all words and music by Bob
Rogers @2002 All Rights
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Lyrics
1. Sweet Angelina 4:49
(The call of the road is strong. While spreading our brand of aloha
across the globe is our goal, it's always great to get back home to
the comforting arms of the islands.)
Sweet Angelina,
Wont you take me home, wrap me in your warm tender arms,
Past the statue of Jesus and the blue neon lights.
We dined on mango margaritas, ate lobsters as they fell from the sky.
Sweet Josey of New York City
The patron saint of my troubles, the cure for my wandering ways.
youre the woman who loves me, as I trip on my brain,
Stumblin, falling in love with you twice, twice in one day.
Why do you cry when I just have to go,
You know that I was born to fly.
Sweet Henrietta
Wont you tell me of your Euro days and the things you have seen.
Would you pardon me maam, I think my ride is here,
Ive got a window seat on a song and its sunny and clear.
She said, Hoop, hoop, hoop, Charlie, wont you come home.
She said, Hoop, hoop, hoop, Charlie,
wont you come home.
Why do you cry when I just have to go,
You know that I was born to fly.
Sweet Ululani,
My island girl whos there when the road makes me feel weary.
Youll always be there for me, on these tropical shores,
As we walk hand and hand, I hear the oceans deafening roar.
She said, Hoop, hoop, hoop, Charlie, its good to have you
home.
She said, Hoop, hoop, hoop, Charlie,
its good to have you home.
- ny city wah & ipu, frank
- mandolin, curtis vanderloop
- nylon slack key & synth horns, bob
- bow bow vocals, brudda pat kearns
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Behind The Music:
This song took almost a year to write which
was kind of unusual. Melody first, then the lyrics. Here's a little
inside joke. All the women's names used to references different parts
of the world are the middle names of the my sisters, mother, and a combo
of my daughter and wife, the women in my life. Take a guess at what
my middle name is.
Most songs have a link to reality.
Here's a link
to Sweet Angelina's 1st Verse and a trip to Mexico. Hit back button
to return.
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2.
What a Wonderful Day!
3:45
(Aloha and welcome to our home town of Kailua
on the Island of Oahu which has one of the most beautiful beaches in
the world (it actually gets rated 1 or 2 every year). On a hot, gorgeous
summer day we took some visitors who had never seen the ocean down to
our little bay. They were just stunned. The next day, this song was
written.)
What a wonderful day!
With the sun shining on my face,
Ill take you down to my sandy shores.
down to Kailua Bay.
What a wonderful day!
Where we watch the children play,
building castles in the sand,
down on Kailua Bay.
We see the sails in the wind,
blue Hawaiian skies,
I remember your first time,
I saw the sparkles in your eyes.
What a wonderful day!
Sipping mango tea in the shade
Ill let the ocean touch my toes,
down in Kailua Bay.
Shadoop, doobee, etc.
We see the sails in the wind,
blue Hawaiian skies,
I remember your first time,
I saw the sparkles in your eyes.
What a wonderful day!
What more can this poor boy say?
Ill want to take you to my home town,
down to Kailua Bay.
What a wonderful, wonderful day,
here in Hawai`i Nei.
- clarinet, gabe baltazar
- trombone, brien matson
- trumpet, rick broadwell
- ukulele, frank
- nylon string guitar, bob
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Behind the Music:
Our first CD, TWO WATERS contained many personable and introspective
songs, with quite a few reflecting about family. After it was released,
a certain reviewer in Honolulu commented that the album was a bit somber
and moody. Well John B, What a Wonderful Day! is for you. Special
thanks to Hawaii's finest jazz horn section for being apart of this
CD.
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3.
All About Love 4:17
( It's all about what it takes to make it through
the many years of a relationship. This for the love of my live, Barbara
Ann, my best friend and wife of 30 years. Thanks for putting up with
me, sweetheart.)
Its all about two kids, we were both so young.
But we needed love. Its in the songs we sung.
Its all about hurt, in the scars of our past.
And how we look to each other,
to wipe away the shadows cast. Wipe away the pain.
Its all about heartaches,
crying in your sleep.
Oh, when youre hurting so bad,
into my arms you leap. Being there for you.
Its all about love, its all about
the heart.
Its all about the hopes we have,
that never fall apart.
Its all about life, the hours in the day.
Its all about dreams, that never slip away.
Its all about friends, how we understand.
When the times are tough,
how we meet them hand in hand.
Its all about forgiveness, for our human side.
and its all about respect , having never lied.
Its all about trust.
Its all about love,
.(Chorus)
Its all about passion,
when I stare into your eyes.
when I hold you in my arms,
underneath the starry skies.
When were all alone. Its all about love
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Behind
the Music:
All About Love was suppose to be on the first CD. We actually recorded
three different versions of it. I'm glad we took our time with it.
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4.
Sands of Silver and Gold 3:34
(Back in days of innocence, we'd spent our high
school years surfing off of Waikiki, taking moon lit walks along the
beach with our honeys, hearing the romantic sounds of the Surfers and
the Ali`is cascade from the hotels on our famous Hawai`i beach)
Where is my paradise,
now that youre gone,
Where are those haunting eyes?
You were the one, for me.
I miss your hula hands
that sang and danced for me,
Your caress in the night,
under that palm tree, swaying.
Ooo, Waikiki,
where I first met you.
Sands of Silver and Gold.
Take me back to paradise
to my sandy shores.
Where we surfed the rolling waves.
Sun shining every day.
Ooo, Waikiki.
Where is my paradise,
Now that youre gone,
Where are those haunting eyes?
You were the one, for me.
Ooo, Waikiki,
where I first met you.
Sands of Silver and Gold.
- vibes, noel okimoto
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Behind the Music:
Our intent was to include many musical styles on this album. Here's
a song that takes us back to the Hapa Haole styles of the 50-60s. Remembering
the Surfers, Don Ho and the Aliis, Martin Denny, Arthur Lyman, Alfred
Apaka and many more. We'd like to thank "Noodles" Okimoto
on vibes for helping make this happen.
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5.
Island Rendezvous 3:12
(We'll send this one out to all the visitors
to our islands. Just a simple little song about meeting your baby at
a secret spot for a romantic island interlude.)
Bobby Joe:
I wanna put on my ol puka pants,
and head on down to the sea.
Spend my days catching all them rays,
on the shores of Waikiki.
Frankie Joe:
And if by chance we should meet,
as you walk along the shore.
Ill offer you a flower lei,
and a song for evermore.
Meet me down by the ocean side
where the waters are so blue.
Weve got a date in paradise,
a little island rendezvous.
The Joe Brothers:
I wanna take you down to Hanauma Bay,
where the fishies go swimming by,
where the mynah bird sings his sweet melody,
as he sails through the tropical sky.
I wanna see you in a hula skirt,
as you wiggle to and fro
you can shake them coconuts,
while I pound on my old bongos.
Bob, Frank and Babs Joe:
I wanna love you in the moonlight,
as it sparkles in your eyes,
I wanna kiss you in a thousand ways,
my sweet bird of paradise.
Meet me down by the ocean side,
where the waters are so blue.
Weve got a date in paradise,
a little island rendezvous.
do-ya, do-ya rendezvous
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Behind the Music:
cisuM eht dniheB
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6.
Light Of The Moon 4:15
(This is my little musical "sticky"
that remind me that we should keep seeking out our dreams, despite the
hurdles the might come our way. Life is short, enjoy it, you deserve
it.)
I left you lonely in a crowded room
where the girls dance slowly two by two.
I thought youd curl up and just fade away,
leaving me free to wonder in this tomb.
Why do you run from the light of the moon
as it shines in your eyes?
Where do you run, when theres no place to go,
Why do you hide, when I talk to you?
Why dont you kick off those wandering shoes,
lay your head under that waterfall.
Let it spill through your long silky hair,
flowing down your face along the lines that scrawl.
You deserve much more than this,
Why, youve been down and surely missed.
It seems youd make a good candidate,
I only hope you can relate
to the passing of the moon beams
as they glimmer in your eyes.
Why do you run from the light of the moon
as it shines in your eyes?
Where do you run, when theres no place to go?
Why do you hide, when I talk to you?
Why do you hide, when I talk to you?
Why do you hide from the Moon?
piano - mitchell fukumoto
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Behind the Music:
One of the focuses of this song was to let the musicians kick it up
a bit. We tried to combine some jazz influences with some of our rock
backgrounds. A straight snare with a groovin bass line, horn vocals,
mixed with a little introspective exploration. Guest pianist Mitchell
Fukumoto raised his eyebrows as we took him to Another Side of Joe.
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7.
Haupia 4:16
(The story is true. The names have been changed
to protect the innocent.)
Im a little coconut in a coconut tree,
swinging with my friends
in the tropical breeze. hanging with my boys,
sometimes we dance the hula.
One day while I was swinging in that coconut tree.
Along came a wind and I fell into the sea.
It was the ocean, I was surfing them swells.
I knew I was drifting to the land of LA
Where the ripe young coconuts usually play,
But I landed on the beach, at this pink hotel,
and there were women, girls in bikinis.
(itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny, yellow polka dot bikini)
Well I am just a coconut,
and I couldnt do much,
So I worked on my tan till it was time for lunch.
Then along came this girl,
she had the smell of Pikake.
She dusted me off, stuck me in her backpack
went up to her suite, in that little grass shack.
Was this Hollywood, was I in the movies?
So I sat there impatient on the twenty-fifth floor
the tourists were cooking down on the sandy shore.
but where were my fans,
where was my limo?
then I realized, this wasnt California.
(Humu humu nuku nuku apuaa)
Im a little coconut, I was falling far,
I guess I wasnt going to be that rock and roll star,
Cause now Im coconut pudding.
So when youre at the luau eating poki and poi,
will you remember this coconut boy?
You never know when Im might see ya,
Cause me and my sugar, were sweet Hau-pi-a.
Sweet, Sweet,Sweet, Haupia.
- slide guitar, slippery frank
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Mama
Joe's Favorite Haupia Recipe
6 qts. ...Coconut milk, non-frozen,
non-condensed.
4 cups....White sugar
1 lb. box....Cornstarch
Directions
1. Mix up all da stuffs in one pot.
2. Stir constantly over low heat until da bugga is so thick da spoon
can stand up straight. (around 40 min.)
3. Let 'em continue simmering for about 5 more minutes.
4. Next, pour da bugga into 'tree' (3), 9 x 13 inch pans.
5. Ok, den, go watch Oprah while you let it cool slowly. Keep away from
a direct breeze to prevent cracking.
6. Put in the ice box when slightly warm. Serve chilled.
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8.
Middle Of The Ocean 4:39
(Welcome to this little club on the out skirts
of Honolulu. It's a little local dive with a grass thatched roof and
tiki torches guarding the bamboo door. "Come on in" says your
host for the evening as she seats you at a table under old 64' Hobie
surfboard hanging from the open rafters. Hub caps, green Aloha license
plates and 25 years of dust line the wall behind us. "Got any live
music?" we ask. She points to the stage. "Put a quarter in
the box, bruddah and press B16." Lurking in the shadows we see
the beast of non conformity, chains around his neck, duck tape across
his lips waiting for his turn in the spot light.)
Stuck in the middle, middle of the ocean,
on an island surrounded by coconut rum.
Stranded in a prison, with only one window
A little club on the outskirts of Tedium.
The scene it was, unbelievable,
velvet paintings hung from my cell.
They had the likeness of Don Ho and Elvis,
the jukebox sang about some LA Hotel.
And thats why, Im singing you this song.
And thats why, the band plays along.
Stuck in the middle of the ocean.
I watched the flowers, as they slowly wilted,
under the rays of a Jamaican sun.
Everything seems to just stay the same,
nothing changes,no one chooses to run.
And thats why, Im singing you this song.
And thats why, the band plays along.
Stuck in the middle of the ocean.
So here I am, stuck in the middle,
and Ive got music going around in my head.
Ive got so many things I need to tell you,
its all this stuff thats never been said.
Read between the lines.
We shall lay the seeds.
Who will follow their dream,
or will you still be,
stuck in the middle of the ocean.
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Behind the Music:
This was written after years playing in venues around town dominated
with cover tunes. Been there, done that. We do something a little different.
Original music, all created right here in the islands.
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9.
Hey 4:28
(Bill and whats-her-name were in love for many
years. After time, things started to turn sour. She was a bit too sensitive,
he hadn't a clue. Humm, love and relationships, go figure)
Where were you when when I needed love?
Where were you when I was so lonely,
where were you when I needed love?
Hey, I remember love like it was yesterday,
when the scent of you carried me away,
We used to share the news across our morning cup of tea,
Hey, now were strangers flashed across the midnight screen.
So hey, I was wondering if I misused your affection.
causing you to wander away from my direction.
It was clear that things were not same between you and me
Hey, its possible theres just too much emotional chemistry.
Hey, where were you
when I needed love?
Where were you when I was so lonely,
where were you when I needed love?
So, hey, I called you late last night just to break the ice.
We were the only two people at home, and that was nice.
You said Hi, its me and I said Hey, thats
so cool.
You said, Stop calling me Hey, my name is Charlotte, you fool.
You said, Stop calling me Hey, my name is Charlotte, you fool.
Hey, where were you when I needed love?
Where were you when I was so lonely,
where were you when I needed love?
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Behind the Music:
Originally Frank laid down a sexy Barry White voice-over during the
solo saying, "Hey baby,... I really love you. Your the woman of
my dreams." In the background, we had a cat and dog fighting ferociously.
It was really wild. Last minute we cut it from the track as we were
concerned about animal rights activist boycotting our music and throwing
red paint on our fur line swim shorts.
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10.
Evolution Of Joe 5:02
(I climbed to a hilltop overlooking my hometown
of Kailua and our little community of Coconut Grove and made a startling
observation.)
There aint no mo coconuts in Coconut
Grove,
No mo sugar on the sugar cane road,
No mo sand where the concrete grows.
and there aint no coconuts in Coconut Grove.
There aint no Frankie in Frankies Drive-in,
No more flippin burgers for the population.
Things have got to change, its called evolution,
And there aint no Frankie in Frankies Drive-in.
Theres no Joey in Coconut Joe,
Hes a young boy I met a long time ago.
Playing his uke under a coconut tree,
Singing Maunawela Boy in the key of C.
No more coconuts in Coconut Grove
There aint no coconuts in Coconut Grove,
No mo sugar on the sugar cane road
No MO sand where the concrete grows.
and there aint no coconuts in Coconut Grove.
No more coconuts in Coconut Grove.
- organ, eric peterson
- drums, michael rogers
- bongos and percussion, bob
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Behind the Music:
My intention was to create a song around the thought that change is
good and you should embrace it and help sculpt it. The second verse
pays a little tribute to Frankie's Drive In in Waimanalo that closed
it doors a couple years ago after being a landmark for so many years.
This one is dedicated to Frank's dad, Frank Kam Sr. who passed away
last year, owner and proprietor of Frankie's Drive In and many other
Hawai`i businesses. Like What a Wonderful Day, the third verse
was inspired by a review of our first CD and another startling observation.
Musically, we were just looking for an acoustic jam song for our live
gigs.
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