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Friday night with the elephant man: Freak just wants to have fun. Says, “I don’t know when the pain will end, But I guess I’m not the only one.” Friday night with the desperate man: Can’t turn his face up to the sun. Says, “I don’t know what the end will bring, But I’ll lie back now and let it be done.”
No heav'nly scales to set things right No final judge of awesome might No realm above and none below And yet you still reap what you sow Don't look for shelter from the skies Or put your faith in cleric lies It's best to stick with what you know That you will still reap what you sow Ev'rybody pays a price For ev'rything they do Ev'rywhere they go Ev'ryday
You’ve got the house that looks like a magazine spread, And the job that pays like crime. You’ve got the grand ideas busting out of your head, And the manner so sublime, But you don’t have me. You don’t have me. You don’t have me. You’ve got detailed plans to conquer the world, And the will to make them real. Much too impatient to watch grit turn to pearl, So you’ll take what you can steal. But you can’t take me, You can’t take me, You don’t have me. Just for a moment you were tender and real, And through your eyes, the light was true. But you preferred to mock the way that you feel, And concentrate on well-to-do. It hardly matters now—it was so long ago— You were young and anxious—what did you know. And no one told you things just go how they go. You tried to run your life like some dog and phony show. But you couldn’t run me, You can’t run me, You don’t have me.
Memoir 05:05
“Utter lies,” she demanded. Tell me what I want to hear. Let the others be reprimanded. Here you have nothing to fear. I don’t want something as simple, As to know what’s really real. Just the beautiful story That won’t complicate how I feel. “It’s no use,” she explained, “yearning for the thing that’s true. We all see what we want to see, And do what we want to do. I once tried to discover What there lies behind the veil. But compared to the fiction, the facts are awfully pale. Compared to the fiction, the facts are awfully pale.”
Your Silence 02:45
You answered my question, with silence, Silence that fills the room we share. It’s like a kind of soundless violence, your silence. It poisons the air. Cross the floor, out the door, I’ll come back here no more. For I cannot abide your silence, The bitter truth it hides from me. Turn away, not a word to say. I can’t see any other way. For although you sit inside your silence, The bitter truth screams out to me.
Under Water 04:20
Come live with me in our underwater world We'll watch the tides unfurl We'll float and we'll hover We'lll dissolve like the air Come live with my out beyond the shore Panic no more We'll glide with the creatures They won't notice we're there
Let forces of misrule Sweep away the day. Let chaos and calamity Go outside to play. Let drama kings and drama queens Court doubt and disarray. I’ll stay at home with you. Let the world outside Do its screwed-up thing. Let others seek comfort In shopping sprees and lunch-hour flings. I don’t need anything But what the quiet hours bring When I’m at home with you. If there comes a time When I think to fly Just remind me of the Long days gone by The silent moments The murmured sighs When I’m at home with you.
The winter sun blinds without warming like the cold, hungry way you look in my eyes I am the one comes loose from my moorings I am lost in the glare of your ecstatic lies Oh how I dream of a love like high summer So steady and strong and complete But now I live like a prisoner of empty thrills Your glacial touch--my defeat
Sleep 04:11
I’m wide awake. Thoughts billow like flame. Night bleeds into day, All hours the same. Teach me to sleep. Teach me to sleep. Cradle me down Into my deep. The world spins out. Dark echoes appear. My skin won’t cool. My mind won’t clear. What keeps me pinned, just lying here? Teach me to sleep. Teach me to sleep. Cradle me down Into my deep.


I was writing a novel but kept getting stuck. Procrastinated at the piano, playing and singing old show tunes and standards—a return to childhood obsession. I got curious about jazz improvisation; then I got avid. Time passed. Piano lessons and college music courses led to jam sessions and gigs, and eventually to professional work on the local wedding/cocktail hour circuit. I stopped struggling with the novel and started composing songs instead—JAZZish but flavored with folk rock funk acoustic—little five-minute fictions that rhyme. Then I booked studio time and found hotshot friends to accompany my vocals/piano/synth: FRANK RUSSO drums/percussion AMY SHOOK bass/violin/viola JIM MCFALLS trombone TOM WILLIAMS trumpet/flugelhorn DANI CORTAZA acoustic guitar CHRIS KENNEDY electric guitar. With brilliant band-mates like these, who’d want to stay home and wrestle the taunting blank page?


released April 15, 2007

Arranged and produced by Sandy Asirvatham. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Fred Hughes (www.fredhughes.com). Frank Russo plays, exclusively, Maryland Drums, Bosphorus Cymbals, and Vic Firth Sticks. Jim McFalls plays, exclusively, Antoine Courtois trombones. Tom Williams plays Lawler Custom Trumpets. Frank Russo and Amy Shook co-lead the Shook/Russo Quartet appearing on Summit Records. Check it out!

Photography: © 2007 Brian J. Berman/Rocktography Visuals Inc. (www.brianjberman.com). CD graphics by [INSERT YOUR NAME HERE] of the Oasis Platinum Design Group, Oasis CD Manufacturing. Logo design by Rob Bennett, RB Brand+Design, Baltimore MD.

© 2007 Sandy Asirvatham, all rights reserved. [logo TK:] JAZZGRRL MUSIC


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"Caustic rock diva" says SPLICE TODAY. Um, thanks? Sandhya/Sandy Asirvatham is a thinker and award-winning creative nomad. Always finding wit and joy in the darkness. Throwback to the all-around rock/pop artist. INNOCENT MONSTER hailed by Rolling Stone as a "soaring rock album" that "balances darkness and mirth."

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