The People's Party

The People's Party

 Boston, Massachusetts, USA
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Out of Boston, MA, The People's Party combines old school and nu school with a blend of rock, funk, hip-hop, world and jazz called "hippie hop". From their 20K watt mobile stage, the nine-piece band brings a conscious message about self-knowledge, social concerns and love directly to the people.

Biography

The People's Party, a band hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, is an eclectic mix of rock, funk, hip hop, jazz, and everything in between, dedicated to spreading love and unity in the celebration of life. The band tours in a portable stage, dubbed, “The People’s Portable Party Platform,” that enables them to set up and play virtually anywhere at the drop of a hat. Known for their impromptu performances at any gathering of people, The People’s Party removes all limitations to when and where the people can come together to share in their collective humanity.
The band's original sound, dubbed “hippie hop”, borrows from a wide variety of genres. With rich vocal harmonies reminiscent of Motown and The Beatles, a thick, groove-filled rhythm section that can move from hip hop to acid jazz to rock with ease, infectious songwriting and lyricism, which varies from Paul Simon-esque to a Tribe Called Quest and beyond, a horn section along the order of Tower of Power and The Meters, and jams similar to Phish and The Grateful Dead, the music takes the audience on a wild musical ride.
-“Having grown up in the United States, a land of transplants from around the world, in this time of such immense access to other cultures through our incredible communication technologies, how could we limit ourselves to a particular genre or sound? We have been exposed to the fullness of what the world has to offer and are a product of that experience.”-Curtis James, The Peoples Party
Not only does The People's Party play clubs, bars, and festivals, but this evolutionary band also travels the nation in a massive truck that transforms into a 20,000 watt stage at the push of a button. This amazing piece of machinery, called "The People's Portable Party Platform" or "The Platform" for short, enables The People's Party to set up and play anywhere, anytime. These spontaneous performances, or "Parties", have been enjoyed across the nation, including the Super Bowl in Arizona, The Democratic National Convention in Denver, San Francisco for the New Years celebration, the South By Southwest Music Festival in Austin, Texas, the 5th Anniversary of the Iraq War peace rally in Washington D.C., the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament in North Carolina, the Democratic presidential debates in Hollywood and the French Quarter Festival in New Orleans.
This musical and social movement began with the vision of a positive spirit from Massachusetts who moved out to California and found his new home in Venice Beach. Curtis James, with guitar and pen in hand, began creating a plethora of songs filled with a message of love, peace, self-exploration, and speaking truth to power. In 2004, he formed the People's Party, partnering with many musicians from across the world who had come to Los Angeles, a music mecca, to fulfill their musical aspirations.
After several incarnations of The People's Party with various musicians, Curtis James went out on his own, taking his songs into the studio to create an album with the help of Grammy Award winning Engineer Bob Tucker (Tupac, The Temptations) and other renowned and seasoned studio pros. After a year and a half of hard work, the result was an incredible studio masterpiece, We Am One, released in the fall of 2008.
With the album in its final stages of completion, James decided that it was time to form a new band, one of musicians with the integrity and passion to champion the movement of positive and uplifting social change.
After much time on the road and returning to Los Angeles, James became disillusioned with the plastic commercial music scene of Los Angeles and felt a need to return to his roots.
Now back in his home state of Massachusetts, James has expanded The People’s Party into a collective of musicians to meld into a posse of powerful professional party proliferators, poised to promote peace, love, and passion to the people in this positivity-deprived populous.

Lyrics

We Am One

Written By: Curtis James

We Am One

Every single soul’s got a song to sing
all that we am is just expressions of the same one
Black white yellow green, don’t mean a thing
all that we am is pigmentations of the same one
A mirror shattered and shattered and shattered
all that we am is just reflections of the same one
Up or down, north south east or west
everywhere that we am is just directions to the same one

I am, you are, we am…one

Water air fire earth death birth
all that we am is just conditions of the same one
Mother daughter sister father brother son
all that we am is just relations of the same one
We’re moving forward and forward and forward
all that we am is evolutions of the same one
Africans Asians Haitians Americans all lands nations are just the same one

I am, you are, we am…one

No matter how we try to divide ourselves, all we am is one
Deep enough inside, you’ll forget yourself, all we am is one
Though we seem apart, we all share one heart, all we am is one
Like every grain of sand falling from my hand, all we am is one
All we am is love

Gravity is the memory of all being one

I am, you are, we am…one

Building the tower of Babel

No matter how we try to divide ourselves, all we am is one
Deep enough inside, you’ll forget yourself, all we am is one
Though we seem apart, we all share one heart, all we am is one
Like every grain of sand falling from my hand, all we am is one
All we am is love

I know that pain I feel is just me losing myself
I know that pain you feel is just you losing yourself
I know that pain we feel is just us losing ourselves

Art of War

Written By: Curtis James

Art of War

Duck and cover hide the children say goodbye
Cause there’s a hard rain falling from the sky
And if you got what we want, then you’re gonna die
There’ll be no negotiations to change our mind

Here’s our agenda, ain’t no time for delay
If you don’t want it we’re gonna sell it to you anyway
Forget your culture, you’re now the U.S.A.
Don’t even bother try to fight us, it’s a manifest destiny

Don’t say imperialism, we don’t wanna hear it
We’re God’s soldiers fighting for the holy spirit
Listen and heed our warnings cause this ain’t no empty threat
It’s shock and awe, son, so you know you better fear it

A war machine what you got, what?
A million soldiers, what you got, what?
Atomic weapons what you got, what?
The art of war, the art of war

Stealth bombers what you got, what?
Body armor, what you got, what?
Propaganda, what you got, what?
The art of war, the art of war

The lone superpower, so we have impunity
Don’t care about the international community
If you ain’t with us you against us, how it’s gotta be
United Nations grab our back or you’re our enemy

Don’t really matter if we gotta lie, cheat or steal
Once we get started you can’t throw a wrench in the wheel
Even if it’s not what the people really feel
Propaganda, mind control, our media tells you what really real

Policy made in private, public stays dumb deaf and blind
Our military budget’s bigger than all of y’alls combined
Put it out on the table ante up we choosing sides,
You yellow bellied cowards, throw away your fucking peace signs

A war machine what you got, what?
A million soldiers, what you got, what?
Atomic weapons what you got, what?
The art of war, the art of war

Stealth bombers what you got, what?
Body armor, what you got, what?
Propaganda, what you got, what?
The art of war, the art of war

It’s good versus evil, smoking out the terrorists
Who put fear in the people when we’re the ones who taught ‘em best
Covert operations, cia intelligence
The public ain’t a problem we’ll just tell them it’s for their own defense

What Geneva convention, to us those laws just don’t pertain
With no access to lawyers anyone we want to pertain
Humiliate the prisoners, treatment that is inhumane
It’s torture motherfucker we’ll just call it by a different name

Well you been warned before between the lines of your history text
We need perpetual war to cut our corporate buddies checks
We’re smack dab in it military industrial complex
We’re thugs and we’re blood thirsty, tell us who’s next

A war machine what you got, what?
A million soldiers, what you got, what?
Atomic weapons what you got, what?
The art of war, the art of war

Stealth bombers what you got, what?
Body armor, what you got, what?
Propaganda, what you got, what?
The art of war, the art of war

Mexico City, Veracruz, Mi Lai, Dresden,
Tokyo, Kabul, Baghdad

There’s blood on my hands
There’s blood on your hands
There’s blood on our hands

A war machine what you got, what?
A million soldiers, what you got, what?
Atomic weapons what you got, what?
The art of war, the art of war

Stealth bombers what you got, what?
Body armor, what you got, what?
Propaganda, what you got, what?
The art of war, the art of war

If.You.See.Kay.

Written By: Curtis James

If. You. See. Kay.

The clouds have come and covered the sun so we need to find some shelter.
Hide the women and children first.
The hot dog man cannot understand, only speaks in Spanish verse
Pues, como dice bratwurst?

If you see Kay, I hope she doesn’t take it the wrong way
But tell her that she was one of the best
If you see Kay, it really doesn’t matter, anyway,
But let her know that she’ll be…

Blessed are those who can think on their toes, so you best not be a liar
After all, who wants to be that
Pull up a seat and enjoy your meat, bet you never tasted sewer rat
When we’re done we’ll chew the fat

If you see Kay, she used to come by on the sadder days
But not so much since after the storm
If you see Kay, never cared much for punctuality
Tell her that late is now the norm

Chicken and waffles

It’s hard to safely try to predict the weather and I wouldn’t know where to start
Though it seems to go, the winter is cold and snowy and the summer is sunny and hot

Tell Me

Written By: Curtis James

Tell Me

Forty hours a week, no, not how it has to be
How ‘bout 32, then four for you and four for me
And then we’ll put in four days and take off three,
And finally find some time to live the life we want to lead

Now tell me…

We working to live or are we living to work
Why we breaking our backs while we’re losing our shirts
I’m sick of watching those fat cats sit back with a smirk
Living large while others labor like the salt of the earth

Now tell me, what are we living for
Tell me, who are we living for
Tell me, what are we fighting for
Tell me, who are we dying for

Now tell me…

In markets that are free, why industry is subsidized
Why in this land of plenty, many still just can’t get by
Tell me why some men dream of things that are and ask why while I dream of things that never were and ask why not try

Now tell me

In a country rich as ours why there’s no universal health
Why five percent of the population has eighty percent of the wealth
Why our government speaks doublespeak like they were George Orwell
And why we let them get away with it, it’s time to rebel

Now tell me, what are we living for
Tell me, who are we living for
Tell me, what are we fighting for
Tell me, who are we dying for

Well, I don’t know where this road is gonna lead
But rent I gotta pay and mouths I gotta feed
Well, we all can get by if we put aside our greed
And do for the common need

But you don’t have to tell me
No you don’t have to tell me,
No you don’t have to tell me

Gotta tell, gotta, gotta tell me

Who are we living for?
What are we living for?
Who are we fighting for?
What are we dying for?

Tell me

Black Widow

Written By: Curtis James

Black Widow

She knew what she wanted and knew how to flaunt it and just guess what.
What? She let them all jump on it.
She started with one, was having some fun and just guess what.
What? Well they all got some.
Well, she was queen of deceit, would lie through her teeth, and just guess what.
What? She had them all at her feet.
She would get in their bed, then get in their head and just guess what.
What? She had them let by a thread.

Well, she was loose legged, with luscious lips, lecherous and lubricious, libertine libidinous, that lickerish, lewd, licentious witch

Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it round, round

Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it round, round

The black widow
The black widow
The black widow

Watch out! She’ll make your good night great
You know, she’ll make your good night great
Watch out! She’ll make your good night great
You know, she’ll make your good night great

The woman’s shaped like an hourglass, acting like she’s high class. Hope you enjoyed your night cause it’s your last
I tried to warn you, but you wouldn’t listen. So, now she’s barefoot cooking in the kitchen.
Another brother got tangled up, by some wily woman in her web and got stuck.
Well, I guess that’s just the way it is. So, kids beware arachnids.

Well, she was loose legged, with luscious lips, lecherous and lubricious, libertine libidinous, that lickerish, lewd, licentious witch

Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it round, round

Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it, watch her spin it. What?
Watch her spin it,

Lady of the evening
Watch your step or you might get stuck. Go on watch your step

Watch out! She’ll make your good night great
You know, she’ll make your good night great
Watch out! She’ll make your good night great
You know, she’ll make your good night great

One night and she might take your life!

My Friend

Written By: Curtis James

My Friend

Whether adversary or buddy, a friend or foe, best keep your comrades near and your enemies close
‘Cause those you trust most can most make you sorry you let your guard down and put your faith into somebody
now I know a true friends a hard thing to find
someone who’s there for you in both the good and the bad times
put their pride aside, let you speak your mind, do whatever they gotta do to get you out of a bind
but I’ve found, supposed friends will let you down, and when push comes to shove you just won’t find them around
those ass clowns with their drawn on smiles. Don’t be fooled. Those grins are just to beguile
they’re not true, just wanna see what you can do for them. The truth is they don’t give a damn about you
so, while a friend in need is a friend indeed, see, a friend with greed is like an enemy to me

just goes to show you can’t trust nobody. Thought you were my bro, but turns out you’re just like everyone else, out for yourself
just goes to show you can’t trust nobody. Thought you were my bro, but turns out you’re just like everyone else, out for yourself, out for yourself

you ain’t nothing but a punk ass son of a bitch
why’d you have to go and try to lift my script
did you really think that you were gonna get away with it
stealing from a friend’s about as low as it gets
I’m able to forgive, but, no, I won’t forget
If I see you ‘round town I’m gonna bust your lip
Or stick a gun up your ass and pull the trigger ‘til it goes click

(jesus. You said it man, nobody fucks with the jesus)
(dios mio, man. Me and liam. We gonna fuck you up!)

so don’t write, and don’t call, ‘cause I don’t care if I don’t see you at all
you were my man, but then you went and tried to scam. But uh, uh, won’t have it, now you’re out of the fam
so just like Brutus did Caeser, like Fredo did Mike, you’re dead to me. I want you out of my life
don’t try and tell me that you’re sorry you lied. You know I can look right through your disguise
and is see you’re a fake, a fraud, façade, a front, fugazi. You lied right to my eyes and tried to play me out
but now you’ll have to play with someone else. Or even better yet, play with yourself

just goes to show you can’t trust nobody. Thought you were my bro, but turns out you’re just like everyone else, out for yourself
just goes to show, we’re more than our bodies. Thought you were my bro, but turns out you’re just like everyone else, out for yourself.
You’re out for yourself
Oh, you’re out for yourself. Out for yourself
Oh, you’re always out for yourself.

So adios amigo. Adios my friend
Adios my ego. Adios my friend…my friend…my friend…my friend

Discography

We Am One, 2008

Set List

The People's Party likes to draw on their solid repertoire of originals, as well as toss in some crowd favorites with their own 'touch'. They are also capable of doing a set completely of cover songs.

Originals:

Sunrise
The Art of War
What We Do
Chloe
Seventeen
Divinity
My Friend
One
Black Widow
If. You. See. Kay.
Now
Tell Me
Fade Away
Knot Puppies
Grace

Covers:
Fame - David Bowie
Sissy Strut - The Meters
Shakedown Street - The Grateful Dead
Chameleon - Herbie Hancock
Lady Don't Techno - Latyrx
Cripple Creek - The Band
Happiness is a Warm Gun - The Beatles
Freedom '90 - George Michael
Freedom of '76 - Ween
Feeling Alright - Joe Cocker
Superstition - Stevie Wonder
Burning Down The House - Talking Heads
Walk On The Wild Side - Lou Reed
Can I Kick It? - A Tribe Called Quest
Music - Madonna