Jook Bourke

Jook Bourke

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Critically Acclaimed Singer/Songwriter Contemporary Acoustic Blues See www.jookbourke.com. His fingerpicking style/slide guitar, and smooth soulful vocals are blended with lyrics full of irony and humor to create a rich full sound that is all his own

Biography

Jook is the son of Big Band Era, clarinetist/saxophonist, bandleader, writer and arranger, Patty Bourke. When Jook was at the age of 12, his dad began teaching him to play saxophone. He joined his first band at the age of 16. He was the lead singer and saxophonist in that band. Finding it difficult to sing and play saxophone at the same time, he invited his brother Stoney to join the band as a singer. Stoney was a natural born showman and quickly showed his talent for belting out blues, R&B and rock vocals. This started a musical relationship that lasted for 18 years. Jook started learning how to play guitar and harmonica at the age of 20. He and Stoney formed the Bourke Brothers Band a few years later. He was now playing guitar, harmonica, saxophone and sharing vocal responsibilities with Stoney. When the band finally broke up, Jook turned to songwriting and began performing as a solo artist. He released his first solo acoustic blues CD “A Redhead From Chesapeake Bay” in 2001. It was a switch from the electric blues and rock he had been writing and performing in the Bourke Brother's Band. He latest releases, “My Mojo’s Just Too Weak” and "Just A Minute" are built on the acoustic blues tradition.

Lyrics

You're Driving Me Crazy

Written By: John J. Bourke

Your driven me crazy
Please leave me alone
You start up in the morning
And you don’t quit when the sun goes down

I don’t understand you
Or the way that you cry
You sound just like a baby
Gives me chills and makes my blood pressure rise

I give you everything you need to be happy
You get the best food that my money can buy
Although last year you lost a tooth or two
Your bites still bad enough to make the kids cry

Your driven me crazy
You must think it’s your job
If you’d take a small vacation
Be enough to make this grown man sob

Besides biting, over eating and sleeping
You throw up all over the living room rug
If I had known you get this big and live this long
Fifteen years ago I would a got a dog

Your driven me crazy
Please leave me alone
You start up in the morning
And you go past when the sun goes down

Your driven me crazy
Please leave me alone
I’d die a happy man knowing what a quiet morning is in my home

That Was It?

Written By: John J. Bourke

So that’s my life?
That’s my life?
That was it?
That’s my life?
That’s my life?
That was it? That was It?
That can’t be all,
I had so many things planned I never did

Guess I ate too many french fries
And had too many shakes
There should have been some warning
Sayin don’t eat this everyday

Now the preacher’s in the corner
He don’t hardly know my name
I can hear him tell my brother
God works in mysterious ways

But that’s my life
Is that my life?
That what it is?
That’s my life
That’s my life
That was it
That can’t be all,
I had so many things planned I never did

I wanted to go to Mardi Gras
And join the peace corp. no really
I wanted to buy a new car
And drive to New York City
I was gonna pay back uncle Bob
I wanted to get a steady job
I was gonna complain a little less
And call my family more

I was gonna to tell my dad I didn’t mean to beat up on Ron
I was gonna confess I took the money from mommas cookie jar
And I think I’m pretty sure that I am really very sorry
You know I’m not so good at these things although I get lots of practice

That’s my life
That’s my life
That was it
That’s my life?
That’s my life?
That’s it?
That can’t be all,
I had so many things I planned I never did

So that’s my life?
That’s my life?
That was it
So that’s my life?
I kind of thought
There’d be more to it
I was about to make my peace
When I heard the red-haired nurse say
He’ll pull through it

Reach Out

Written By: Jook Bourke aka John J. Bourke Jr.

Verse

Don’t know if I believe in angels that come down from the sky
But I believe in angels, cause I’ve known some in my life
You can always tell an angel even though they don’t have wings
There’s a kindness in their smile, they don’t care much about worldly things

Chorus

And they reach out, nobody stands alone
They reach out, no one does it on their own
Yea, they reach out, reach out

Verse

The sick, the fallen, the hungry and the lame,
The powerless, and weak the tortured and insane.
If you want to meet an angel, go to where misfortune is
Cause angels know they always get back more than they can give.

Chorus

And reach out, nobody stands alone
And they reach out, one does it on their own
Yea, they reach out, reach out

Verse

You can always spot an angel; you don’t have to be a spy
They may not have two wings but they do know how to fly
It’s not hard to be an angel you really don’t need to have wings
Just give yourself to someone in need, in return don’t ask a thing

Ending Chorus

You’ve got to reach out, nobody stands alone
You’ve got to reach out, cause no one can do it all on their own
You’ve got to reach out, reach out

Come on and reach out, no one can do it all on their own
You’ve got to reach out, nobody really can stand alone
You’ve got to reach out, reach out

Just A Minute

Written By: John J Bourke

Just a Minute, yea, that’s all I want from you
Just a minute of your time I’m sure
I’m sure will chase away my blues

Just a minute, yea, to sit and watch you smile,
And to listen to your voice and touch your hands
Look into your eyes a little while

Life has become so complicated, and out of control
No matter how hard I try
When I lose faith I just need, to stand by your side
And I believe again

Just a minute, yea, that’s all I want from you
Oh, just a minute to wash away my blues, yea
Oh, just a minute will do

Discography

Just A Minute - Released 2007
My Mojo's Just Too Weak - Released 2004
A Redhead From Chesapeake Bay - Released 2001

Set List

Original Jook Bourke Songs

A REDHEAD FROM CHESAPEAKE BAY
IF I HAD SOME DOLLARS
I MUST BE GONE
YOU’RE DRIVIN ME CRAZY
MY MOJO’S TOO WEAK
TRYIN TO BE A BETTER MAN
WOULD YOU HELP ME GET THROUGH THIS LIFE
I GOTTA BE RIGHT
THIS PLACE IS HOT
THE SEAT NEXT TO YOU
LET HIM FEEL GOOD
YOU COULD JUST BE AHEAD OF YOUR TIME
SURRENDER
THAT WAS IT?
STUCK BEING ME
IT'S ALREADY TOO LONG
SHE LAID IT ON
I'M A BADMAN
IT'S JUST A DREAM
PRICE TO PAY
GRANDAD'S FACE
WHERE'D THIS WOMAN COME FROM
KEYS IN MY POCKET
YOU'VE MADE ME AT HOME
RED PAPER ROSES
THAT OLD OAK TREE
HOT PEPPER SAUCE
JUST A MINUTE
NOBODY CAN DO WHAT I CAN
REACH OUT
IT'S A HURRICANE
I NEED TO GET HOME
SOMETIMES I JUST NEED TO FEEL THIS WAY
THIS AIN'T WHERE I BELONG
AREA CODE 212
SOMEBODY'S CALLING
BOCA RATON