The Alan Baird Project

The Alan Baird Project

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The Alan Baird Project is a well rounded rock band that has many different influences that shine through in their live show and recordings. Every music listener can find something to appreciate in The Alan Baird Project.

Biography

Upon first glance, you might think The Alan Baird Project is the product of a science experiment in interbreeding pop culture stereotypes.
Visually, these four individuals present a puzzling paradox of clichés:
• the brooding lead singer, skinny girl pants and all, whose lyrical vocals reveal a front man as
mysterious and emo-tional as they come
• the volatile and unpredictable punked-out drummer, dressed
perpetually in... black, of course
• the cool and collected bass-man whose Bootsy Collins afro indicates that some white boys do got soul
• and... a farm boy? Who, despite his trucker cap and sneakers, can play the geh-tar
like a mother f***ing riot.
But never mind what people say about books and their covers. The Alan Baird Project’s blend of visual stereotypes is perfectly mirrored
by their eclectic, defiant and dynamic sound.
Heralding from Denver, Colorado, The Alan Baird Project materialized when singer/songwriter Baird decided to make a full band out of
his acoustic solo act. It was not long before he and his recruited local guitarist (Nick Fox), bassist (Noah Matthews) and drummer (Joel
Matthews) began to mesh and become a cohesive entity. What began as simple jam sessions quickly turned into a barrage of cooperative and
creative energy. Fox’s blend of ambience, blues and distortion bring depth and soul to Baird’s piercing and honest vocals, while Matthews
brothers Noah and Joel provide a foundation of tight and syncopated rhythms.
It is this attitude of creative and experimental collaboration that shapes their music. Every member of The Alan Baird Project brings
something unique and exciting to the table. Creating a fusion of funk, indie, metal, country, R&B, southern rock, dirty ass blues and more,
this foursome blends their varying, individual influences into an explosively progressive and versatile alternative rock. With influences that
include classic artists like Tom Petty and Stevie Ray Vaughn, industry greats like Dave Matthews Band and Tool, and the cutting edge
sounds of Underoath, Mute Math and Brand New, it is clear this band has something to offer to anyone with at least one good ear and an
appreciation for daring and accessible music.
Living each day with a “Go big, or go home!” attitude, The Alan Baird Project funnels this creative energy into the hard work of making a
name for themselves. Putting careers and education on hold, sacrificing valuable time with their families, working multiple jobs, traveling to
weekly shows -- some across state lines -- in their beat up 1984 van, and even taking out a $16,000 loan to fund the production of their EP,
the band is putting it all out on the line. With an iron resolve and tenacious spirit, their determination and work ethic are perhaps their
greatest assets. Without the help of a manager, booking agent, or label, this foursome has booked gigs at some of the premier venues in
Colorado, gained radio airplay, generated an impressive fan base, and recorded with some of the best producers in the nation.
And all the hard work is paying off... Winners of the 2008 Progressive Motion Battle of the Bands and the 2008 Rock City Productions
Battle of the Bands, The Alan Baird Project is quickly reaching levels of success usually granted to more established bands. Already gaining
airplay on Denver radio stations, their single “Dream” was picked up by 93.3 FM KTCL and 101.5 FM KTNI earlier this year. Their finely
tuned live show -- a compelling showcase of explosive energy, raw, improvisational jams, and a tight, aggressive sound -- has earned them
gigs at established venues across the Denver Music Scene. With a solid draw and a fan base that is growing exponentially, the “Project” has
played at key venues including The Bluebird Theater, Herman’s Hideaway, Cervantes, The Toad Tavern and The Marquis Theater. Their
reputation as a professional and dynamic live band has earned them the opportunity to open for headliners such as Your Vegas, Breathe
Carolina, The Maine, Dear And the Headlights and The Epilogues.
As if that’s not impressive enough... the band just finished recording their EP, “Tonight’s the Night for Kings,” with Grammy winning
producer Lance Bendiksen. Bendiksen has worked with a wide range of successful artists including Bon Jovi, Red Hot Chili Peppers and
Lenny Kravitz. From the ambience and open spaces of the melodic, pop ballad “Dream” to the toxic guitar licks and ferocious breakdowns of
the driving rock anthem “Highway,” the EP features songs that reflect the versatility and broad appeal of this multi-faceted band while
delivering music to satisfy their equally diverse fan base.
In the end, the music tells the story best. In an emotionally charged ballad, Baird sings these perhaps prophetic words: “Let’s go for a
ride, me, you and I... Tonight’s the night for kings.” Who knows where the road may take them, but if there’s a throne to be had, you can bet
they’ll be on it.

Lyrics

Dream

Written By: Alan Baird

We’re supposed to dream
We’re supposed to dream
We’re supposed to dream like children do
We deserve to dream
We deserve to dream
We deserve to dream like children do
One by one we all fall down
It's just a matter of time before the sound hits the ground
Stomping your feet to the same old beat on the street
That picked you up a few days ago
He's walked for miles with his eyes closed shut
And his body is aching but forbids to give up
Screaming and screaming and screaming
This is the point where he should give in, but he won't go
This is your breaking point
Your family and friends have seen you struggle for years
And they’re begging for you to come home
This is your breaking point
Your family and friends haven't seen you for years
And they’re begging for you to come home
We’re supposed to dream
We’re supposed to dream
We’re supposed to dream like children do
We deserve to dream
We deserve to dream
We deserve to dream like children do
This road to heaven doesn't mean hell
Hunger for fortune
Appetizing eyes of glory
The taste if fame is coming closer
But your feet won't move faster as the hill is growing taller
My eyes have seem to be completely complicated
and completely saturated in what I used to be
oh it was so overrated, I was so overrated
This is your breaking point
Your family and friends have seen you struggle for years
And they’re begging for you to cone home
This is your breaking point
Your family and friends haven't seen you in years
And they’re begging for you to come home

Balloons

Written By: Alan Baird

I'll let my feet lift off the ground into the air
Up past the sky--the sky scrapers
And all the birds that flew far were now near
And if you’re up there
I know you’re up there
Let's disappear
The string leaves your hand
But your hand holds tight
You lose a tear as his balloon takes flight
And we wonder where all balloons go
We’ll let our feet lift off the ground into the air
Up past the sky--the sky scrapers
And all the birds that flew far were now near
And if you’re up there
I know you’re up there
Let's disappear
The string leaves your hand
But your hand holds tight
You lose a tear as his balloon takes flight
And you wonder where all balloons go
Up past the stairs and into the light
Through the gates where he holds them tight
No more worries because sooner or later
We’ll all be balloons
We’ll all be balloons
We’ll all be balloons
I'll find you in the middle of a crowded room
Up past the stairs and into the light
I'm going to love gonna love you tonight
I'm going to love gonna love you to life.
Up past the stairs and into the light
Through the gates where he holds them tight
No more worries because sooner or later
We’ll all be balloons

You And I

Written By: Alan Baird

I see sticky gum and cigarette butts and such
Because their slurs of words
And passing gestures are the worst
You hear the sounds of vending machines
Her pencil dropping and the boys whistling
but nothing beats the sound of my own heartbeat
His palms will sweat and the back of his neck
When the eyes turn to him because his pants are too slim
The books on the floor and his hands out the door
It's a typical case of rebellion galore
But don't you turn around because the audience here
Have their jaws on the ground and it's a deafening sound
But nothing beats the sound of my own heartbeat
His hands could slip with that sweaty grip
But it don't matter, no, it don’t matter
Tonight’s the night for kings
Let's go for a ride, me you and I
We could die tonight
Turn off the lights, cut your break lines
And we’ll die under the moonlight
There’s a price to pay if you’re not wearing your best
There was twenty of them
One of me and my favorite jean blue vest
Their fists flew fast and the blood ran quick
And the feeling of anger still makes me sick
But damn me if I regret a single thing
His hands could slip with that sweaty grip
But it don't matter, no, it don’t matter
Tonight’s the night for kings
Let's go for a ride, me you and I
We could die tonight
Turn off the lights, cut your break lines
And let’s die under the moonlight
Let's go for a ride, me you and I
We could die tonight
Turn off the lights, cut your break lines
And let’s die under the moonlight
His hands could slip with that sweaty grip
But it don't matter, no, it don’t matter
Tonight’s the night for kings
Tonight’s the night for kings
His hands could slip with that sweaty grip
But it don't matter, no, it don’t matter
Tonight’s the night

Highway

Written By: Alan Baird

The book shelves are empty and the lack of lights deceiving
Three months two days and the cycle keeps repeating
Where the door never opens and the sheets remained untucked
Those dinner plates we used to use collecting three types of dust
Oh but mark my words I'll get my closure out of her.
These nightmares are frightening
Hold on to something
I keep waking up screaming to no one
My tears keep asking if someone will wipe them
But she ain't here so I'll keep crying
Miles down the highway she drove
Miles down a highway she drove
I keep on asking and I keep on screaming
Why does this why does this cycle keep repeating
Where the whisky and women are just never enough
I keep on clenching hair clips and lipsticks and such
Oh but mark my words I'll get my closure out of her
These nightmares are frightening
Hold on to something
I keep waking up screaming to no one
My tears keep asking if someone will wipe them
But she ain't here so I'll keep crying
Miles down the highway she drove
Miles down a highway she drove
Oh those ice cold words were cruel but I ain't no one’s fool
So hit the highway
I hope your freezing your ass off in that Gucci coat I bought
Hit the highway
We cry wolf again; this cycle never ends
I miss your face and the way that you taste
I miss your smell but I hope you rot in hell
You used to scream my name and now I scream yours in vane
On the highway
On the highway
These nightmares are frightening
So hold on to something
I keep waking up screaming to no one
My tears keep asking if someone will wipe them
But she ain't here

Discography

The Alan Baird Project "Demos" 2008
The Alan Baird Project EP
"Tonight's The Night For Kings"
Dream (Radio Play/ Alice 105.9/ KTCL Area 93.3)
Balloons (Radio Play/ Alice 105.9)
You And I
Highway

Set List

Our set can range from 30 minutes to 1Hr 1/2 IF needed.