Thank YOU, _________________ (your name here)! By purchasing this album, you’re officially a patron of the arts (at least in my book), and you make what I do possible. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. If you're curious to read my lyrics, I've included them below. This record is everything I dreamed it would be, due to the exceptional creative contributions of: Seth Atkins Horan, Bob DeMarco, Steve McDonald, Orlando Sims, David Leach, Christopher Allis, Steve “Shag” Aguilar, Tony Franklin, Scot Coogan, a girl named jaen, Jay Gore, Jamie Green, Austin Willacy, Michel Ryther, Berton Averre, Doug Fieger, Chris Pierce, Gavin Lurssen, George Leger III , Sam Edwards, and Chris Mercer & Bev Pervan at Campaign Against Canned Hunting. Thank you all so very much! Thank You for your ongoing support of me and my music: Bill Cummiskey, Alex Perez, Richard McDonald, Jennifer Burton, Billy Siegle, John Dreyer, Jeff Owens, & my whole Fender family, Bob Borbonus, Taylor Guitars, Peter Leinheiser, Steve Foldvari at Sony Creative Software, Seymour Duncan, Evan Skopp, Danica, Dennis & Harvey Levy at Levy’s Leathers, Rusty Membreno & OnBoard Research, Scott Uchida & Jim Dunlop, Michael Molenda & Guitar Player, Turner Kirk & Smule, David Lienhart at Dean Markley, Scott James at Scott James Web Design & IndependentRockstar.com, Neil Rapaport at PikCard, Brad Angle & Guitar World Acoustic, Mike Mueller, Tom Land & Monster Cable, Dusty Wakeman, Sean Devine & Mike Todd at ASCAP, Tony George & J.W. Johnson at BMI, Brian Austin-Whitney at Just Plain Folks, Madalyn Sklar & GoGirls Music, Peter Lacey, Merlin David, Loolwa Khazzoom, Michele McManmon, Wayne Pacelle & The Humane Society of the United States, John Tu, David Liu & my whole Kingston family, Greg Tutweiler, Jerry & Rita Fiore at Bumpskey.com, DJ Will at KNAC.com, Paul Gordon & Indieclectic.com, Donald & Danny Passman, Randy Spencer, and Triple Scoop Music. An Extra Warm Thank You to my extended musical & creative family, who have been there for me in SO many ways: Bob DeMarco, Roy Ashen, Jennifer Herbig, Bryan Beller, Bob Malone, Dennis Stafford, Kris Feldman, Dr. Jim, Patty & Erica Turrell, Paul & Mariana Williams, Tippi Hedren, The ROAR Foundation & my Shambala family, Ray Gutierrez, Amy Engelhardt, Alex Stein, Paul Zollo, Gregg McBride, Phyllis Toney, Faith Rivera, Nolan Hee, J’Nae Fincannon, Raya Yarbrough, Christa Gates, Felice Schaeffer, Ilene Bergelson, Ernie Halter, Gary Luck, Adam Gust, Daniel Brecher, Gerald White, Steve Valentine, Phyllis Toney, Greg Watermann, Laurence & Hope Juber, Bryon Holley, Jason Buck & my Sunday Skool family, Mona Tavakoli & Raining Jane, Draco Rosa, Brian McKibben, Cindy Alexander, Bob Leggett & Chelle Stipe, Nafeesa Monroe, Michael Silversher, Jennifer Corday, Mara Hitner, Michael James, Susan Sheller, Jamshid Arjomand, Marc Maron & WTF Podcast, Fred Coury, Lonny Brooks, Jeff Silbar, Derek Sivers, John & Kim Hornbacher, Tony Moore, Cary Beare, Benjamin May, Arlene Kole, Jono Brown & Pervadelic, Shark, Ruta Sepetys, Glenn Morgan, David Levita, Eric Schwartz, Gary Stockdale, Gary Shapiro, Maggie Rowe, Jaclyn Lafer & the Sit ‘n Spin family, Chris McClure, Bob Terry, Joe Buissink, Kevin Kubota, Bambi Cantrell, David Beckstead, Jerry Ghionis, Chris Dugdale, Paul Liszewski, Doug Wilson & Jason Helvey, Dave Isaac, Jay Tinsky, Amanda Thompson, Barry Smith, April Love, Andi Scarbrough, Ricky Whitman & the Pasadena SPCA, Paula and John Wehmiller & my whole WesFest Family, and Wes Wehmiller (you’re still with me every day). Many Thanks to those who I haven’t yet met, but whose work continually inspires me: Jimmy Page, Robert Plant, John Paul Jones, Paul McCartney, ani difranco, Alanis Morissette, Patty Griffin, John Frusciante, Joe Perry, Joe Walsh, Don Henley, Alan Rabinowitz of Panthera.org, Steven Colbert, John Stewart, Seth MacFarlane, Ira Glass, Terry Gross and Mel Brooks. Much Love and Thanks to my family: Mom & Sev Marsted, Dad & Karen Handal, Barbara & Richard Goldenhersh, Jennifer & Michael Poole, Sarah & James Campbell, Grandma Handal, Doralice Handal, Dick Handal, Gary Handal, Sally Bursch, Larry Bursch, my extended Bursch, Handal & Goldenhersh families, and my favorite little rockers Aidan, Kate, Dorian & Leyton. Extra Fuzzy Thanks go to: Indy & Pumpkin, my constant companions, and the two most awesomest cats on the planet! I’ve saved my biggest Hugs and Kisses for Andrew Goldenhersh, my magic man, who encourages and supports me at every step of the way in this crazy life we share. Words cannot express how grateful I am for your love, support, and affection... Also Available: Dirty Little Secret (2000) and Breathing Underwater (2004) LYRICS: All The Way Guitar slingin’ my soul starts singin’ I’m back with my boyz in the band Gonna rock you right, stay all night Your wish - our command Comin’ up through the clubs Feelin’ the love everybody keeps sendin’ our way Headed straight for the top, no we ain’t gonna stop - listen to what I say We’re gonna go All the way Hard to get the first night we met But I couldn’t play for too many days Your bedroom eyes had me hypnotized Oh yes - make me stay Take-out Thai nine stories high Made out under the stars Had a way with your hands made me understand Oh yeah - you’d take me far C’mon, take me far We’re gonna go All the way My Sharona Pin Me Down Well I thought I’d kicked the habit the last time you left town But now you’re back - temptation’s gonna try to drag me down You strut your stuff in front of me just to sell your merchandise And it’s takin’ all the strength I can muster up to keep myself from buyin’ But we’ve been down that road too many times And your body is the best drug that I know Though it’s time for me to go clean and you don’t love me no… Pin me down and fill me up I need just a little taste of another dose from your cup Breathe you in - I’ll blow your mind And I promise I’ll quit usin’ you tomorrow Well last night was the last time your poison needle sticks me And I feel the rush of you into my veins But I can’t take the shakes I feel every time that I come down I need my fix and it’s gettin’ hard to breathe But we’ve been down that road too many times And you’re cravin’ me the way that I need you Though it’s time for you to go home and you don’t love me no… Pin me down and fill me up I need just a little taste of another dose from your cup Breathe you in - I’ll blow your mind And I promise I’ll quit usin’ you tomorrow I know that you’re no good for me But what’s good for me don’t feel as good as you Though it’s time for me to let go I just can’t say no Pin me down and fill me up I need just a little taste of another dose from your cup Breathe you in - I’ll blow your mind And I promise I’ll quit usin’ you tomorrow Pin me down and fill me up I need just a little, a little, a little, from your cup I’ll break you in I’ll wear you out and I promise I’ll quit usin’ you tomorrow Yeah I swear, I’ll quit usin’ you tomorrow… You’re Worth More *for Jamie* He has a certain knack for making you feel two feet tall Yet you insist that he’s the only reason you’re still standing up at all He likes to keep you locked in his gilded little cage To protect you from yourself and make sure his every command is obeyed And I can’t stand to watch you swallow the scraps he feeds you as you hold your nose Cause you’re worth more You’re worth more You’re worth more Don’t you know you’re worth more than that His compliments all slide from the back side of his hand Yet he pays just enough to keep you coming Running to comply with his demands And I can’t stand to watch you wallow, drowning in the drama that you chose Cause you’re worth more You’re worth more You’re worth more Don’t you know you’re worth more than that But I can see the day you set yourself free And I believe that one day you will see The strength I see in you Cause you’re worth more You’re worth more You’re worth more Don’t you know your worth Don’t you know you’re worth more than that Really Really Really *for Andrew* Silly grin stuck on my face Sponsored by your sweet embrace Now I know we’ve just met And no one knows where we might get I believe I believe I believe I believe everything is possible I believe I believe I believe I believe anything at all can happen in you there’s nothing to undo I really really really like you There’s magic in the air tonight You & me & candlelight When you gaze into my eyes All my dreams are realized I believe I believe I believe I believe everything is possible I believe I believe I believe I believe anything at all can happen in you there’s nothing to undo I really really really like you I treasure each moment we share No expectations yet still I dare to believe… in you there’s nothing to undo I really really really like you You’re Still With Me *for Wes* All that’s left of you is love You’re still with me every day I hold you in my heart and I give you away It hasn’t hit me that you’re gone I’ve been far too busy staying strong How can I believe All that’s left of you is love? Where has the rest of you gone? And what’s it like to feel so free? Are you floating in the clouds, watching over me? Resting in the earth, the ground supporting me? Rustling the leaves, whispering to me? We didn’t get to say goodbye But I still hear you all the time Such a mystery Now all that’s left of you is love Where has the rest of you gone? And what’s it like to feel so free? Are you skating on the moon, beaming down on me? Singing with the birds, serenading me? Harnessing the wind, drying my tears? Shut Your Mouth *for Mike, who never liked this song anyway* You say you wanna make time for me but tonight you have to work late And you say you wanna lose ten pounds while you butter the bread on your plate That cigarette you’re smoking is sure to be your last Oh but I can’t even count the times that you’ve quit in the past I’m tired of hearing you Why don’t you try something new? The ones who talk the loudest always have the least to say You claim I’ll be a household name if I sign on your dotted line And you claim that you’re the only game I can play to make my star shine Oh you’ve got big plans but you never follow through And the only one believing the hype that you create is you I’m tired of hearing you Why don’t you try something new? The ones who talk the loudest always have the least to say Shut your mouth and do something Promises they don’t impress me Talk is cheap and way too easy I prefer to wait and see The ones who talk the loudest always have the least to say Need More Time Weaving through traffic lanes Blood is pounding through my veins If I’m late just one more time I’ll be waiting in the unemployment line In-box papers overflow Blind ambition can’t say no Hunting for my holy grail Running always chasing my tail ‘Cuz the minutes and hours they slip away and still I need more time I try to keep up with each passing day and still I need more time Dishes piled three feet high The garbage screams to go outside Loads of laundry left undone Suddenly I’m overcome ‘Cuz the minutes and hours they slip away and still I need more time I try to keep up with each passing day and still I need more time Uphill battle to get where I’m going But there’s always something more I run myself ragged to prove I am worthy Isn’t there something more? I want more! It’s Up To Me Are you hangin’ on for dear life, are you squeezin’ your eyes shut tight? Are you resistin’ every hair-pin turn with all your might? Unwrap your hands from the safety bar Relax your grip or you won’t get far in this life I know how it feels to wanna let go It’s up to me How do you wanna ride? It’s up to me I’m gonna make me feel alright Are you holdin’ your tongue and waitin’ for your turn? And are you tyin’ your gut into knots as you silently burn? Sing out your truth - don’t play it down Step out of line and grab that crown with both hands I’ve gotta be brave and pave my own way It’s up to me How do you wanna ride? It’s up to me I’m gonna make me feel alright Are you sayin’ yes when you wanna say no? Are you workin’ overtime when it’s time to come home? You can blame your job, your industry But that won’t get you where you want to belong Stand up for yourself and say it out loud It’s up to me How do you wanna ride? It’s up to me I’m gonna make me feel alright Canned Hunt What is canned hunting? Let’s get the definition right: The cruel exploitation of wildlife Such a sweet pastoral scene (buried in the heartland) Green expanses deceiving (surrounded by the chain link) They feed me everything I need (to keep my coat shiny) Till they’re ready to receive (their guaranteed bounty) Ooh yeah Such a peaceful place and you’re paying to play Winner of the game Ooh yeah Born and raised in New York City (on the wrong side of the tracks) Confiscated when they found me (guarding a million dollar stash) Sold me into slavery (wannabe with a ring of fire) He got his kicks by whipping me (into a frenzy) Ooh yeah Turning all your tricks Beat down all the wild ones Master of the ring Ooh yeah For all your profits And all your progress Your technology Where’s your honor? Your compassion? Human decency? And how does my beauty provoke you To exploitation and degradation? And when will your cruelty choke you? Where’s your reverence? Where’s my justice? Beneath the jungle canopy (back in the homeland) Majestic creatures roaming free (predators instead of prey) They’ll live their lives out naturally (no bullet in the back) A coward’s trophy they won’t be (no that privilege lies with me) Such a good sport I’m home, home on the range where we aim to entertain Ooh yeah For all your profits And all your progress Your technology Where’s your honor? Your compassion? Simple decency? And how does my beauty provoke you To exploitation? Extermination? And when will your greed finally choke you? Where’s your reverence? Where’s the justice? CREDITS Produced by Seth Atkins Horan Recorded & Mixed by Seth Atkins Horan Assistant Engineering by Sam Edwards Additional Recording by Steve McDonald Guitar Gear Guru: Bob DeMarco Recorded at: Phantom Vox Studios, Hollywood CA, Nurviwop Studios, Camarillo CA, Mad Dog Studios, Burbank CA and SuperCatKingPin Studios, Sherman Oaks CA Mastered by Gavin Lurssen at Lurssen Mastering Assisted by Reuben Cohen Art Direction and Design: Gregg McBride Photography: Ray Gutierrez at Strange Beautiful Art Styling: Phyllis Toney Hair/Makeup: April Love Hair Cut/Color: Andi Scarbrough Cover Photo shot at Pasadena SPCA 1. All The Way (Ali Handal) Published by Rock Kitten Music (BMI) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars Tony Franklin – Bass Scot Coogan – Drums Seth Atkins Horan - Programming 2. My Sharona (Doug Fieger/Berton Averre) Published by Eighties Music (ASCAP)/Small Hill Music (ASCAP)/Wise Brothers (ASCAP) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars, B-3 Organ, Background Vocals Orlando Sims – Bass Christopher Allis – Drums Chris Pierce – Background Vocals 3. Pin Me Down (Ali Handal) Published by Alivibe (ASCAP) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars, Bass Rhodes Steve Aguilar – Wurlitzer, B-3 Organ Seth Atkins Horan – Bass Christopher Allis – Drums 4. You’re Worth More (Ali Handal/Austin Willacy) Published by Rock Kitten Music (BMI)/None More Black Music (BMI) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars, Bass Rhodes, Mini Moog Orlando Sims – Bass Christopher Allis – Drums 5. Really Really Really (Ali Handal/Michael Ryther) Published by Rock Kitten Music (BMI)/289 Music (ASCAP) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars Steve Aguilar – B-3 Organ, Thomas Organ, Mellotron Orlando Sims – Bass David Leach – Percussion, Brushes Seth Atkins Horan – Programming Chris Pierce – Background Vocals 6. You’re Still With Me (Ali Handal/a girl named jaen) Published by Rock Kitten Music (BMI)/Qua Qua Qua Music (ASCAP) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars, Bass Rhodes, Mini Moog Steve Aguilar – B-3 Organ, Capri Jr. Organ, Mellotron David Leach – Percussion Seth Atkins Horan – Programming Chris Pierce – Background Vocals 7. Shut Your Mouth (Ali Handal/a girl named jaen) Published by Rock Kitten Music (BMI)/Qua Qua Qua Music (ASCAP) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars Orlando Sims – Bass Christopher Allis – Drums 8. Need More Time (Ali Handal) Published by Alivibe (ASCAP) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars, Electric Sitar Steve Aguilar – B-3 Organ, Mellotron, Wurlitzer Orlando Sims – Bass Christopher Allis – Drums Seth Atkins Horan – Programming 9. It’s Up To Me (Ali Handal/Jay Gore) Published by Rock Kitten Music (BMI) /Jamgore Music (ASCAP) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars Steve Aguilar – B-3 Organ, Clavinet Orlando Sims – Bass Christopher Allis – Drums Seth Atkins Horan – Programming 10. Canned Hunt (Ali Handal/Jamie Green/Jay Gore) Published by Rock Kitten Music (BMI)/SoulScream Music (ASCAP)/Jamgore Music (ASCAP) Ali Handal – Vocals, Guitars, Electric Sitar Orlando Sims – Bass Christopher Allis – Drums George Leger III - Programming Voiceover Used With Permission, Courtesy of Campaign Against Canned Hunting www.CannedLion.org © (p) 2010 Dessert First Records