Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Popmonster on The Power Pop show
Every Friday from 5pm to7pm, The Power Pop Show on KSCU Radio 103.3fm brings a fabulous assortment of power pop to the listening ears in Santa Clara, California--and to the world via The Power Pop Show podcast.
I'm excited to say that Popmonster has been spinning on The Powerpop Show for the past couple of weeks and it's a great honor to be featured along side amazing artists such as The 88, Teenage Fanclub, Ben folds...the list goes on.
A grand, huge THANK YOU to the shows host, Mr. Powerpop himself, Jeff Shelton, who had these kind words to say about my new record on the Kool Kat Musik site:
"Anyone considering contenders for their Top 10 list of 2008, look no further than 'Popmonster'. It's chock full of pure power pop bravado with absolutely no filler. I was floored! The Shazam, Badfinger, Matthew Sweet (at his best) are clear reference points, but all in all this is solid, original power pop of the highest order!" - Jeff Shelton
Monday, November 17, 2008
Popmonster Lyrics: Reason with You
No one can reason with you
It's all treason to you
You've got your mind made up now
there ain't a thing to discuss now
No one can reason with you
No one can reason with you
Let's talk about the sunshine
Let's talk about the rain
But all opinions are hushed now
there ain't a thing to discuss now
No one can reason with you
No one can reason with you
I once had a point of view
I never could share with you
Hell, what good would it do
©2008 by Greg Pope
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It's all treason to you
You've got your mind made up now
there ain't a thing to discuss now
No one can reason with you
No one can reason with you
Let's talk about the sunshine
Let's talk about the rain
But all opinions are hushed now
there ain't a thing to discuss now
No one can reason with you
No one can reason with you
I once had a point of view
I never could share with you
Hell, what good would it do
©2008 by Greg Pope
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Popmonster Lyrics: New Song
Get up mama put your hands together now
'cause daddy's got a new song
Get up mama put your hands together now
'cause daddy's got a new song
And it goes
nah, nah nah, nah nah, nah nah,
nah nah, nah nah, yeah
You might lie with your mouth
but daddy knows
your heart is made of gold
You might lie with your mouth
but daddy knows
I'm the one that you love
Singin' nah, nah nah, nah nah, nah nah,
nah nah, nah nah, yeah
©2008 by Greg Pope
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'cause daddy's got a new song
Get up mama put your hands together now
'cause daddy's got a new song
And it goes
nah, nah nah, nah nah, nah nah,
nah nah, nah nah, yeah
You might lie with your mouth
but daddy knows
your heart is made of gold
You might lie with your mouth
but daddy knows
I'm the one that you love
Singin' nah, nah nah, nah nah, nah nah,
nah nah, nah nah, yeah
©2008 by Greg Pope
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Friday, November 7, 2008
Popmonster Lyrics: Rock and Roll Dream
Suddenly everything seems strange
No one likes a change
They never saw coming
I could go out tonight
But if I do
Everyone will ask about you
I'd have to give an answer
That's the one thing I can't do
So I'm searching Mama's purse to find some cash
Taking dirty diapers to the trash
Kids ambush me as I hit the driveway
Fill the air with "Daddy please stay home today"
Seven days ago seems like a dream
Life goes from a whisper to a scream
Everything's exactly what it seems
When you wake up from the rock and roll dream
©2008 by Greg Pope
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No one likes a change
They never saw coming
I could go out tonight
But if I do
Everyone will ask about you
I'd have to give an answer
That's the one thing I can't do
So I'm searching Mama's purse to find some cash
Taking dirty diapers to the trash
Kids ambush me as I hit the driveway
Fill the air with "Daddy please stay home today"
Seven days ago seems like a dream
Life goes from a whisper to a scream
Everything's exactly what it seems
When you wake up from the rock and roll dream
©2008 by Greg Pope
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Thursday, November 6, 2008
Lost My Friend
About a week ago I got an email from a friend of mine across the pond, Wil Woodrowe; concert promoter, IPO web master, friend, and most importantly, fellow music fan.
He had just heard about Popmonster and wanted to start promoting it on his Myspace page right away. He deemed it "a supreme powerpop gift to the world." He then started talking about IPO Liverpool and offered to help me put together dates around the festival, really encouraging a return trip to the UK.
That's the kind of guy Wil was. A guy with so much musical passion, the sheer gusto of his enthusiasm could get you dreaming with him.
So I started dreaming about crossing the pond again this May to play rock and roll, and possibly sharing a pint with my friend.
It's with great sadness that I tell you that Wil passed away yesterday morning. He woke up with chest pains at 6:15 a.m. and by 7 he was gone.
If you knew Wil, if you've attended IPO in any city, or just share his love of powerpop, I invite you to pay your respects at his Myspace page, which I'm told will remain up for a while.
You were one of a kind, Wil. I'll really miss you.
"yes, you CAN dream, and who knows what may come of it?"
-Wil Woodrowe
photo: Wil in action at the Cavern, IPO 2007, Photo by Tom Bjornland
He had just heard about Popmonster and wanted to start promoting it on his Myspace page right away. He deemed it "a supreme powerpop gift to the world." He then started talking about IPO Liverpool and offered to help me put together dates around the festival, really encouraging a return trip to the UK.
That's the kind of guy Wil was. A guy with so much musical passion, the sheer gusto of his enthusiasm could get you dreaming with him.
So I started dreaming about crossing the pond again this May to play rock and roll, and possibly sharing a pint with my friend.
It's with great sadness that I tell you that Wil passed away yesterday morning. He woke up with chest pains at 6:15 a.m. and by 7 he was gone.
If you knew Wil, if you've attended IPO in any city, or just share his love of powerpop, I invite you to pay your respects at his Myspace page, which I'm told will remain up for a while.
You were one of a kind, Wil. I'll really miss you.
"yes, you CAN dream, and who knows what may come of it?"
-Wil Woodrowe
photo: Wil in action at the Cavern, IPO 2007, Photo by Tom Bjornland
Popmonster Lyrics: Magic Show
The curtain parts
You're standing there
You show us cards
that vanish in thin air
It's no surprise this time
We read the signs this time
And everybody knows
It's a magic show
Your smoke and knives we spy
It's no surprise this time
It's a magic show
You say you're this
You say you're that
You promise bliss
from a magic hat
It's no surprise this time
We read the signs this time
And everybody knows
It's a magic show
Your smoke and knives we spy
It's no surprise this time
And everybody knows
It's a magic show
©2008 by Greg Pope
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You're standing there
You show us cards
that vanish in thin air
It's no surprise this time
We read the signs this time
And everybody knows
It's a magic show
Your smoke and knives we spy
It's no surprise this time
It's a magic show
You say you're this
You say you're that
You promise bliss
from a magic hat
It's no surprise this time
We read the signs this time
And everybody knows
It's a magic show
Your smoke and knives we spy
It's no surprise this time
And everybody knows
It's a magic show
©2008 by Greg Pope
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Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Election Day 2008! (& Popmonster is Sold Out)
Please get out and vote!
(and in other news, both Notlame and CDBaby are completely out of Popmonster CD's. I suppose I should celebrate this, but I also want to reassure anyone who might be looking that more CD's have been shipped to both places. Should be up and running again by the weeks end. Oh, and of course there's always iTunes.)
Huge thanks to popmonsters like you for the support!
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Monday, November 3, 2008
Popmonster Lyrics: All Day Long
Sunday, so called day of rest
filling with a sense of dread
thinking about tomorrow a. m.
I blink I'm on the interstate
one link in a giant metal snake
slithering through concrete and slate
I circle the building twice before
I get up the nerve to walk through the door
and take the back staircase up to my floor
Slide into the four gray walls and the square
of light that I love all day with my stare
but metal and plastic can't keep me there
A window lets my mind escape
I soar across the city-scape
above the clouds where I will stay
All day long
All day long
All day long
I have friends we spend our days
deciphering the corporate maze
and living in fear of reorganization
And this is what they pay us for
we've lost our guts to use the door
and so we pretend to count all our blessings
I circle the building twice before
I get up the nerve to walk through the door
and take the back staircase up to my floor
Slide into the four gray walls and the square
of light that I love all day with my stare
but metal and plastic can't keep me there
A window lets my mind escape
I soar across the city-scape
above the clouds where I will stay
All day long
All day long
All day long
©2008 by Greg Pope
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filling with a sense of dread
thinking about tomorrow a. m.
I blink I'm on the interstate
one link in a giant metal snake
slithering through concrete and slate
I circle the building twice before
I get up the nerve to walk through the door
and take the back staircase up to my floor
Slide into the four gray walls and the square
of light that I love all day with my stare
but metal and plastic can't keep me there
A window lets my mind escape
I soar across the city-scape
above the clouds where I will stay
All day long
All day long
All day long
I have friends we spend our days
deciphering the corporate maze
and living in fear of reorganization
And this is what they pay us for
we've lost our guts to use the door
and so we pretend to count all our blessings
I circle the building twice before
I get up the nerve to walk through the door
and take the back staircase up to my floor
Slide into the four gray walls and the square
of light that I love all day with my stare
but metal and plastic can't keep me there
A window lets my mind escape
I soar across the city-scape
above the clouds where I will stay
All day long
All day long
All day long
©2008 by Greg Pope
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