Peter J.

Peter J.

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Island Time, Fun in the Sun, Living like a pirates son, Sailing away to island adventures, Romance, Baking in the sun, and a little. Caribbean Charm. Start Living on Island Time. Burning Wood - Country, Folk, blue grass feel good song about staying warm in the winter by a wood burning stove.

Biography

Living on Island Time Production Notes:
Recorded at Bay Farm Studios, Kingston, Ma.
Produced by: Peter J.
Engineer: Paul Caruso
All songs written and performed by Peter J. (BMI)

Peter J., performed rhythm, finger style guitar and vocals.

Engineer: Paul Caruso has worked extensively with Aerosmith and also co-produced and played drums on ''Mercy," on Joe Perry’s instrumental that was nominated for a Grammy Award. A little more than a year ago Paul played drums with Perry on the Late Night with Conan O’Brien Show. Paul Caruso was well known around Boston in the music industry.

Bass Player, Tim Archibald performing on the album has won the Best Bass Player in Boston Award several times and has traveled the world playing bass with many rock and roll bands. Tim’s fretless bass can be heard in several songs providing such rich under tones that are unique in this album.

Guitarist Dana, West provided electric, acoustic and classical guitar. Dana captured the feel we were looking for with his classical guitar while also providing the subtle rock edge. This is most evident in the song Pina Colada where Dana plays both parts in the instrumental.

Percussion was performed by Paul Caruso

Heidi Thompson and Katie Mackey provided back up vocals on "Martinique", "Pina Colada" and "Cast Your Dreams."

About the songs:

All the songs on this CD were written after several trips down to the Caribbean. The song, Track 3 Pina Colada combines several of the islands and the Keys of Florida. Banana daiquiris from Martinique, Cruzan Rum from St. Croix and Pina Colada from Bonaire and the idea of being out and about just having some fun and the sun going down behind the clouds out on the sea, from Key West. This combination shaken not stirred will provide a very up tempo song about baking in the sun, singing our song and just having some fun!

Track 2, Island Time came to me after a busy day at home and finally sitting down watching TV trying to unwind and I started to think about our recent trip to Bonaire. While we were down in Bonaire after leaving home during a major snow storm I was trying to remember if I had gotten everything done before leaving, I needed a cup of coffee desperately that first morning. I ordered a cup from our waiter and 20 minutes later, I still didn't have my cup of coffee. Seeing the pot of coffee I went up to get the cup myself. Just as I reached for the pot our waiter turned and said, "I said I would get the cup for you mon now go back and sit down and I will bring it over to you in a minute". He added, "Where are you goin' mon, do you need to be somewhere mon"? I went back to our table and sat down. My cup of coffee arrived after another 20 minutes. It was then that I realized I was now Living on Island Time. I wrote the song that night.

Track 4, Cast Your Dreams was written when we were down in Puerto Rico. It was in the evening and my wife and I were lying in a hammock out under the palm trees out by the beach. There was a band playing in the cafe near by and a couple walked by holding hands and the moon was rising from the sea and I said to my wife this would make a nice song .......... I pulled my hat down as I closed my eyes.

Track 6, Boat Shoes (I wanna be a millionaire) was a fun song to write. Just putting the words together made me laugh while writing it. The song was based on the fact that someone actually said I was no James Bond.......Really! Take a good look around. I also don't have much in the way of luck either. I think we all dream about what it would be like to win the lottery or strike it rich and what we would buy with all that money or what we would like to do with it as far as rolling in it or what have you. Most of the people I see on TV who have won the lottery don't look much like a James Bond either. For me, I'm still standing on the pier waiting for my boat to come in.

Track 1, Martinique was written about leaving one paradise (the old coast of Mexico) for another with some beautiful secluded coves where all you need is a bottle of tequila, a lady and a sun that's hot!..........that's all you need and all you've got!

Track 5, St. Lucia. To ask someone to sail away with you to St. Lucia and promise to stay with that someone for all time would be one of life's greatest adventures. St. Lucia is only a state of mind. The promise.............is the real adventure.

About Peter J.

Featured Artist of the Month www.TropicalDreams.net July 2007. Live interview with Dennis "DK" King's Island Time Radio Show, Heard on WBWC 88.3 FM in Cleveland, Ohio and at www.WBWC.com on the web April 2007

Singer/Songwriter, Peter J. started performing in 1978 playing folk, bluegrass and country music. Peter's first guitar was purchased by cashing in on the silver market that went through the roof around 1979. He took $98.00 in worthless silver coins and cashed them out for $993.00 and bought a Martin HD 28 which he still plays today.

Over the years Pete

Lyrics

Burning Wood

Written By: Peter J.

Burning Wood
Written by: Peter J.
(BMI) All rights reserved

Verse:
Well, you know last winter I spent a million or two, heating my house with that bubbling crude, black gold, OPEC's oil.

So I thought I'd get smart like others before and I went out and I bought me a stove, a wood burning stove that could burn coal.

Now, I went right out and I bought me a saw, an ax and a wedge and a big heavy maul and I took to the woods truck and all.

Now the first tree I cut was a big oak tree, it came crashing down with a big heavy thud and I looked at that tree lying on the ground. And I saw before my eye's a crackling glow and I felt the warmth of a wood burning stove and I said hey, now that's for me.

Chorus:
I'm burning wood......I'm burning wood........
I'm burning wood.

I'm burning wood......burning wood.......
Just burning wood.

Verse:
Now I cut up that tree and piled it on the truck, brought it home to split it up, get it nice and seasoned, before the winter comes.

Now, swing an ax then swing a maul, parley your wedge then swing it some more, working up a thirst, just working the wood........ 'cause (Chorus)

Verse:
Now my back is aching and I'm feeling worn, my hands are blistered and my pants are torn, all this work, just to stay warm.

Well, I hardly think it's worth it at all, then I see that oil truck standing tall, then I'm back out in the woods and oh yea! I'm cutting more...... 'cause (Chorus)

Verse:
Now, when winter comes along and it get mighty cold, I'm gonna be sitting by my wood burning stove, keeping nice and warm, just my Honey and me.

And I'll drink my beer and sing a little song, waiting for spring when it's gonna get warm, 'cause hell or high water this winter, I sure won't freeze............ 'cause

Chorus:
I'm burning wood...... burning wood........
I'm burning wood and I'm staying nice and warm.

Just burning wood...... burning wood.......
I'm burning wood, all winter long.

I'm burning wood.......burning wood........
I'm burning wood!

Ice Cold Beer

Written By: Peter J.

Ice Cold Beer
Written by: Peter J.
(BMI) All rights reserved

Verse:
Sit-in' on the front porch havin'' a beer,
play a little guitar, while the sun goes down.
Burgers and dogs, hot on the grill,
a little summer breeze,
waiting on paradise

Chorus:
It was a hot one today,
an ice cold beer brings a chill.
It was a hot one today,
an ice cold beer brings a chill.

Verse:
Sit-in' on the front porch nights roll-in' in,
like a long lost friend,
well look what the tides dragged in.
Watch-in' fire flies, painting the night,
Stars fill the sky, what a summers delight!. .......( Chorus)

Verse:
Sit-in' on the front porch havin' a beer,
Sing a little song, come on and jump right in.
Don't be shy come on and give it try,
if your a little out of key...
hey, you'll fit right in. (Chorus)

Verse:
Sit-in' on the front porch havin' a beer,
sing a little ditty,
You know it don't mean a thing.
Tell-in' tall tales into the night,
good company and friends,
we'll have a good time..........(Chorus)

Verse:
Sit-in' on the front porch, have another beer,
if your singing along,
you know you can't help but grin.
Kick off your shoes, stay for a while,
get a little laid back,
put tomorrow on hold......(Chorus) End.

Island Time

Written By: Peter J.

Island Time
Written by: Peter J.
(BMI) All rights reserved

Verse:
I gaze out from my bedroom window,
looking at the streets below.
People working, children playing,
traffics jamming, the noise is blaring.
all the while I, sit here dreaming,
waiting for mind to clear.
Then I pick up my guitar,
put my feet on the table,
and lean back to enjoy the time.

Chorus:
Living on island time.
Living on island time.
Just take it on down, a couple of levels,
you'll be living on island time.

Verse:
Sailing on down the coast,
running free with the wind.
The ocean is mighty,
this sailor is feisty,
the sunlight's blinding,
the night sky is falling.
On the shoreline,
city lights sparkle,
mixing with the stars above.
The gentle rock of the ocean,
puts this sailor to dreaming,
peaceful as the morning calm. (Chorus)

Verse:
In the islands you forget your ways,
all the games you used to play.
The water the sun,
the wine and the rum.
the moon and the stars,
that Caribbean charm.
Then you start to drift away,
as you sail on another day.
Another island of fun and
more wine and some rum,
living like a pirates son.

Living on island time.
Living on Island Time.
Just take it on down a couple of levels,
you'll be living on island time.
Just bring it on down a couple of levels,
you'll be living on Island time.

Pina Colada

Written By: Peter J.

Piña Colada
Written by: Peter J.
(BMI) All rights reserved

Verse:
Piña Colada......Cruzan Rum......Banana Daiquiris........
would you like to try some!
(we're) singing ,.....
Piña Colada......Cruzan Rum......Banana Daiquiris........
would you like to try some!

Here we are just sailing along,
out and about just having some fun.
Watching for girls out getting some sun,
and here we go, just singing our song, singing. (Chorus)

Verse:
Here we are just hanging around,
out on the beach just having some fun.
Watching for girls out lying in the sun,
coconut oil, baking till their done, singing. (Chorus)

Middle:
Here we are...........suns going down...........behind the clouds.......
out on the sea.......

Here we are...........suns going down...........behind the clouds.......
out on the sea.......

And here we are just hanging around,
out and about just having some fun,
watching for girls all golden and brown, and here they come,
their singing our song, singing........(Chorus)

Boat Shoes (I wanna be a millionaire

Written By: Peter J.

Boat Shoes (I wanna be a millionaire)
Written by: Peter J.
(BMI) All rights reserved

Verse:
I've got my boat shoes on and my captains hat........
my alligator shirt and my green plaid pants.
Martini in hand, shaken not stirred.............
look out ma, ma cause I think I heard......I'm no James Bond........
but then take a good look around.

All I want is what I don't got........
a great big yacht......don't think I'm asking a lot.
I wanna sail around without any cares.......instead I'm stuck here.....
standing on the pier........waiting........for my boat to come in.

Chorus:
I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it!
I wanna stuff a million dollars.......down in my underwear.....oh yea!
I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it.....and
you know some day.....I'll probably give it all away.

Verse:
You've heard the one who dies with the most toys wins.....
well I'm shooting for last just barley breakin' a grin.
I'll probably be around, just long enough.....to see my number hit,
for a twelve way split, ya know.......yea I thing you know........(Chorus)

Verse:
You know I wasn't born with a silver spoon......
but that doesn't mean you have to give me the moon.
Sometimes I feel it just isn't enough.........
to give a shit, or to have shit luck.........You know.........
Yea, I think you know!

I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it!
I wanna stuff a million dollars.......down in my underwear.....oh yea!
I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it.....
and you know some day.........I'll probably give it all away.

I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it!
I wanna stuff that million dollars, right down in my underwear....
oh yea!
I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it.....
and you know some day.....I'll probably give it all away..........
yea, yea you know someday.....I'll probably give it all away........
woohooo you know some day....I'll probable give it all away............

Not!

Martinique

Written By: Peter J.

Martinique
Written by: Peter J.
(BMI) All rights reserved

Chorus:
Hoist up the sails,
and pull up the anchor,
belay the halyards' and trim the jib and main sails.

Hoist up the colors,
and batten the hatches,
we're gonna sail on down to Martinique.

Verse:
I hate to leave this old coast of Mexico,
the good times here like always have been good to me.
The women here just know how to treat their men just right,
oh, how I hate to leave.............. So...(Chorus)

Verse:
I found a little place a little hide away.
One that the tourist have not yet found.
A bottle of tequila, a lady and a sun that's hot,
is all you need, and all you've got............ So...(Chorus)

Verse:
Looking back across the waves I begin to smile.
As the coastline settles in the sea.
I look ahead as the sun climbs high above.
Good by Mehico, hello Martinique! .........So... (Chorus)

Discography

Album EP - Living on Island Time
Single - Burning Wood
Single - Ice Cold Beer