The Neighborhood Bullys

The Neighborhood Bullys

 Los Angeles, California, USA
BandR&BSoul

Wilson Pickett meets The New York Dolls, It's maximum R&B. The Neighborhood Bullys are pure, unadulterated slap you in your face American rock'n'roll.

Biography

THE NEIGHBORHOOD BULLYS

Biography

The Neighborhood Bullys stormed the Los Angeles club scene in 2006. Unleashing infectious melodies played with fevered skill and smartly irreverent lyrics sung with epidemic energy, the quartet quickly conquered unsuspecting audiences and critics. It's obvious that the Bullys are the embodiment of authentic rock and roll, right in line with predecessors including the Rolling Stones, the Ramones, and the New York Dolls. But they sweeten the pot with the new-wave bounce of The Knack, the glam-rock crunch of Slade, the proto-power-pop of Raspberries, the party-metal of Kiss, and the lean, mean R&B/pub-rock blast of Dr. Feelgood.

Encountering the Bullys' talent and enthusiasm, Mike Chapman -- legendary producer of Sweet, Suzie Quatro and Blondie -- was inspired to capture it in the studio. The result is the band’s potent, rollicking debut album: the provocatively-titled "What?" – to be released in early 2010 on Rankoutsider Records.

The lynchpin of the Bullys is Davey Meshell -- a Brooklyn-spawned, L.A.-raised singer, bass player and songwriter who has played with such esteemed musicians as Shelby Lynne, Peter Case, Etta James, Bobby Womack, John Lee Hooker, the Chambers Brothers, Buddy Guy, and Buddy Miles. Meshell belies his goateed regular-guy look with the passion and moan of a vintage soul shouter. Although he was the central focus of the band from the start, other members came and went until the line-up solidified with guitarists Tex Mosley and Michael Hayes, and drummer Joey Galvan.

Mosley, originally from Philadelphia, got his start in New York City as a member of the punk-rock outfit Pure Hell, sharing bills and rehearsal space with The New York Dolls. Hays, born in Mississippi and reborn in L.A., is a guitar prodigy whose stinging licks mark him as a phenomenon-in-the-making. Drummer Joey Galvan joined the Bullys after a notable stint in the ensemble The Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash.

Getting star producer Mike Chapman to oversee your first album is quite a feat, but it happened for the Bullys in a very straightforward fashion. According to Meshell, the notorious Los Angeles music-business maven Kim Fowley wanted to manage the Bullys. Although that relationship was never consummated, Fowley gave Meshell some good advice.

“Kim said that the best way to get to work with your favorite producer was to send a letter and a demo of your best stuff,” recalled Meshell. “Nobody can top Mike Chapman in my book, so we sent him a demo of our song ‘I’m Bored, Let's Fight,’ and he actually responded. He told me that he listened to it twelve times in a row. Then, he said he’d produce our whole record.”

It turned out to be an ideal marriage of artists and producer. “We had already club-tested the material in L.A. for months,” Meshell said. “Mike showed up, flying in from his home in Connecticut, and we recorded all of the basic tracks in three days. He mixed it and mastered it in his home studio, and now the album’s gonna get out there on Rankoutsider.”

“What?” ranges from the insanely catchy "Spin It," to the sexy pulse of "Lead With Your Lips," the hammerhead slam-bam of "Let Me Be Me," and the rafter-rattling near-gospel fervor of "Alive.” And you can dance to it!

On top of their explosive sound, the Bullys’ songs are blessed with lyrics that are cynical, brutally honest, pointed and peppered with witty rhymes. As Meshell put it, “We don't preach, or tell anyone what to do. We're just writing about how we all live, day to day.”

With an upcoming tour of the West Coast and Southwestern United States and a second album in progress tentatively titled "Lost and Jealous", The Neighborhood Bullys are poised to break out beyond regional renown. “We spend a lot of time around each other,” Meshell said. “Sometimes we love each other -- sometimes we want to kill one another. It can be like a battle every minute in the studio and every night on stage. But we're all there because we believe in what we’re doing. What can I say? Whether it’s melodious and harmonious or bare-bones and straight from the garage, we all love loud rock ‘n’ roll.”

Needless to say, watch out for The Neighborhood Bullys!

Lyrics

Lead With Your Lips

Written By: Davey Meshell /Eleni Mandell

Your lips, Your lips, Your lips
Lead with your lips
Your lips, Your lips, Your lips

Keep your eyes in your head
Save your talkin' and your tricks
I'll be walkin' soon instead
If I don't get my fix
I need a kiss

Your lips, Your lips, Your lips
Lead with your lips
Your lips, Your lips, Your lips

It was funny when we found
We were faithful to the sound
Of my beating heart,
Oh Yeah And your beating heart too

Your lips, Your lips, Your lips
Lead with your lips
Your lips, Your lips, Your lips

Don't stop – Don't stop –
If you let me go I'm gonna fall apart
I wanna know what you feel like
In slow motion

Put your hand in my hand
Keep your money with your money
Let the quarters in your pocket
Keep on rattlin' honey
I want a kiss

Your lips, Your lips, Your lips
Lead with your lips
Your lips, Your lips, Your lips

Don't stop – Don't stop –
You let me go I’m gonna fall apart
I wanna know what you feel like
In slow motion
I want a kiss - Your lips, Your lips, Your lips

cp2008 David Meshell (BMI), cp2008 Misceleni Music (ASCAP)

Go Back (To Drinking)

Written By: Davey Meshell /Colm Wood

With your face done up and your belt undone,
All I remember is you pourin’ ice cold ones.
Guess I missed you then, as you walked away.
So I called you back, just to hear you say
Go on back to drinking.

I know someone like you might not need to be free.
I know that don’t mean, you want someone like me.
Go on back to drinking.

I know the scent of you by memory.
The tone of your body divine.
The taste of you is ingrained in me,
Like your magic effect on my mind.

But my thoughts are moot, ‘cause there’s nothing there.
I’m holding on to my desires, making love to air.
Go back to drinking, please.

χp2004 David Meshell (BMI) cp2004 Colm Wood Entertainment. BMI

Let Me Be Me

Written By: Davey Meshell /Sarah Stanley

Why you so hard on me - Baby I gotta know
Do everything that you tell me to do - Still you boss me so

I dropped my guard on you - that's how my heart got bruised
Said everything that you told me to say - Now I'm feelin' used

How much more did you think I would take - Before I laid it down?

If you want my heart - better give me your hand
If you want my touch - don't talk so much
If you want my body - I beg you please
If you want me ------- Baby let me be

Do me up in fancy clothes - then you take me to town
I'm stuck at a party and you won't let me talk
Fool you better wake up or I'm gonna Walk

What did you think I would do so wrong - What did you think I would say

If you want my heart - better give me your hand
If you want my touch - don't talk so much
If you want to be my girl - get in my world
If you want me ------- Baby let me be

I'm not tryin to chase you away -
this is where I want you to stay...
Don't get me wrong this is where you belong -
But I'm gonna go insane if you don't loosen your chain around me

I used to love the way you behaved - you had a way with words
But now they got me locked, I'm in a gilded cage - I'm not you're little bird

What did I do , make you treat me this way - Why can't you understand?

If you want my heart - better give me your hand
If you want my touch - don't talk so much
If you want to be my girl - get in my world
If you want me ------- Baby let me be
Baby let me be me

cp2008 David Meshell (BMI) cp2008 Allergic Reaction Music (ASCAP)

All The Way Down

Written By: Davey Meshell /Eleni Mandell

People talkin' - All day long
Tryin' to find ways - To make them feel strong
But they can't stop feeling alone
And they can’t get up - So they get all the way down

Everybody knows - Right from wrong
You can’t hide it ‘cause it shows - It’s in your heart
And you can't stop feelin' cold
And you can’t get up - So they get all the way down

You take it all
You lie, cheat and mess around
But you can’t feel everything you want to feel
So you give up and get down

People searchin’ - All life long
Lookin’ for the money - To make them feel like gold
But they don’t know what they want - Can’t be bought or sold
And they can’t get up - So they get all the way down

I'm Bored (Let's Fight)

Written By: Davey Meshell /Geoff Pearlman

I've been sitting here for hours pretending I'm listening to you,
I sincerely hope that you choke on the slander you spew
I'm already full and I don't know how much more I can chew,

I'm bored, you're boring LETS FIGHT!

I can't believe a single word that you say
I've to told you before but still you go on anyway
Your armchair philosophy just proves to give you away

I'm bored, you're boring LETS FIGHT!

Lets fight- lets fight I wanna fight all night
Everyone's wrong cause Nobody's right
Lets fight - lets fight gonna tie it up tight
Lets take it outside gonna scratch and bite
It's face to fist and fist to cuffs,
And we ain't gonna stop 'til we had enough

Say what!? You still talking - man this conversation is through
I still feel the same as I did back in verse 1+2
The way that I see it there's only one thing left to do

I'm bored, you're boring LETS FIGHT!

Lets fight let's fight I wanna fight all night
Gonna bring you down with a left and a right
Lets fight let's fight gonna tie it up tight
Take off the gloves gonna put out your lights
It's face to fist and fist to cuffs,
We ain't gonna stop 'til we had enough

LET'S FIGHT – LET'S FIGHT – LET'S FIGHT

cp2008 David Meshell, (BMI) cp2008 Easywalkers Music, (BMI)

Alive

Written By: Davey Meshell /Tracy Bonham

It won’t be pretty, it won’t be nice
And I don’t think you realize
Our love has spun out of control
And we can’t stop although we know
There’s no turnin’ back - There’s no way to stop

And I can feel it in my bones
‘Cause I can tell when it’s not right
I know how love like ours turns out
We’ve been abusing all our rights
We aint got no rights
There’s no turnin’ ‘round -There’s no slowin’ down

It’s the fear – It’s in the speed
It’s the danger that I need
It’s in you – you know It’s in me too
There’s nothin’ we can do
It’s the thrill – We know we won’t survive
It makes me us feel alive

They’re gonna say our names in church
They’ll gossip +They’ll try to hurt us
But you and me don’t care ‘bout what they say
‘Cause love like ours goes up and down in flames

There’s no time to cry -‘Cause we’re runnin’ out of time

cp2008 David Meshell (BMI) cp2008 Darn Darn Dan Dan Music (ASCAP)

Discography

We have a new release, an 11 song CD "WHAT?" produced be Mike Chapman of Blondie, The Knack, Suzi Quatro fame

Set List

We have about 40 original songs to choose from so we craft a set list to suit the location, We cover all the songs on our CD plus a few soul covers and New York Doll's numbers like Wilson Picketts' "99 and 1/2 (just won't do)" and The Stooges "1969" here is our last set list:
1) LET ME BE ME
2) SUX 2 B U
3) LEAD W YOUR LIPS
4) WHY I STEAL
5) GO BACK TO DRINKING
6) OUR TIME IS COMING
7) SPIN IT
8) HIGH ON LIFE
9) ALL THE WAY DOWN
10) NOTHIN TO LOSE
11) COME BETWEEN
12) ALIVE
13) DOWNTOWN
14) CLEVER QUIPS
15) YOU CAN'T LOSE
16) LOVE GOES TO HELL
17) LET’S FIGHT
18) SOLDIER BLUES
covers:
CRY ON (Irma Thomas)
1969 (The Stooges)
SET YOU FREE (Black Keys)
99 and a half (just won't do) (Wilson Picket)