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Sluggo! (2013 Mix)

by Mike Keneally & Beer For Dolphins

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Potato 03:54
A zillion minutes, it seemed The smoke flow into the stream I wrote some new ones 'cause the old ones meant nothing I hope that gravity's not goin' away Insatiable is my friend The game existence the end Embrace my face and spread some happiness butter I hope that gravity's not goin' away Now you're going to sing 'Cause it's potato, potato, potato Yes it's potato, potato, potato And it's potato, potato, potato Potato My favorite time isn't now My favorite moment is how My favorite things are never, ever my favorite Too late to apple the doctor away Now you're going to sing 'Cause it's potato, potato, potato Yes it's potato, potato, potato And it's potato, potato, potato Potato Now you're going to sing 'cause... We went to Maine 'cause we're friends with Mike Gaito And Briggs's charts flew away in tornado And I was up all night writing potato Australia Potato And it's potato, potato, potato Yes it's potato, potato, potato And it's potato, potato, potato Potato You're glad that you aren't me You're glad that you'll never see The thing that got me started singing potato I hope that...
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When I found you you were tranked and sprawled around I was weary and wicked and wondering why When you came to I was cleaning the room Your friend offered a hit I envy him, I sure can't afford that shit Where is my mother at times like these Does she know what has come of me now? Love winds hypnotic spirals within a reasoned mind and time again I ask you: Why am I your guy? Racking up another shot of heartache Foolish boy am I Loud and long your laughter reached the sky I'm an absolute jerk when you do your work That's me through and through I'd need another lifetime to feel the joy like you do You could jump out a window and land in a cloud And be lowered gently to the ground I stand and shout, I spout, I emanate reason like a clown Look me in the eye. Why am I your guy? I don't suppose that I That is to say that I Suppose I were to die? Forget I said it. Blankly stare at you, the focus of the crowd Around whose body men do hover As I start to fade away I can hear someone say What I wouldn't give to be her lover I am! I'm he! That's me, and I waste every day You see fit to reward me with warm shelter What is it you seem to see in me that I can never find no matter how I try? Why am I your guy? What is it you seem to see in me that I can never find no matter how I try? Why am I your guy?
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I missed all the craft The grace of the line The beauty inherent in every design The forest was waving but the trees made me blind I was looking for Nina Saw none of the elegance All that was there The essences captured The nuance so rare Obsessed by the messages tucked into hair I was looking for Nina (Interlude:TacoPhysique) Al, be a pal And grant one more chance I'll sway and I'll swoon and fall into a trance And savor each step of your masterful dance
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Excuse me, miss, I am a junkie skate punk. I quit the AM/PM, a flunkie's pay stunk. Would you mind if I followed you home and rifled through your purse and bought some junk? Hey, I don't look that bad. I did a Calvin's ad. They said I was "beautifully sad." Come with me, come with me. 5 They gave me three hundred bucks. Now it's gone, and I'm out of luck. Sometimes I think that show business sucks. Come with me, come with me. I had a chance to be the Pumpkins' roadie. But if you ask Billy he'll say he don't know me. While they were on stage I stole one of his alternate-tuning guitars, I sold it to a freak and bought some PCP. (Come with me, you little vixen. Come with me, how rich is mother? Come with me, I need a fixin'. Come with me, I'll do your brother. Come with me, I'm not like any other you will see.) My kind shall rise and conquer, won't that be something? We can't do worse than the jerks who've tried to run things. O, dear lady, be my queen and dilly-dilly I will be your king and everything. I feel good in the dark. I played at Luna Park. I look like Marcia Clark. Come with me, come with me. Hey, please let me go check my machine. CK'll be checkin' on me. Next time I'm gonna double my fee. Come with me, come with me. I'm the best you ever seen. I wanna be your machine. Gonna make you sigh, gonna make you scream. Come with me, come with me. I only got one big dream. Aw, baby, you know what I mean. I wanna strip your bank account clean. Come with me, come with me. She's a well-heeled veganette. She wants to free Tibet. I'd let her throw me out of debt. Come with me, come with me. Na na na na na na Na na na na na na Na na na na na na na
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TRANQUILLADO 04:10
Small in the saddle, our we TRANQUILLADO Unlikely dog His head cocked towards the bed, he's a programmed dog Exploring options he daydreams of possums and having sex with a frog. So melancholy, he stares at the trolley of make-believe He sings: "If I were king of make-believe I'd pay the cameraman to give me more close-ups than anyone, or I'd leave." "Oh, ho, TRANQUILLADO, Thanks for exploring those options (there's none left anyway)." "Oh, holy night, it's my pleasure. It gives me joy beyond measure to hear you sing my name." A jaded professor (taught film-as-literature) came to town. He stayed forty-one days, brought everybody down. So TRANQUILLADO shored up his bravado and uttered a motto which brought the feller around. And the motto was... "Oh, ho, TRANQUILLADO, Thanks for exploring those options (there's none left anyway)." "Oh, holy night, it's my pleasure. It gets me off beyond measure to hear you sing." O, if we ever stop drinking we ought to shop for rewards And things which we can bring our little dog next door. We wouldn't want him thinking: "I'm just a puppy and they never rub me. Do they really love me?" He'd get peeved and he'd leave. He we'd see no more. But we love him, we love him, we love him, we love him... "Oh, ho, TRANQUILLADO, Thanks for exploring those options (there's none left anyway)." "Oh, holy night, it's my pleasure. It gives me joy beyond measure to hear you." "Oh, ho, TRANQUILLADO, Thanks for exploring those options (there's none left anyway)." "Oh, holy night, it's my pleasure. Your faithful TRANQUILLADO, signing off 'til another day."
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There's a place where I go When I go to a place That's just the kind of place I go to I'd like to be there now Time stands still within its walls The more you see the more you look Software looms in every nook Would you like to be there? I'll tell you how... Let's go up the freeway Hang a left, hang a right, Chatfield Manor They got no psilocybin there But there's chicken sandwiches in the freezer Sometimes I rail against hate I scream and scream 'til throat is meat But sometimes I just crave escape So toss that bottle my way The war disappears the gore disappears Yeah I know it's raging on But if I'm gonna stay even a little bit strong Sometimes I gotta get away think I'lI do it today Let's go up the freeway Hang a left, hang a right, Chatfield Manor If you're coming down the freeway Then hang a right and hang a right Chatfield Manor I thank you Mo and thank you Mo For letting me know I got a place to go No matter when I show I got a place on the flo' So thank you Mo and thank you Mo Let's go up the freeway Hang a left, hang a right, Chatfield Manor I moistened the gunite, now they got a pool there I wanna be drunk in your jacuzzi forever
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Beautiful 04:20
December 2 ,1993 I was driving down Lankershim today and I had a comforting thought For years I believed that 90% of the people in the world were useless and should die This thought accompanied me and sometimes kept me warm But today I thought about how many wonderful people I've met in the last couple of years In fact the vast majority of people I've had contact with recently have been wonderful And if I am to take them as a representative sampling then most people in the world are wonderful This made me kinda happy And I took the newspapers to recycle them And I got some Kleenex for my poor wife who's sick today and then I brought them to her (This beautiful world is a fantasy, not unlike the fairy tales of old. If you're smart you'll do what you're told. If beautiful world is depressing you, simply call this number if you're bold. We'll gladly lead you back to the fold.) And I worked on the Hungarian part of the instrumental with Dweezil at Joe's Garage And it was a lot of fun And I met Linda and Lisa from Rock City News at the Cat & Fiddle They were great and it was a good interview, I had fun Then I went to Aron's and got the "Generic Flipper" CD for $1.98 So apart from Viv being sick it was a great day And while I was driving west on Wilshire to see Chad Wackerman Someone driving east threw a heavy object at my car And cracked the windshield A big crack Screwed up the antenna too It could have killed me and they never would have known So I want to thank that person for reminding me That in this world there are people who should just die (This beautiful world is a fantasy, not unlike the fairy tales of old. If you're smart you'll do what you're told. If beautiful world is depressing you, simply call this number if you're bold. We'll gladly lead you back to the fold.) (This beautiful world is a fantasy, not unlike the fairy tales of old. If you're smart you'll do what you're told. If beautiful world is depressing you, simply call this number if you're bold. We'll gladly lead you.)
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Crank "Live Rust" 'til the neighbors bleed Deadly drunken to a man Hurl that slab you drunken creep Throwing coasters at a ceiling fan Zing... there goes my fear and doubt Zim goes insecurity My ennui's up on the curtain rod Coaster toss has set me free Unyielding four-armed beast Whirl and bat my sins Condition I am in: "Sailing takes me away. takes me away...takes me away..." Our host surrenders selflessly His treasures to which crunch befall Now chewed and ripped, a sight to see This thing is bigger than us all The night progress the tempo mounts And all regrets go whiz thunk zam One hundred? Two? We've long lost count Throwing coasters at a ceiling fan Relentless quadrapus We tremble at your might A most essential night "Sailing takes me away...takes me away... takes me away..." Run! Alert all heads of state! Email! Pony! Telefax! Worldly tensions 'radicated! Take the prisoners from the racks! If Buddy Rich's band bus had 'em, things might have been more relaxed! Ceiling fans and coasters. Ceiling fans and coasters. Distribute them equitably today.
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Egg Zooming 06:42
Egg Zooming, tiny little thing, I sold a basket to my mother and explored them as though they were rickety stacks of nitroglycerine noodles egg zooming. Place them near sink. Beg the headmistress for forgiveness oh wait... hold on...
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Own 07:28
What did you do last night? Unzip your soul? Allow an unwhole one to enter in its place Ask your reflection how you screwed so up Silly pup You saw evil on your face Drunk fear Flat out fear No proximity: pure Left your scruples on the floor, whore You got not a lot to do And anyway what is it to you Blind fear Flat out fear Mind ability: gone Soul is sapped and you're the done one You got not a lot to do And anyway what is it to you Miles from home Forgotten who you call your own Brain erase, you watch the rose explode Denial mode and you awaken warm and young One cold reminder and you're toast again Face your sin It's part of you and you cannot run Drunk fear Flat out fear Culpability scar Here's the kind of star you are, star You got not a lot to do And anyway what is it to you, to you Blind fear Flat out fear Smash your head on the wall Pirouette and fucking fall Crawl You got not a lot to do And anyway what is it to you Pick up a phone Remember who you call your own Drunk fear Flat out fear O you ludicrous child Enter in the fool-o-phile file You got not a lot to do And anyway what is it to you, to you Blind fear Flat out fear Bow and scrape and atone Or end up in the alone zone You got not a lot to do And anyway what is it to you, to you You got not a lot to do And anyway what is it to you Miles from home Forgotten who you call your own
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I'm Afraid 03:22
You say it's your birthday But l'm not gonna have a good time I'm sorry to say I won't be there today l'm in a galaxy far, far away I wish for you the best of days And every single wish you make If I could do this for you I'd make them all come true But I can't make me be there with you I'm afraid The whole parade Is passing me by Baby's grown to such a great big girl And daddy's halfway 'round the world I hope you know that I love you so And I'd give the stars to you I'm afraid, it's true I'm afraid Should I have stayed? Have I done the right thing? Every moment you and I don't spend Is a moment we can't get back again I hope you. know that I love you so And I'd give the world to you I'm afraid it's true I love you
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Cardboard Dog Cardboard Dog Opened my eyes from the car dream Felt my line tug saw the sun gleam To my feet and off I go If I find you you will know Cardboard Dog You darkened my days Cardboard Dog Tonight daddy pays Pulled into town nearing sundown Pom-Prei told us that you weren't round Saw the quiver in his eye It's your fault he had to die Cardboard Dog We found you that night Cardboard Dog I switched off the light Cardboard Dog You know I'll always
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Sluggo 03:20
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about

HELLO GANG
thanks for having this and listening to this and reading this...

Sluggo! was the first album I did where I didn't have the luxury of setting my own timetable for the recording and mixing; I was constantly returning to the road, having just joined Steve Vai's band, and I needed to schedule Sluggo! in and around my various obligations to Steve. Nowadays, this approach has become second nature to me, as l'm frequently tucking recording/mixing sessions into the spaces between Satriani and Dethklok jaunts, and having constant access to our own studio means that booking time is no longer an issue - but, back then, I found it difficult to achieve a working rhythm and the whole process felt fragmented to me. And, at the time, I had great difficulty achieving a final mix I was happy with.

When I started conceptualizing Sluggo! it was going to be called Milk Blood Tuna, for some reason. I thought those words sounded good together, and I think I was waiting for some significance to reveal itself which would give the title a real reason to be attached to an album - but ultimately the character of Sluggo from Ernie Bushmiller's Nancy comic strip (he was Nancy's punk friend) reared his pugnacious head in an unexpected way, and I decided the album could do with a little of his headstrong mojo.

These songs came together during the very end of my time in Dweezil and Ahmet Zappa's band, during the brief following period while I was not in anyone's band but my own, and then for the first year or so that I was in Steve Vai's employ. (I remember writing "I'm Afraid" in a dressing room during a Vai tour, and working on the opening riff to "Own" in the control room of The Mothership, Steve's studio. Sitting in an airport, writing the words to "Chatfield Manor." Etcetera.) I was on some kind of a roll writing-wise, and managed to come up with possibly my strongest set of "song" songs yet.

The recording process started with grand piano tracks, recorded with Mike Harris at Signature Sound (without a click track - a special brand of madness I was afflicted with at the time). Overdubs commenced at Double Time with Jeff Forrest engineer- ins, except for "Looking For Nina" which was made in Frank Briggs' garage. Getting basic tracks was a swift and fun process, and everyone played like maniacs. So tracking wasn't a problem - mixing the thing was.

Jeff Forrest and I got the idea that we should mix the album onto analog tape, rather than onto DAT as my first albums had been done. So the whole album was mixed down to 2-track analog, and mastered by John Golden from that format - but only AFTER listening to that finished master did I realize that the stereo spectrum and high end were suffering compared to my previous releases, possibly resulting from issues with the analog machine that we mixed down to. So all the songs were quickly remixed to DAT in, like, three days or something I( was just about to leave on tour with Vai again and didn't have much time), and mastered yet again. Expensive mistake, and the final mix has always sounded a little crude, somewhere between half and three-quarters baked, to me as a result.

So I am hugely grateful to have had the opportunity to do new mixes for this long-overdue reissue. The new stereo mix finally fills out the low end and mid range of the sound without sacrificing the highs that the original always had. The result to my ears is a much rounder sound, with a lot more clarity and power than before.

(While working on the remix, I took the opportunity to go back and check out that rejected analog mix one more time. At this remove, I did find that there was some value to it - some of that vaunted analog "warmth" was undeniably there. So, in the new mix, for the songs "Sluggo" and "Looking For Nina" [for "Nina" the multi-tracks were no longer available], we actually used the originally rejected analog mixes.

This was the first album I did which was conceived as discrete tracks rather than as an unbroken suite of songs (a conscious attempt to be less overtly beholden to Zappaesque ways of organizing things), and the first album where I had the song list broken into quarters on the back cover on the CD, to suggest the four sides of a double vinvl album. I still found it impossible to make an album less than 70 minutes long, but at a mere sixteen songs it was (for me, at that point in my career) pretty concise. It hit people pretty strongly and seems to be a favorite album for a lot of fans. The best print review came from the late great Buddy Blue: "this album pisses me off. I give it an A+." Many of the songs are still staples of my live shows.

In many ways, various energies converged at the right time for Sluggo!, but the original mix always stuck in my craw, so this reissue is, for me, a chance to get this one 100% to my satisfaction - I wouldn't say "finally get it right," because what is "right"? In a lot of ways the original album was totally right. But in my own mind, speaking as the guy who made the thing, I honestly do feel like, sixteen years after its initial release, l've finally finished Sluggo!

-Mike Keneally October 2013

(This essay is an edited and revised version of the Sluggo! discography entry at my website. It contains detailed song-by-song commentary, as well as a little story about TRANQUILLADO the dog. You can read it at www.keneally.com/music/discography-mike-keneally/sluggo/ .)

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ORIGINAL 1997 LINER NOTES/THANKS. URLS AND MAILING ADDRESSES CONTAINED HEREIN ARE OBSOLETE IN THE PRESENT DAY (AND BEYOND).

M.K.THANKS This just in: I love my wife. I love my daughter. I love Mom, Marty, Bobbi, Fran and Joe. I love and miss my Dad. For equipment loanership I am thanking Scott Chatfield, Robb Vallier, Rich Lewis, Bob Tedde, Steve Vai and Michael Harrison. Thanks Chris Henry for the magical mystery guitar. Thanks to Rich Lewis for the black SG. Thanks to all at Rivera, EMG, Doc's Pro-Plugs, Dunlop USA, 2-Tek, Gore, Sobbat, Taylor, Dean Markley, Fernandes, Tech-21, Cakewalk, Hamer, Peavey, and Fender and to Thomas Nordegg and Roger Bell for valuable, psychotic tuning-peg modifications. Thank you Steve Vai for determining the contours of the year which dictated the peculiar schedule to which the construction of "Sluggo!" was forced to adhere, and for dragging me around the world a few times. Yo to the Vai band'n'crew. All hail the Sepetys Entertainment Group. Thanks Robert Fripp for making more dreams come true. Thanks, bordering on arm-flailing delirium, to all the musicians on "Sluggo!" Ultrathanks to Bryan and Toss for undertaking HellTour'96. A medal to Ed Lucas for assistance under wartime conditions. Thank you, A LOT, all Keneally enthusiasts. Fate has wreaked havoc upon my letter answering time, for which I apologize, but l'm forever grateful to you. Resonant howdy to all MK Page readers... if you're not one yet go here now please: www.moosenet.com/keneally.html Uhh, what else. Suzanne and Jeff, thank you hugely. Thanks to Scott and Karen AGAIN (yawn). Hooray in extremis for Charlie and Margie. Word to your mother, Ernie Bushmiller. Voopee Dai Deau for John Golden. Yay to they who sanctioned the release of the "Fargo/Barton Fink" scores on one CD. Deep thanks to Judith and Geoff Wills - I KNOW there was something in the room. Thanks again to Bryan Beller. Understand, folks: he is my right hand man with a capital RHM. He saved this album's life. I love and I miss Frank Zappa.

I, BRYAN BELLER, being of sound body and mind, do hereby thank: Scott and Karen Chatfield, Jeff and Suzanne Forrest; Kelly Castro, Darryl Jamison and everyone at SWR; John D'Agostino/Taylor Guitars; Mark Kendrick/Fender; Jon Finn, Rich Appleman, Larry Baione and Peter Gordon/Berklee College of Music; Jim Roberts and Karl Coryat/Bass Player Magazine; Peter Murray/Canadian Musician Magazine; Tech 21/SansAmp; Cakewalk; Peavey; The management, band, crew, and person of Steve Vai; Joanne Bigbee, Frank Briggs, Melissa Carty, Sue Collister, Brad and Shelley Dahl, JoAnn Ekblad, Kim Falcone, Jaye Foucher, Robert Fulton (computer virus-killer extraordinaire), John Hargrave/Zug, Michael Harrison, Loren Kirshenbaum, Rich Lewis, Fuckin' Ed Lucas, Rachael "Alex" Nadel, Uncle Al Natanagara/Fire Pig, Thomas Nordegg, Cindee Pazuros, Stephanie Petersen, Janet Robin, Kim Salt, Blues Saraceno, the stunning Miss Lisa Valentine, Wes Wehmiller, Inga Wohlgemuth, Mike Yee, The Zappa family, Cindy Zeuli, Tracy Zuber, and the readers of LOB. Special Thanks: Mom, Dad and my entire family, Steve W. Rabe (finally, a good deed gone unpunished), Cami Slotkin, Toss Panos, Joe Travers, Mike Keneally (for writing music that makes me sound like I actually know what I'm doing, truth be damned), and my dearest love...M.

TOSS PANOS says thanks to Derek Wiseman at Pearl, Bobby Boos at Sabian, Attack Heads, Regal Tip Sticks and Joe Porcaro Drum Covers.....and thanks to everyone who's letting me sound like myself.
JOE TRAVERS says thanks to DW Drums, Vic Firth Sticks, REMO Heads, Zildjian Cymbals, my family in Erie, PA (including Vinnie) and all my friends in LA. FRANK BRIGGS says thanks to Mary Ellen Briggs, Toss Panos, Paiste Cymbals, Diane Gershuny at Mackie Designs, Ryan Smith at Shure Mics, Tascam, Attack Heads and Noble & Cooley. MIKE MANGINI uses DW Pedals, Gibraltar Hardware, REMO Drums and Heads, Zildjian Cymbals and Sticks, and RHYTHM KNOWLEDGE. Many thanks to these companies and to Mr. Keneally for unselfishly letting me express myself so purely. TOM "TOM" FREEMAN thanx the Coens * Rubens * Python (Monty) * Pryor * Lynch * Fripp * Altman * Magritte * Fellini * Mr. Walt Disney * Miles * Kurosawa * Dali * Tarkovsky * Bunuel * FZ * My distinguished colleagues in the drum chair * Meg/Kai * Viv/Jesse/MK = till the wheels come off!! MARK DECERBO says thanks to my wife, Sandy and to the kids for giving up their time with me to let me do this and to the incomparable Mike K. for choosing my voice to sing of "sex, spuds and hoppin' toads." BOB TEDDE would like to thank Celia Marie Tedde for being perfect in every way. Thanks for the new perspective. And thanks to atticus wolrab for not making me Bun E. Carlos.

This is Keneally again...you might be interested to know that I recorded another song during the "Sluggo!" sessions. It's called "Craney" and it's available on the CD "Mark Craney & Friends-Something With A Pulse". Mark's a brilliant drummer who's played with Jethro Tull, Tower of Power, Eric Burdon and Gino Vannelli, among many others. The proceeds from the CD (which features the above-named artists plus James Taylor, Fairport Convention, Terry Bozzio, Bil Champlin, David Garibaldi, Jimmy Haslip, Alex Ligertwood, Mike Miller, Doane Perry and more) help to defray Mark's massive medical costs - he's been unwell, sadly. Nine of the fourteen tracks on the CD, including two Tull songs, are previously unreleased. Please contact: Laughing Gull Records P.O. Box 5603, Sherman Oaks, CA 91413-5603.

There's a spider on the ceiling. It shall live. MK/BFD out. It's now safe to turn off your stereo.

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released November 25, 1997

Remixes produced by Mike Keneally
Mixed by Mike Harris at Chatfield Manor
Stereo remix remastered by John Golden at Golden Mastering
Executive Producer - Scott Chatfield

© 1997-2013 EXOWAX RECORDINGS, LLC
P.O. BOX 232623 LEUCADIA. CA 92023-2623
760.753.7111 • WWW.EXOWAX.COM

Produced by Mike Keneally
Engineered by Jeff Forrest
Mixed byJeff Forrest and Mike Keneally
Recorded at Double Time Studio, San Diego, CA

Grand piano on "Drum-Running", "TRANQUILLADO", "Cardboard Dog" and "Sluggo" recorded at Signature Sound, San Diego,CA
Engineer: Mike Harris

"Looking For Nina" recorded at Briggadoon, N. Hollywood, CA
Engineer: Frank Briggs
Mixed by Mike Keneally

Edited and mastered
by John Golden
John Golden Mastering, Newbury Park,CA

Design and illustrations: atticus wolrab

Photographs by
Victor Molina,Tracey Glynn, Bryan Beller, Ed Lucas, Lisa Valentine, Bob Tedde, Julie Margo Tedde and somebody

All songs ©1997 Spen Music BMI
Written by Mike Keneally
("Looking For Nina" by Mike Keneally and Frank Briggs)

For Kevin Gilbert + John Coltrane

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Mike Keneally has been a lot of things in his 35 year career: stunt guitarist/keyboardist, singer/songwriter, orchestral composer, producer, music director, painter, and more. After getting his start in Frank Zappa’s legendary 1988 big band, Keneally released his first solo album hat. in 1992. Since then he has released dozens more and is working on a new double album.

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