic right now is a waste of your fucking breath

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Wine Song

Written By: John M. Miller

VERSE 1:
Wine’s not enough tonight
To get you outta sight
You wanna throw it down
Better if I’m not around

CHORUS:
It’s Friday night and I’ve been drinkin’ too much wine
All I know’s I gotta be back home by 9
My baby left me, left me all alone
I don’t wanna go, don’t wanna go on back home

VERSE 2:
What’s that you say?
You say I oughta stay
And I’m not gonna like
What happens if I’m out tonight

(REPEAT CHORUS)

VERSE 3:
Fuck You!
And what you put me through
I can’t stand to hear
Your shit another year
I’m takin’ off tonight
I’m getting’ outta sight
From what you said to me
With no consideration of my plea

(REPEAT CHORUS)
(REPEAT CHORUS)

Late 20's Lament

Written By: John M. Miller

INTRO:
I usually slept through my 10 am class
I was up at 8 on St. Patty’s to fill my glass
We were young, well I guess we still are
But those days seem so far away…

But that was 1998!

VERSE 1:
Never worried about a morning after
Or a Tuesday night, last call at the bar

CHORUS:
And In my life now I can see all these things
There are different changes but the memories still ring
One day you’re writing you name in the cement
The next it’s your late 20’s lament

VERSE 2:
Now we’re looking for Mrs. Right
Not just hangin out, on a Saturday night
Yeah no more Mrs. Right now,
But that’s okay, it’s probably safer anyhow

(REPEAT CHORUS)

VERSE 3:
Still heading back to my old college town
Same old bars but they’re filled with a different crowd
Sometimes you’ll even find me
At the punk-rock show, but in the balcony!

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Down On Your Luck

Written By: John M. Miller

VERSE 1:
Well things they have been going strange
I haven’t seen you in so many days
Yeah my thoughts they’re running wild
My emotions are a turning-stile
Some days I sit, lost in memory
To the point where it’s like you’re there with me

And you said,

CHORUS:
Son you might find yourself, down on your luck
And I can’t be there to help you up
You’re on your own now, don’t you give up
When you find yourself, down on your luck

VERSE 2:
The day he died not I, did not cry
I stood my ground, never made a sound
People said boy, you gotta have faith
Your father’s now, in a better place
If there’s a god then why’d he take him now?
They answers I got, just made me doubt

And you said,

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Several years and still no tears
And no religion to quell my fears
In the evening at the evening at the end of the day
It’s to MY father that I pray
I don’t know if he can hear
But the words he said, remain so clear

Cause he said,

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Discography

Album: Growin' Up (Released, January 2007)

Radio Airplay: AM 1360, Air America / FM 94.9 - The Local 94/9 / AmplifySD.com (Internet Radio) / KPRI FM 102.1 Homegrown Hour

Streaming: Several songs from Growin' Up on Scott Zensen's "My Week In Music" - http://myweek.musicjammers.com/NewIssue.html - www.myspace.com/johnnydifferent - Neil Young's Living with War

Set List

Growin' Up
Cherse
60 Minutes
Under Stars
Eastbound & Down (Cover - JD Style)
Arab Oil
Another Time
November Comes
California Era
No Clue
Down On Your Luck
Words for the Wise?
Wine Song
Can't Always Get What You Want (Cover - JD Style)
Late 20's Lament