Official Response

Official Response

 Sacramento, California, USA
BandRockReggae

We play a mix of Rock and Reggae. Think Red Hot Chili Peppers meets Rebelution. We recently released our first full length album "No More Bad Days", and have played with acts such as Tomorrows Bad Seeds, Ballyhoo!, and Arden Park Roots.

Biography

Official Response is a Rock/Reggae band from Sacramento, California heavily influenced by the Red Hot Chili Peppers, 311, and Rebelution. The band was started in 2010, and originally consisted of three high school friends. Bassist Connor Lyles, Drummer Branson Meyers, and Guitar/Vocalist Graham Richardson. The band played their first live performance at Vista Del Lago High School's Project Impact Open Mic, where the band met Anderz Mintz and added him to the lineup as their second Guitar/Vocalist. Soon after, the band recorded a three song EP at Meyers' house, and began to play shows at venues in their hometown, Ace of Spades, and The Boardwalk among others. They opened for bands such as Tomorrows Bad Seeds, Ballyhoo! and Arden Park Roots. As they began to build a following in Sacramento, they added horns to further expand their sound. Ramon Salmeron, Josh Velasco, and Daniel Ardoin joined the band on Trumpet, Saxophone, and Trombone respectively, and brought with them Ska influences from bands such as Reel Big Fish and Streetlight Manifesto. With the addition of these three members, Official Response began to headline their own shows, and started working on a full length album. A year and a half later, their debut album "No More Bad Days" is ready to release on iTunes on February 21st.

Lyrics

Beachball

Written By: Graham Richardson

Well I'll sing you a song about love today
About the freedom of mind, and the freedom to say
Anything you feel that is right for the time and
Anything you feel sounds right in a rhyme
Well the first music that was ever heard
Was the crack of a stick, and the song of a bird
And the tumbling rocks as the snow fell down
And the tree in the forest as it fell without a sound
Well it wasn't too long 'till sombody came 'round
That day was the day that the music was found
He banged on a drum like the shot of a gun
Not too long till the revolution begun
With the classical ages leadin' right to the next
And the renaissance days leadin' straight to the rest.
I hope you all see that we've been blessed
'Cause without the first sound we'd've never heard the rest

Oh, so don't tell me
Your ability
Creativity
Is a joy and
Is a pleasure that can't be found

Every time you turn on the radio
It's the same old song its the same old show
If we continue this way we will never see
What the bright new future has in store for me
So the next time you hear something you don't understand
Just give it a try listen to it again
It's amazing what you find when you look around
Embrace the new colors and you'll hear a new sound

Oh, so don't tell me
Your ability
Creativity
Is a joy and
Is a pleasure that can't be found

Now you've heard them talk about originality
When your heart is true and your mind is free
Anything you sing into the mic is real and
Everything you say well you truly feel and
If you're honest to yourself well there is no end
To the happiness that you will extend
To the people you love and the place you live
Keep it up till you have nothing more to give

Oh, so don't tell me
Your ability
Creativity
Is a joy and
Is a pleasure that can't be found

Sunshine

Written By: Graham Richardson

You've got the sunshine comin' from the power lines
And you know happiness ain't free oh yeah,
You've got the war crime comin' from the pipeline,
And you know happiness ain't free oh yeah.

When conflicts arise we all think, ok
As long as the struggle's not affectin' me
When national debt's the only price you pay
Declaration of war a thing of yesterday

You've got the sunshine comin' from the power lines
And you know happiness ain't free oh yeah,
You've got the war crime comin' from the pipeline,
And you know happiness ain't free oh yeah.

United States America the world police
Unless your country's lacking natural resources
So keep the oil comin' let it flow to me
As long as I can drive my big SUV

You've got the sunshine comin' from the power lines
And you know happiness ain't free oh yeah,
You've got the war crime comin' from the pipeline,
And you know happiness ain't free oh yeah.

And disregard the lives that they had to give
So you can live the life that you want to live
And disregard the blood that they had to spill
To turn the sunshine on and the pipeline fill

You've got the sunshine comin' from the power lines
And you know happiness ain't free oh yeah,
You've got the war crime comin' from the pipeline,
And you know happiness ain't free oh yeah.

Residue

Written By: Graham Richardson

I can feel your fingers in my hair
I can feel your warmth upon my neck

Woah, Residue
What have I left on you?

I can hear your skin upon my skin
I can feel you whisper in my ear

Woah, Residue
What have I left on you?

I can feel the color in your eyes
I can taste the music that you sang

Woah, Residue
What have I left on you?

I can see your thoughts inside my head
I can taste the music that you sang

Woah, Residue
What have I left on you?

Addicted to Average

Written By: Graham Richardson

He lives his life at the bottom of the ladder, where he fell
He spends his paycheck on his dose, it's a living hell
The others look at him and say ain't that a shame
The others just dont realize their fate is just the same
They may not have a drug of choice that throws them off the line
But average is their heroin it does the job just fine

He comes home from his cubicle, working nine to five
Walks in the door and feeds his fish makes sure they're still alive
The house is dark he goes to sleep and wakes up at the dawn
Gets into his clean white car while people mow his lawn
He may not have a drug of choice that throws him off the line
But average is his heroin it does the job just fine

Johnny is a good boy he gets A's all the time
He's going to be great someday they tell him all the time
He sits in his ceramic chair he does what he is told
Never tells the man he's wrong cuz that would be too bold
For eight years straight he folds his hands and breathes in stale air
Flourescent light shines in his eyes and static in his hair
They tell him four more years to go as thoughts form in his head
They take root in his brain when he goes off to bed
When he wakes up he has no drug to throw him off the line
But he knows average is cocaine he won't do another line

No More Bad Days

Written By: Graham Richardson

No more bad days
No more bad days
No more bad days
No more bad days

Walkin' down the street in my flip flops
I can hear the hip hop comin' from the pop top cars
Ocean air in my hair as I pay the taxi fare and we drive by the surfers and the closed up bars
The sun on the street makes it hot on your feet, on the corner sits a man with a cardboard sign
I give him all my change, when I ask him of his pain, turns his lazy eye to me and then he drops this line

No more bad days
No more bad days
No more bad days
No more bad days

Just another day on the freeway drivin' with the top down pumpin' out the stereo sound
Then I see a man hit and run by a van, fender bender couldn't mend her he was in the wet sand
Pull alongside ask him if he needs a ride, no thank you was his answer but I'd like to lend a hand he said
Johnny dropped out, lost my job without a doubt, but it's such a lovely day have a beer and chill it out he said

No more bad days
No more bad days
No more bad days
No more bad days

Discography

"No More Bad Days"
2011
CD
Self Produced
Graham Richardson

Set List

Diamond in the Rough
Addicted to Average
Karma
No More Bad Days
Peace and Love
Residue
Sunshine
BritPop
Beach Ball
Fire & Ice
Don't Stop
Lonely