Thursday, September 12, 2019

Yes I know, it's been a while. Life certainly gets in the way. Daughter now in her second year of college in NYC, been to Italy twice....and so much more. But hey, you have to live. 


I've been working on new song lyrics which are far from finished, but I'm posting the meager drafts that will hopefully encourage me to get my butt in gear and turn them into proper songs. 


And yes, I did find a guitar player that is just lovely. 



Wanna be my friend
Gotta catch me—run
I follow a cloud
Under midnight sun

Somewhere in the distance
Attention turned around
Where am I’m going
Can you slow me down?

With a slip of a tongue
And a bottle of rum
Well meet in the courtyard
Under sleepy sun

You and me
And a bottle of rum
We dance in the courtyard
Till moonlight comes



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Sally was laughing
She had a very fine day
She gave at wink to the postman
Then threw her mail away

And the people that you meet
When you passing down the street
Tips their hats and walk away

It’s all good she said
Waving her hand


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There was a man
Who kept all his gold in a can
He wandered around
With his head looking down

He can’t seem to find his
He can’t seem to find his way home

He was in love
He hid it inside of his head
It spun him around
His feet left the ground

He can’t seem to find his
He can’t seem to find his way down

Tick tock
The clock is broken
The clock is broken
And time has been stolen again

We pull the record off
The needle shrieks
And silence resounds
Yet again


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Everything’s better together
But sometimes you need to be alone

And it’s okay
I have a feeling
All okay
The calm is soothing

When you get you that perfect flight
And you figure out was working right

I’ll take the early bird
No need to check in

I can book on the fly

Sunday, August 27, 2017

Lovers - Song Lyrics from the 90s - Marion Daze

This is a Marion Daze song that we never recorded as a demo. I'm not sure why as I like it. We were really hard on ourselves and we had no guidance. Maybe we just didn't think it was worthy. Our music surfaced when grunge was just taking off and we were different for the time we were living in. In the early 90s, internet didn't exist. There was no streaming service and email was debuting as the new way to communicate. And you really needed a record deal to make a good record. Those were hard to come by then. It's too bad Marion Daze didn't stick around as I think our songs would have gotten better and better. Maybe there is hope for a reunion?

Marion Daze - Live Somewhere on Bleecker Street at 13:10

Lovers
By Julie Gengo/Ohad Varsano


We are only lovers
Holding our breath
We are only lovers
Consumed by innocence

We are only lovers
In revolving unrest
We are only lovers
Holding our breath

Diving in
With my hair down
The sound of waves
In the background
La dolce dolce
Far Niente
Mystery ends
With the laughter
And the rain
The rain.....

Bop bop bop bop
oh whoa whoa whoa whoa wah
Bop bop bop bop
oh whoa whoa whoa whoa wah
Bop bop bop bop
oh whoa whoa whoa whoa ah

Young and restless
Full moon in view
Count the beats
Between the two
The measure
Never lies to you
Slip down through
There's nothing
Left to do
To do
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa

Diving in
With my hair down
The sound of waves
In the background
La dolce dolce
Far Niente
Slip down through
There's nothing
Left to do
To do
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa

We are
Only lovers
We are only lovers
Only lovers
Holding our breath

Friday, August 25, 2017

Frankly - New Lyrics from 2017

New lyrics inspired by love or the lack there of. People you meet are strange. You think they know what they want, and then they flee before you turn your back. They tease you and tease you for what? Attention? Neediness?  But then the real thing comes around but you still wonder why? Has it happened to you? There is a melody to this but I still need a guitar player partner. Know anyone who wants to help me get the right sound to these words? Hit me up, please. Of course, this is a draft that will probably morph into something quite different. It's written with a sense of humor so it's okay to smile....



Frankly
By Julie Gengo

You're not interested in me
I understand
But quite frankly
I don't give a damn

A story that I knew
Not so long ago
I count my blessings
In a row

From Shakespeare's
Rose
To a William's kiss
In Patterson
Waterfalls on lips

You're not interested in me
I understand
And quite frankly
I don't give a damn

The world is turning
a round and
upside down
But you follow me
To the edge of town

I gave you everything
I had to give
You call my name
In a whisper kiss

You loved me for a moment
That I know
You stumble now
But can't let go

What is love?
Is it for the birds?
They come and go
Without any words
Just sweet songs to allure
They catch their mates
They're on their way
And for them 
That's okay
But for me
I wanted you to stay

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Knock Knock - Song Lyrics from the 90s

When Marion Daze was performing live, we usually opened up with this song. It had a good hook and the energy level was right. The song was about living in the East Village of New York and encountering all the people that lived on the street. This is still very relevant in a nation with so much money......San Francisco and Oakland are experiencing the impact of a housing shortage I believe caused by the greedy banks that cheated people and caused real estate to soar. A problem indeed. Thousands of people are living on the streets along the boulevards and under bridges and highways often surrounded by garbage. What is the solution? 

Knock Knock - Live at CBGBs Marion Daze


Knock Knock

By Julie Gengo / Ohad Varsano

Running around
In a frazzled world
Past the man
With his potions unfurled
He knows where hes going
He knows how to pay
His secrets are tokens
In a non transferable way

He lives in a shell
Knock knock
Is the living well
I don't know why
I can't get to him

He lives in a shell
Knock knock
It's a living hell
I don't know why
I can't get to him

Traveling by night
In a fragile world
Pass the woman
Whose reading the words
Be kind to your neighbors
Don't tread on their hands
They live in the cracks
Of this bountiful land

She lives in a shell
Knock knock
Is the living well?
I don't know why
I can't get to her

She lives in a shell
Knock knock
It's a living hell
I don't know why
I can't get to her

Take my hand
I will lead you through
Down the 
The corridor
To the big black room

If you take my hand
I will lead you through
Down the
The corridor
To the big black room

La la lum
la la la la la la la la lum.....



Saturday, July 1, 2017

Warm Blood - New Lyrics from 2017

OK sometimes you hear a note and the words just flow. Then you have to sit down and make them work somehow. But you have a tune and you can sing it, so that's a good start. Here is what has emerged thus far. Still searching for that elusive guitar player to turn this into something solid. A work in progress. Since the days are longer this time of year, there seems to be more time to do it all. 

Warm Blood
Lyrics/vocal melody 
by Julie Gengo 

I can see you in the dark
Haven't changed despite what's reeling
All the mortals void of feeling
Like the man 
On top

In a cavalcade of fear
Like the handle that won't open 
What's behind the feathered fortune
All alone 
In the dark

Warm blood
In the river
Wash my hands
The stains linger
Warm blood
In the river

Oh the pain that was forsaken
Knowing he is in the distance
A ghost that follows with persistence
All alone
In the dark 

Warm blood
In the river
Wash my hands
The stains linger
Warm blood
In the river

I can see it in your eyes
Sorry can't find it's feeling
Like a desperado steeling
All the souls 
The last drop 

Warm blood
In the river
Wash my hands
The stains linger
Warm blood
In the river

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Reflex Imagery - New Lyrics from 2017

Okay so this is how it works. You gather words in a format that resembles a song. You may have a melody in mind. You can hear it in your head and sing it, but it really needs that someone that can play the amazing musical enhancements. When you work together, the words may be switched around, spaced out or scrapped altogether. We will just have to see what happens. Exciting times. Did I tell you that I want to make a record? 


Reflex Imagery
By Julie Gengo 

Just when she thought 
She was firmly planted on the ground
The wind came in 
And swooped her out of town

It does that
It's got a mind of it's own
Bitter sweet poetry
Enough to roam 
All alone 

Reflex imagery  
It felt 
Like a blinding light 
Give it all to me
The comfort you feel at night 

She moved like a dance
The willows and the rumbling sound
But the wind came in 
And swooped her out of town

A mystery 
That remains unknown 
Bittersweet poetry 
Enough to roam 
All alone

Reflex imagery 
It felt 
Like a blinding light 
Give it all to me
The comfort you feel at night 

Bitter sweet town
It left you standing there
Shuffle around
The corner
Seems to bare

Reflex imagery 
It felt 
Like a blinding light 
Give it all to me
The comfort you feel at night 




Saturday, May 6, 2017

Fly By Night - Song Lyrics from the 90s

I wrote this song walking down the street and after watching the first Gulf war unfold on the television the night before. I was still in shock as to how the major networks portrayed the situation. They were calling the bombing that we could see in the background "awesome" and "spectacular;" words that I had associated and still do with occurrences that are good and happy. The glamorizing of war was repulsive to me and I never forgot that. I used to walk from my office, which at the time was close to Central Park. I lived in the East Village on 13th street right around the corner from the original Kiehl's shop. Pretty cool right?  I would walk down Broadway and listen to music on my Walkman, remember those? I remember being on 23rd street, passing the Flatiron Building in the neighborhood of Gramercy Park when I wrote this. It was a lovely walk, especially during the spring; a nice contrast to what was happening on the other side of the world. 


Fly By Night

By Julie Gengo/Ohad Varsano

Fly by night
Attack in the air
What does it all amount to?
Are you scared?

Danger zone 
All around 
Vision 
In my eyes

Will they ever 
Stop this nonsense 
Compromise

A common candle burns at both ends
Will it ever end?
Will it ever end?

A common candle burns at both ends
Will it ever end?
Will it ever end?

I saw a crowd 
Of people standing 
In the square

I turned around 
I stopped and stared

Desperation
Not knowing 
What to say

I turned up the volume
And walked away

But that doesn't mean
That I don't care
I'm just afraid

A common candle burns at both ends
Will it ever end?
Will it ever end?

A common candle burns at both ends
Will it ever end?
Will it ever end?

But that doesn't mean
That I don't care
I'm just afraid
I'm just afraid
I'm just afraid

But that doesn't mean
That I don't care
I'm just afraid
I'm just afraid
I'm just afraid