Steven Delopoulos

Steven Delopoulos

BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

Take the vocal distinctness of Cat Stevens, cross it with the storybook songwriting of Harry Chapin and the eclectic instrumentation of Paul Simon,and you've got the framework of Steven Delopoulos.

Biography

Take the vocal distinctness of Cat Stevens, cross it with the storybook songwriting of Harry Chapin and the eclectic instrumentation of Paul Simon, and you’ve got the framework of Steven Delopoulos. Boasting a diverse range of musical influences including Tom Waits, Andrew Lloyd Weber, Don McLean, and Greek folk music, one could try to imagine how all these threads could create an artistically consistent whole. Blending folk, pop, gospel, and orchestral elements, Straightjacket (Eb+Flo Records) offers an astonishing fusion that brands his signature sound.

Growing up in Monmouth County, NJ in a distinctively Greek family, Steven absorbed the cadence of the Greek language and the spirit of the culture that has infused his music with its ethnic/world vibe. He first came on the music scene in the late 90’s as the lead singer for the critically acclaimed, award-winning band Burlap to Cashmere. The group’s unique music, defined by Steven’s stunning vocals and acoustic genius, quickly caught the ear of fans and record company executives alike.

In 2003, Delopoulos released Me Died Blue, a poignant solo album that Paste Magazine called
“a boisterous and deeply moving blend of acoustic folk-pop”. While the project helped him transition from captivating front man into respected singer/songwriter territory, Straightjacket offers listeners an unpredictable synthesis of styles that takes the listener on whirlwind journey. From the opening bars, one can almost smell the austere incense that cleverly fades into campfire smoke. Delopoulos “Growing up Greek Orthodox, my mother used to conduct the liturgy: it’s a big part of being a Greek American, in that it keeps us mindful of our roots. In the same way, folk music places the story at the forefront, challenging the listener to remember and create their own story.”
Audiences have always gravitated toward Delopoulos’ musicianship as well as his off-the-wall approach to songwriting. “May I Always Keep My Feet Upon the Ground” is a rowdy piece that sounds easily at home on a soulful gospel record. “Halt” is a theatrical piece that merges slap poetry and percussive performance, a la Stomp, and there’s even an interlude reminiscent of a vintage New York jazz club. The opening track “Ruin of the Beast” begins with chant excerpts from a Greek monastery Delopoulos encountered on a visit to Greece. From the fear and excitement of brewing lava from the island of Santorini, deaths in the family, and the changing of the guards, several key events pressed Delopoulos into new realizations and renegotiations that fueled the album.

Despite the artful incorporation of various mediums, Straightjacket is a folk record steeped in spirituality: an offering of luminous storytelling and a renewed sense of hope. And as far as hope goes, Delopoulos never seems to allow listeners to walk away empty-handed. “Steven Delopoulos is a complete mystery to me. His music is full of a transcendent wonder and poetic grit that I don’t hear coming from any other contemporary artists.

Straightjacket is a strange journey of language and melody that I never seem to grow tired of revisiting...I’m still completely baffled as to how he does it.” --Derek Webb, singer/songwriter “His songs express simple truths in refracted ways and complex truths are revealed as quandaries that change lives. Delopoulos’ musical terrain is where the song becomes the story itself...”
-Thom Jurek, Allmusic.com

Lyrics

Another Day

Written By: Steven Delopoulos

The night was all that I’d once known
When I was small and all alone
Where dreams and visions never played
Towns put on their cheap parade
With cheap trombones and plastic horns
And choirs faking opera songs
I nursed my coffee ‘til the dawn
And waited for another day

The lady on the second floor
She squints her eyes at bills galore
Opens up a cabinet door
Sippin’ on bourbon through the day
She looks upon her mirror glass
Thinks how years have seen her past
She does her cross and dyes her grays
Fears upon another day

Chorus:
Another day, another day
Where dreams, they’re not so far away
Seeds, they grow to lend a branch
Harmonies and second chance

Oh…

Organized communities
Well, we call ourselves societies
But social is the last we seize when dignity has flown away
But I’m the worst than most of you
I write these words to fill some shoes
Pay some tolls, cheat some dues
Watch my words from far away

Chorus:

Here’s two colors, mixed and swirled
With wood and blood together twirled
Goodbye my friends, today I’m dead
To resurrect and change the world

The Great Conductor

Written By: Steven Delopoulos

So you dived beneath the tide
And you radio the sky
As you leave your desert land
And your fortune all behind

It’s a sequel never told
As you build it you can tell it
As the waves flush out the notes,
you built that temple just to sell it
The moon is sitting, speechless
As our castles slowly burning

Well, I bought a cup of coffee
when I asked her for her hand
She was checking me for Egypt,
she was shaking me for sand
But I’ve have been resurrected years ago

So you listen to the sign
And you can’t believe the sound
Feels like blood is in the air like that lion’s close around
I can’t do it on my own you must be sober to reject him
Like a soldier with a Bible but no armor to protect him

If you listen to the saints
They’ll give you juice enough to fly
Now they found him in the catwalk
when he was knighted for the throne
And the crowd was throwing harmonies
To claim him as their own
As I close my eyes and vanished in the blessing

And oh, there’s a fire in the sky
Sit beside me on that last train
There’s a pinch before we’re through it
Close your eyes we’re almost to it

To the punch, the pain that popped our famous egos
out the window as we grew
And she opened up her eyes to see that
mansion full of glory
She was brand new….brand new, brand new, brand new

So you start with kicking pebbles
as you learn to fight in silence
And you orchestrate His presence
as you crucify the man
There’s a wand in your command,
as you became
The Great Conductor

So it’s fire turned to gold, you can catch it in the steam
As you slowly disappear in that crucifixion dream
You’re hanging in the balance of that heavenly perfection
While you’re having a conversation
Nonchalantly in suspension

And you notice something’s different
as you’re hanging in the sky
Well I got up from my knees
but I was dizzy from the trance
I was speaking like the angels,
I was raptured in the dance
Moving mountains with a glance

We must leave our earthly beds
And pray for those who strike us
In His house there are no weapons
Heal the sick and raise the dead

Raise the ballroom where we danced
until the broken sun surprised us from our doom
And we promised on our knees
to return the devil’s keys
We were in bloom
I do, I do, I do

So you start with kicking pebbles
as you learn to fight in silence
And you orchestrate his presence
as you crucify the man
There’s a wand in your command
As you expand

Daisies and Sandalwood

Written By: Steven Delopoulos

Silence in the cage
The structure persuades
But I look around to the orange bright sun
And hold up my breath
And think of the damage that's bound to become

An atone with dioxides and vomit these toxins
That's tearing these solids and giving it space
But seasons to give, she reached out in sorrow
And vanished the land
No past or tomorrow

Chorus:

And suddenly reeking of daisies and sandalwood
Children of peasants on bridges they stood
Look away from the fire and
This campaign of quicksand, this campaign of oil
Beating out of the land like a drum
Like a drum, like a drum

These days are infectious with fluorescent cars
And billionaires hung on the streets for the stars
And satellite projection beaming branches for the vine
In this cyber-world of dreaming, hoaxing water into wine

So, sing loud for the canyons
And soft for the parasites
And squeeze your spouses and children goodnight
And map out your futures and freeze-dry your food
And look for your reflection on a dime

Repeat Chorus

Giving you endless painted versions of your future and your past
And your busy troubled fortress will be stilled...
Upon the vast

Silence in the cage
The structure persuades me
But I look around to the orange bright sun
And hold up my breath
And think of the damage that's bound to behave

'Cause suddenly reeking of daisies and sandalwood
Children of peasants on bridges they stood
Look away from this fire
This campaign of quicksand, this campaign of oil
Beating out of the land to the One
To the One...

Discography

Released recordings :
1999 A+M Records: Live at the Bitter End
1999 A+M Records: Anybody Out There
2003 Universal South: Steven Delopoulos: Me Died Blue
2008 Eb+Flo Indie records: Straightjacket

Some songs from these albums are being played on Triple A and college stations.

Set List

Depending on the time limit and the venue I play original material I have written. But also can play cover music as well. Sometimes I'll mix the two. I can play for as long as needed, my range of time can reach 3 to 4 hours of music. This will give me flexibility to play or fill in for a bar night. But mainly I am a Writer and Artist.
My set list may look something like this.
1) Another Day. ( Me Died Blue )
2) She held my hand (Straightjacket)
3) daisies and Sandlewood ( Me Died Blue)
4) Eileens Song ( Anybody out there)
5)Thunder Road ( Bruce Springstein)
6) Wallfly ( Straightjacket)
7) the Great Conducter ( Straightjacket)
8)Mansions ( Anybody out there)
9)Into the Mystic ( Van Morrison)
Origanal music, some covers etc.