The Essentials

The Essentials

BandRockClassic Rock

We’ve been playing our own special brand of original rock ‘n roll throughout, New Jersey, Pennsylvania and Delaware for over five years. From coffee houses to outdoors under the stars we always have a good time and we do our best to make sure that our audience has at least as much fun as we do.

Biography

Sometime late in the year 2000, starving singer/songwriter/guitarist Art Perry experienced the profound joys of an official: “Country Music Day:”

The wife left, the car broke down, and the tropical fish died.

Over in the corner of the kitchen, he stumbled across a battered mail-order acoustic guitar that his now former mother-in-law had once purchased for his stepson. The E string was missing. He picked it up, tuned it as best he could, strummed a few chords and quickly realized that he was doomed to return to a life of musical joy and frustration.

In due time he met Nancy. He loved her voice, and she had some great musical ideas. More importantly she tolerated him. They fell in love, moved in together and started making music.

Looking for a place to begin recording, a friend from Art’s work recommend a guy in Philly named, Kevin Joella. He had a pretty cool track record and didn’t seem to mind when Art smoked in the studio so long as he kept it out of the control room. As they later learned, Kevin played a pretty mean guitar. The basis for The Essentials was formed.

Later they added Eddie Albrecht on drums. The consummate rock drummer, Poor Eddie had initially agreed to just, “fill in for a bit,” while another drummer they’d been working with was recovering from surgery. Well, next thing you know Eddie’s wearing an Essentials t-shirt while him and Art drank cheap beer at the kitchen table. He was in.

Louis Vasile was teaching guitar full time. They needed a bass player. Close enough. Louis was super-talented and had rock ‘n roll hair. Somehow signals got crossed; Louis initially thought he was signing up to play guitar, then he saw Kevin in action and decided that the bass was an expressive instrument that truly deserved some serious consideration.

Over time they developed a sound that’s unpretentious and genuinely fun. Music for the music lover who hasn’t forgotten that above all else music is supposed to provide joy and pleasure to the listener.

Their new CD, “Sunny Day,” is a fascinating and entertaining tapestry of rock, ballads, and country. Coupled with their distinctly stylistic vocals, pleasing, intelligent lyrics, and first-rate musicianship, it offers a clean break from the morass of the everyday.

Check them out; It's, "Rock 'n Roll Reborn." With melody, harmony and not a bit of overt foul language.

By the way, Nancy and Art later married. (Please pity her people.) They spent their honeymoon under the neon in Wildwood, NJ.

Lyrics

Free Man

Written By: Art Perry

Free Man

Sometimes you’re a free man, sometimes you’re on fire,
Sometimes you can’t pause to take a breath,
Other times there’s no desire,

For a single second, if I could slow it all down,
For a single moment, if I could bring it all around,
It would all be clear,

One time I was lost, and never got quite found,
Then there’s times I thought I grabbed the ring,
And then I hit the ground,

So I thought for a moment, if I could slow it all down,
For that single second, if I could bring it all around,
It would all be clear,

Too much pain from too many thoughts,
Too much pain from too many thoughts,

Sometimes you’re forgiven, sometimes you pay the price,
Sometimes you can scream into the dark, at another grand desire,

So you seek out the second, where you could slow it all down,
For that single moment, where you could bring it all around,
It would all be clear,

Too much pain from too many thoughts,
Too much pain from too many thoughts…

Man or God

Written By: Art Perry

Man or God

You’ve got your own reasons, your political miles,
Step on a fool’s grave, take power in style,

Chorus:
But you don’t know if he’s a man or a god,
You don’t know if he’s a pawn or a king,
You don’t know what reason God gave you the breath of life,
You don’t know much of anything,

You cripple the dreamers, and shatter the weak,
Do you walk on water, at the end of your speech,

Chorus

So take off on Monday, fly away to the stars,
Got money to burn, after all it’s just a few little scars,

Chorus

The Peace Song (I Know)

Written By: Katz/Perry/Joella

The Peace Song. (I Know)

Jesus loves me,
Jesus loves me,
Jesus loves me, I know,
Oh, I know, yes I know,

We’re all God’s children,
We’re all God’s children,
We’re all God’s children, I know,
Oh I know, yes I know,

Blinded eyes, we just do what we’re told,
Lying lips, talk of saving poor souls,
Idle hands clutching weapons of war,
The dream is gone. Oh, the dream is gone,

Love thy neighbor,
Love thy neighbor,
Love thy neighbor I know,
Oh, I know, yes I know,

War is over,
War is over,
War is over, I know,
Oh, I know, yes I know,

Blinded eyes, we just do what we’re told,
Lying lips, talk of saving poor souls,
Idle hands clutching weapons of war,
The dream is gone. Oh, the dream is gone.

No-ones listening,
No-ones listening,
No-ones listening, I know,
Oh, I know, yes I know…

Broken Heros

Written By: Art Perry

Broken Heroes

D.B. Cooper learned to fly,
Don Quixote was just an ordinary guy,
Bruce Wayne it always seemed,
Never really found, his place in the American Dream,

He never could fly,
But if he could,

There’s a place for Broken Heroes,
Somewhere along the fringe of sane,
Can’t get by, just living till they die,
They often choose a martyr’s fate,

Woody Guthrie was in a bind,
Painting rhymes in his Okalahoma mind,
Found his way to Brighton Beach,
Where they took his soul, and held it just out of reach,

This land is yours,
And it is mine,

There’s a time for Broken Heroes,
Somewhere inside the everyday,
Lost in the clockwork, of the seconds of our lives,
They often seem to fade away,

At twenty-one he fought the war,
And soon his dreams didn’t matter much any more,
At sixty-two, he said good-bye,
And him and D.B. took off into the sky,

And found their souls,
At heaven’s gate,

There’s a land of Broken Heroes,
Hid deep inside the land of dreams,
Day by day, living just as they care,
They’ve got no one left to please,

Fly through heavens skies ever more,
(Hey na, hey, hey, never gonna take ‘em away)

There Was a Time

Written By: Joella/Perry/Katz

There Was a Time.

On a warm September morning,
In skies of red and gray,
Came a wayward wind a calling,
A howling or’ the bay,
Well she could have been more gentle,
Had a more forgiving soul,
Ah, but fate she has no mercy, when gulf winds start to blow,

There was a time and place,
Of love, of life, and fate,
Of holidays and grand parades,
And Sunday football games,
It was a time of innocence,
A shelter from the rain,
But don’t expect no sympathy,
From storms with pretty names,

She arose as day was dawning,
A witch upon the sea,
And to those who spurned her warning,
Said, what will be, will be,
Then she rushed across the breakwater,
Filled the harbor with her might,
As the mainland bridge surrendered,
All hope fell out of sight,

There was a time and place…

She raged all through the night,
As the rain kept falling, falling,
Every hope and every dream fell out of sight,

There was a time and place…

Can I Be Your Hero

Written By: Art Perry

Can I Be Your Hero

Can I be your hero, can I make you feel all right,
Be a part of you everyday daydreams, make the bad things right,
We’ll ride high to the top of your mountain, to the crest of your dreams,
High over landscapes of honest intentions,
Where love is all that it seems,

May I have a moment, may I look into your eyes,
I’ll take in all of your sorrow, if it makes you feel alive,

When you were a young girl, counting wishes on the stars,
A soldier came to you high upon a white stallion, took you traveling afar,
So can I be that hero, can I make you feel that way,
Like a young girl with a heart full of promise, at the dawn of each day.

Lamppost Blues

Written By: Art Perry

Lamppost Blues.

Burning like a lamppost dancing like a laser jet,
She’s a strange combination of things that ain’t happened yet,
She’s my tiger queen doll, a restless spirit of the sea upon leave,
But sooner or later, she’s the fire in a bitter man’s dream,

She’s the dark side of wisdom the product of alchemy,
Got a strange fascination with things that aren’t as they seem,
Like a flash in a pan, running fast on lightning and grease,
But sooner or later, she’s the fire in a bitter man’s dream,

She’s got the combination to the details of my soul,
She can keep it all together when my nightmares start to roll,
She’s as fast as she can, flying high on the American Dream,
But sooner or later, she’s the fire in a bitter man’s dream…

Discography

Cds: Art Perry At Large, True Stories, Surfin' The Cosmos, The Marshmallow Theory, Sunny Day.
Singles: A Jerry Springer Christmas

You can check out streaming audio at our website:

www.essentialsrock.com

Or Myspace:

www.myspace.com/justtheessentials

Set List

We customize our set lists to fit specific venues and/or audiences. A typical set is 9-10 songs, the number of sets depends on the requirements of the venue. We mix in covers of some of our favorite artists such as: The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Neil Young, Santana, The Ventures, Wilson Picket, Marshall Tucker etc. Typical sets are 45-50 min., 2, 3, or 4 sets, depending on the venue.