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FLY

by Gary O'Dea

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    Brand new album from singer/songwriter Gary O’Dea takes you on a musical journey from solo acoustic folky pop, to fusions of funk n bhangra, soul, blues, cajun and jazz …oh and there’s a choir thrown in as well…expertly cooked up to provide a nourishing dish to soothe your soul in these troubled times. It features some of the West Midlands finest musical talent and is co produced by noted folk rock singer / songwriter Eddy Morton (The Bushburys).

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1.
Angel 03:37
Angel Met an angel in his teens, married her and she was queen, they gone build a happy home, She’s the rock on which it’s built, she’s the flower that never wilts, she’s a light in every darkened room, And he loves her more, needs her more, than there’s hours in the days and months and years, Loves her more, needs her more oh she’s the queen bee buzzing in the breeze, It’s a happy home they build with bricks of love, and money doesn’t buy you what she’s done…they gone build a happy home… A wife and mother then she became, he gonna love that women till he’s in his grave…she said will you behave, keep it cool boy don’t you act the fool. She said ‘the trouble is you talk too much’ oh that’s been said more than once…but he sits there and he wonders why?... Life’s so much a learning curve, you struggle on for miles and then there’s a sudden bend and you get lost, And it’s a rocky road, you can lose control you gotta’ – get a grip and try and steer your way through, You gotta’ take it in and hope you learn oh some they do but others they get burned, Some they pay a price for a pretty face, take it on and try to embrace…it all…and you will learn about yourself. Met an angel in his teens, married her and she was queen and they go build a happy home… Words and music: Gary O’Dea 2008
2.
Take The Money and Run My Dear Take the money and run my dear, Discover ways to hide your fears – and, Play the part of Bonnie & Clyde. Go swing your hips from side to side, Hit your volley hard and true – like, Tony Brown he used to do – well, You can shout and cuss and bawl, Well you can curtsey, you can fall my dear…you can fall my dear. Are we just a hopeless case now, Or will we find a place now, Or will we line the walls, and wait until the captains call, Well here’s to dancing I raise my glass, And those that listen I tip my hat, Now Joe and Gina you have a ball, Hold on tight and grab it all my dear…grab it all my dear. (change) Well then we ring the changes and call for truth, We talk to elders and hear the youth, And we put our trust in God and Love… And then we ask ‘is that enough’? We got politicians giving spin, Hoping that we’ll take it in, Can we hope to give and take, can we call the plays and can we still eat cake…my dear? (Repeat 1st verse) (change) Then you run – so wild, Yes you run, so free, Oh you run – so wild, Hey girl there’s a fool, there’s a fool in me, in me, in me… I just gotta’ ask you now… (Repeat 2nd verse) Grab it all my dear…grab it all my dear Doo do do do …adlib to end WORDS Gary O’Dea / MUSIC Gary O’Dea & Garry Oliver (additional input 2006).
3.
Be Careful What You Wish For There I stumble, there I’ll fall and watch as others put their true colours on, I see there’s nothing really there at all at all…I imagined would be. See the Fat Man yeah you know he breaks into a sweat, Then falls asleep down at his desk, Well it’s a pity that he don’t mix, no he don’t mix, oh he don’t mix…he’s too busy scheming tricks. (Chorus) Well I’ll be careful what I wish for now, careful that it’s real, Careful of the merits of the one’s with which I deal oh yeah, Careful of those parasites – I get them feeding at my plate…but they’re really waiting for a chance to…take my thoughts away…take my thoughts away. There’s a writer on a hill, swallowing his righteous pills, He’s ‘appreciative’ or so he said, or so he said or so he said… He’s full of shit just like the rest! His shallowness well it deflates me, his accusations really grate with me, Their apologies are little use, they are little use, they are little use…they mix with all their other puce. (Chorus) Well I’ll be careful what I wish for now, careful that it’s real, Careful of the merits of the one’s with which I deal oh yeah, Careful of those parasites – I get them feeding at my plate…but they’re really waiting for a chance to…take my thoughts away…take my thoughts away. Well I’ll be, careful what I wish for now and I’ll be careful who I wish it to, Careful what I want it for and careful who I give it to now, Careful what I wish for now and I’ll be careful who I wish it to, Careful what I want it for and careful who… I give it to…well I give it to you, I give it to you this time…oh this time…oh this time…oh this time, Careful what I wish for now…careful who I wish it to, Careful what I want it for and I’ll be careful who I give it to this time. Words and music: Gary O’Dea 2006
4.
Build It Like A Rock The more I see, well the less I believe – so the saying goes my friend, And the older I get, you know the more I feel that my feelings show my friend, And a bitter taste – leaves a cynical view, Oh boy it’s gone and left its mark on you, In a land of plenty – well there’s so much greed, Oh it’s what money don’t buy that we really need… (Chorus) Well there’s too many walls, and not enough bridges, We’re doing all the taking, they’re doing all the giving it out, But this time, oh this time… Can’t we build it like a rock? Like a rock my friend, And throw it through their windows yeah, yeah, yeah, Oh make them stop my friend. It’s late at night on hostile street- oh let’s get out of the heat my friend, We’ll make a rush, for the late night bus, and put the world to rights my friend, We’ll storm the palace, make parliament bleed, Scrape the shit off my shoes from the garbage they feed, Will they ever listen – oh will we ever learn, Well what can a poor boy do as this world keeps turning… (Chorus) Well there’s too many walls, and not enough bridges, We’re doing all the taking, they’re doing all the giving it out, But this time, oh this time… Can’t we build it like a rock? Like a rock my friend, And throw it through their windows yeah, yeah, yeah, Oh make them stop my friend. Well they fight for interests – while we fight for rights, We’re drowned in disillusionment - we need to re-adjust our sights, Let down on the left – ripped off on the right, And we’re stuck in the middle- dealing with their lies, Dealing with their lies, while they look us in the eyes my friends… Build it like a rock, Like a rock my friends oh yeah, And throw it through the windows yeah, yeah, yeah, Make them stop my friends, Like a rock, like a rock my friends, Like a rock, like a rock yeah, yeah, And throw it through their windows yeah, windows yeah, yeah, yeah, Oh make them stop my friends oh yeah…oh yeah…oh yeah. Words and music – Gary O’Dea 2007.
5.
Interlude 03:50
Interlude Slight of hand, slight of touch, The illusionists are spinning out their ‘showtime bluff’ Turn off your TV, it’s turning you blind in your seat… There’s gonna’ be an interlude, A pause between the plays yer… We’ve got to take our chances then, oh an intervening time to bring about a change… We all need a new tune, Oh those old ones are all played out there’s no rhythm or groove, Their mediums are stale – and we’re all dancing on our own graves… The pipers playing his last tune, We’re no longer dancing in their ballrooms, We’re gonna’ take an interlude, oh an intervening time, to bring about a change. Turn off your TV, because it’s sending you blind in your seat, Their mediums are stale now and we’re all dancing on our own graves… Oh how we need an interlude, a pause between the scenes yer, We gotta’ take our chances then oh an intervening time, to bring about a change…and seize the day. Words and music: Gary O’Dea 2013
6.
In A Zone 03:51
In A Zone I’m in a zone, how I got here oh well I… I looked at you, you looked at me, I looked at you and we walked on through. Now we’re both scared, of what it is that we might do and… Oh little girl, I just want to hold you and… Kiss your face, kiss your lips, Hold you tight – all day and night… Hey little girl, well you turned a light on now, I never knew, I never knew…I had a switch there and… I got you bad, little girl, oh but it feels so good here but… We can’t stay around too long, Cos’ I just want to hold you and… Kiss your face, Kiss your lips, Hold you tight all day and night, Well there’s a place oh in my heart, That you own girl well we’re in a zone… We’re in a zone, how we got here oh well I… I looked at you, you looked at me, I looked at you and we walked on through. I’m in a zone, We’re in a zone, I’m in a zone, There’s a place in my heart that you own. Words and music: Gary O’Dea 2008
7.
Things Are Gonna’ Change A pain like nothing known before and a cloud of desolation on my mind, Racked with pain and guilt and sorrow and feeling so ashamed I start to…I start to cry. Lost my way on a path of loving rays, No one’s fault or blame, Hurt everyone I ever loved along the way, and all I’ve got is pain… Things are gonna’ change, things are gonna change. She’s got brown eyes like no others, lips and skin that are velvet to the touch. She’s a delicate blue rose from the garden and I love her so…love her so much, Pulled apart by the state I’m in, Only me to blame, A northern light well it shined on me and said tonight my son yer… Things are gonna’ change, things are gonna’ change, things are gonna’ change, things are gonna change. A friendship caught on fire, Sent from heaven above, A love of sweet desire, And love’s gonna’ tear us apart… I’ll sing an Ian Curtis song, I’ll sing an Ian Curtis song, I’ll sing an Ian Curtis song, I’ll sing an Ian Curtis song, And love’s gonna’ tear us apart…again! Words & Music: Gary O’Dea 2011.
8.
You, Me and Al Green Well we can learn from Al Green, how to mend a broken heart, Thinking about what you done for me, Simply beautiful, since you were a little girl, Your heart is pure and it beats for all to see. Now here we are, yes here we are now, You, me and Al Green, you me and Al Green. You can’t protect yourself from every sadness, Without protecting yourself from happiness too, You gotta’ have faith, that things will all work out now, Well maybe not how planned, but how they’re supposed to be Now here we are, yes here we are now, You, me and Al Green, you me and Al Green Now we can pick our paths of gold and set off along that road, But there’s no guarantee, Cos’ life is full of twists and turns, but to get there in the end, Well it’s the only thing for me, You can…protect yourself from every sadness, Without protecting yourself from happiness too, You gotta’ have faith, that things will all work out now, Well maybe not how planned, but how they’re supposed to be. Now here we are, yes here we are now you know there’s You, me and Al Green, you me and Al Green You, me and Al Green, you me and Al Green Words and music: Gary O’Dea 2013
9.
All Down The Days My old shoes let the rain soak through but they’ve been such a comfort to me, I walk through the streets of the place I was born to see if anyone notices me. Well it’s the type of day when you look around and say ‘well here I am what’s happening today’? ‘The worlds gone mad’ say the newspaper sellers on the street, Well am I upside down or inside out? Do I took my shirt in or leave it hanging out? We get it all down the days, from the cradle to the grave. All down the days from the cradle to the grave, All down the years, society’s fears All down the years, well society’s fears, well they’re all the same… Again and again, again and again… Oh my, my, well I can’t believe my eyes this has all been going on for years, Tressells text of the past, tells the truth of the fact that this systems for blaggards and thieves. Well it’s the type of day when you look around and say ‘well here I am what’s happening today’? ‘The worlds gone mad’ say the newspaper sellers on the street (get on your feet), Am I upside down or inside out? Do I took my shirt in or leave it hanging out? We get it all down the days, from the cradle to the grave. All down the days from the cradle to the grave, All down the years, society’s fears, They’re all the same, again and again… And again and again, again and again, again and again and again… Words and music: Gary O’Dea 2014
10.
Fly 03:47
FLY Catch a breeze… flying high above the trees, Get away… to a world that’s yours in every way, Feel the rush…it takes your breath as you sweep down, It picks you up…and you fly high above the ground Flying high, we are…it’s the only way to fly, So high…the wings of love they… carry you away Fly high (fly high) you fly away…fly high (fly high) fly away…fly high (fly high)…fly away (fly high) Sky is clear…the air is clean and we’re ok, Heading off…to warmer climes and happy days, Feel the rush…it takes your breath as you sweep down, It picks you up…and you fly high above the clouds. (Chorus) Flying high…it’s the only way to fly, So high…the wings of love they… carry you away, Fly high (fly high) you fly away…fly high (fly high) yer fly away…fly high (fly high)…fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away we got the… The wings of love they pick you up, Take you soaring to the sun, The altitude is oh so high, flying through the clear blue sky… It’ll take, it’ll take, it’ll take your breath away. Oh you’ll fly away… Fly high (fly high) you fly away…fly high (fly high) oh you fly away, fly away, fly away, fly way… The wings of love, will carry you away…fly high The wings of love, will carry you away…fly high The wings of love, will carry you away…fly high The wings of love, will carry you away…fly high Fly high (fly high), Oh you fly away, Fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away The wings of love…will carry you away The wings of love…will carry you away The wings of love…will carry you away The wings of love…will carry you away Words and music: Gary O’Dea 2013.

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Brand new album from singer/songwriter Gary O’Dea takes you on a musical journey from solo acoustic folky pop, to fusions of funk n bhangra, soul, blues, cajun and jazz …oh and there’s a choir thrown in as well…expertly cooked up to provide a nourishing dish to soothe your soul in these troubled times. It features some of the West Midlands finest musical talent and is co produced by noted folk rock singer / songwriter Eddy Morton (The Bushburys).

I hope you all enjoy this collection of songs 'in the key of love'...because it really is All You Need...FLY

Album can be downloaded for £8. ALSO CD COPIES CAN BE PURCHASED AS WELL - £8 plus £2 p&p for UK - details available for EU and Rest Of World. Place a message in the comments to me with your e-mail contact address and or your delivery address for the CD to be delivered. Or you can alternatively contact me by e-mail at gaza@gojo-music.co.uk or garysing1@aol.com and I’ll give you details of how to purchase from me by cheque (if there’s some old school cheque bookers out there).

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released August 28, 2015

Gary O’Dea: Lead Vocals / Acoustic Guitar / Harmonica / Percussion.
Eddy Morton: Lead & Slide Guitar / Dobro / Bass / Mandolin / Piano and Keyboards / Accordion / Percussion / Sitar Effects / Backing vocals.
Raj Sahota: Dohl and Tabla Drums (track 2).
Micky Barker: Drums (tracks 9 + 10).
Dan Clark: Trumpet (track 10).
Jen Robins: Backing vocal (track 10)
The Birmingham Clarion Singers Socialist Choir: (tracks 4 + 7).

Engineered By: Eddy Morton.

Recorded across various dates between Nov 2014 & July 2015 @ Katie Fitzgeralds (pub/venue/studio), Stourbridge, England.

All songs Gary O’Dea except track 2 (Gary O’Dea / Garry Oliver).

A massive thank you to all that contributed their skills and time to this collection of songs. My songs are like pictures I draw…thank you for helping me colour them in so wonderfully.

A special mention must go to Eddy Morton for his sterling work via his musicianship and engineering / production skills in working on this album with me. A wonderful talent who I’m very proud and honoured to have had on board. THANK YOU EDDY.

Eddy Morton appears courtesy of New Mountain Music.
www.newmountainmusic.com

Thanks to Alex Vann for sleeve and label graphics and design: www.alexvann.net
Cover landscape picture copyright hqworld.net used under a Creative Commons Licence.
Inner Sleeve photograph courtesy of (Boro Babe) Annie Banham…thanks Annie :-) x

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Gary O'Dea / GOJO’ MUSIC…acoustically driven…blending together elements of blues, country, funk, soul and reggae with the passion / attitude of old school punk / rock n’ roll to produce a rocking mix of rhythms to soothe your soul in these troubled times.

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