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Decidedly dark, deep tracks. Solid writing, recording and production. Influenced by Roger Waters, Tom Waits, Donald Fagen, Ian Hunter, Dizzy Gillespie, Django Reinhardt, The Beatles, and so many others. No love songs, no politics. A bit of a manifesto...a document for anyone who cares.

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released January 23, 2013

Jonathan Pearlman, Jaron Pearlman, Will Mitchell, Justin Ray, Jacob Rodriguez, Kate Barber

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Alien Music Club Asheville

Alien Music Club is essentially an on-going studio project conceived and produced by Jonathan Pearlman (JP) of Asheville, NC. JP’s influences are far-reaching, absorbing Lennon/McCartney, Hendrix, Clapton, Frank Zappa, Tom Waits, Roger Waters, David Gilmour, Donald Fagen, Ian Hunter, Joni Mitchell, Jeff Beck, Wes Montgomery, Horace Silver, Charles Mingus, Paul Simon & Todd Rungren, among others. ... more

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Track Name: Beam Me Up Scotty
Most of what I believe I could never prove
Truth is much stranger than fiction
Time is a corridor, a gallery of rooms
One door closes, one door opens

So when did I get so jaded, cynical as I am
And why am I out here hanging
Like a stranger in my native land
Maybe my alienation is all right

Beam me up Scotty, no intelligent life
Beam me up Scotty, they're all out of their minds
Beam me up Scotty, no intelligent life
Beam me up Scotty, they're all out of their freaking minds

Most of what I believed was a fairy tale
Only black & white, no shades of grey
But no one can tell you this…find out on your own
Usually in rude & late awakenings

So why have the visions faded, ending like a sorry song
Leaving me standing naked and freezing at the crack of dawn
Maybe my expectations were all wrong...

Beam me up Scotty, no intelligent life
Beam me up Scotty, they're all out of their minds
Beam me up Scotty, no intelligent life
Beam me up Scotty, they're all out of their fucking minds
Track Name: Jesus Was An Alien
Tequila worm livin' inside my head
tiny little dungeon of the living dead
telephone ringin' like a broken thing
Jesus was an alien

Magpie epigram late in June
stone cold sober, blood red moon
preachin' to the choir it's a 13 thing
Jesus was an alien

Gotta be a reason or so they say
everything's never gonna be okay
long time comin' the clock won't stop
you can hear a pin drop

Lyin' on eleven on a cocaine line
cyber sex soldier said it's party time
thank you mr. obvious i get this thing
Jesus was an alien

Silicone hooker, chinese monk
strolling thru the graveyard two time drunk
pushin' up daisies with bowling pin
Jesus was an alien

God plays chess with the holy ghost
raises up a glass to make a little toast
kill a million people it's a crazy thing
Jesus was an alien

Gotta be a reason or so they say
everything's never gonna be okay
long time comin' the clock won't stop
you can hear a pin drop

Mama in a coma near a cobra tree
methadone clinic refugee
screaming like a banshee wolverine
Jesus was an alien

Daddy took a big hit coughed it up
cryin' in a corner like a little whipped pup
kill the baby hitler it's a family thing
Jesus was an alien
Track Name: Who Are The Jazz Police?
They see you when you're being bad
They watch you when you're sleeping
Their phantom power drives you mad
Who are the Jazz Police?
They know exactly what you said
that day when you were freaking
they keep it buried 'til you're dead
Who are the Jazz Police?

Chorus:
wanna be; gotta be; gonna be; outta be
that's the way it plays
coulda been; shoulda been; maybe then I woulda been
typical these days
wanna be; gotta be; gonna be; outta be
that's the way (and so) it goes
coulda been; shoulda been; maybe then I woulda been
one more to expose

you think you're pure as driven snow
a common misconception
stalin was simpatico
Who are the Jazz Police?
you're out of sight & out of mind
at least that's your perception
never know what they will find
Who are the Jazz Police?

Chorus:
wanna be; gotta be; gonna be; outta be
that's the way it plays
coulda been; shoulda been; maybe then I woulda been
typical these days
wanna be; gotta be; gonna be; outta be
that's the way (and so) it goes
coulda been; shoulda been; maybe then I woulda been
one more to expose

Bridge:
wake up; take a breath
is there really life after death?
pay attention to the jazz police
wake up; they're at the door
this is difficult to ignore
pay attention to the jazz police
wake up; you're outta time
another life on the line
pledge allegiance to the jazz police

They see you when you're being good
They watch you when you're working
They live here in your neighborhood
Who are the Jazz Police?
They know exactly where you go
there is no sense in hiding
they dig you like a little bro
Who are the Jazz Police?
They see you when you're being bad
They watch you when you're sleeping
Their phantom power drives you mad
Who are the Jazz Police?
Track Name: K.O.
I dropped a tab of nasty acid in '69 the summer of love
and in my bag a couple of ludes,
some uppers & a couple of buds
Got on plane headed to London
I didn't even wanna go
No escape for love or money
Gotta be completely K.O.

Talked myself into exhaustion
Watched a hundred movies or more
Chicago playing a million repetitions of 25 or 6 to 4

I swear I never felt this crazy before
Help Me Jesus

I outta have my head examined
tripping with my family
Head full of acid on a 747
what's to become of me
Catching up to meet the sunrise
Kaleidoscopic, colorful sky
Could not speak when I finally peaked
All I could do was cry

Lunged into the lavatory, staring at the mutating glass
Waiting in fear for the knock on the door
Customs man be kicking my ass
Frantically flushing all the goodies
Please help me jesus off the floor
Sweating bullets & the clock won't move
I swear I'll never do it no more
Track Name: Loopy Lucy
She slithered inside the way she did a million times before
She didn't say a word as she sunk down on my floor
Loopy Lucy tell me where do you belong
Loopy Lucy ain't it time you run on home

Alien girl I believe you're one of them
treading on my dreams with your hobnail boots again
Loopy Lucy tell me where do you belong
Loopy Lucy ain't it time you run on home

No one is an island & we reap just what we sow
You take it to the limit then you're losing everyone you know
Loopy Lucy tell me where do you belong
Loopy Lucy ain't it time you run on home
Track Name: Ways To Die
Doctor won’t you help me please
There must be something wrong with me
Unpleasant dreams & horrible thoughts
I seem to be obsessed with these

Ghoulie ghouls & goblins too
Are lurking underneath my bed
Zombies drool & skeletons rule
Can’t get these creatures out of my head
These ways to die

Fall out of bed & hit your head
There’s heat asphyxiation
Asian flu, hypothermia too
smoke inhalation

a snake could bite, a bee could sting
you could be allergic to it
lose your balance on the stairs
and say bye-bye

spread your wings and fly away
(it’s what you gotta do)
take that one-way ticket home
(going ho-oo-oh-oo-oh-oo-ome)

a rabid dog could bite your leg
there could be a cataclysm
a parasite from spoiled food
could give you botulism

if the aliens came they could change your name
and confiscate your body
your heart could explode, your brain implode
these ways to die

a lighting strike could electrify
you could be caught in a fire
you could see a ghost & have a stroke
maybe just wanna get a little higher

beaned by a truss, run over by a bus
there’s a million variations
gasoline fumes, an infected wound
it’s the end of life
Track Name: Tiny People
he works on wall street; she works at the starbucks down the road
they meet one day in a park nearby and decide that...
together they wanna stay
and they have 3 kids & they move out to the suburbs and...
you know the rest

tiny happy little people; how do they find their way
give them something to believe in to keep them all at bay

millie's a teller in a bank; billy's a security guard
they meet while she's parking her car one morning
and they decide that...maybe they have a lot in common
turns out they really don't
they loose everything in the stock market...ends in a bloody divorce

tommy's a whitewater rafting instructor
lizzy...well, she's a yoga teacher
they both like natural foods, metaphysics and...hypodermic needles
they find 'em in a hotel...mutual suicide notes
Track Name: Why?
why did you do this to me
what the hell were you thinking
why did you do this to me
you nearly did me in

and i just don't get it, just don't get it

i may be out on the ropes
but i ain't down for the count
i may be dragging my feet
but i'm still walking around
you may throw me for a loop
but i ain't going down
cuz i don't care anymore; i don't care anymore
Track Name: Another Perfect Day
looking for deliverance
searching for another sign
looking at a point of view
thinking of a state of mind
Ahh…it's a perfect day

looking for a witness
looking for a friend of mine
looking for some happiness
looking for some peace of mind
what a perfect day

and who cares if the masses are brain dead
who cares if this planet explodes
who cares if all the windows are painted
that's just the way it goes

Ahhh...what a perfect day; another perfect day

looking for a reason
searching for an alibi
wonder if it's hopeless
wonder if it's worth another try
Ahhh….it's a perfect day

looking for a witness
looking for a friend of mine
looking for some happiness
looking for some peace of mind
Ahhh….it's a perfect day

and who cares if the masses are brain dead
who cares if this planet explodes
who cares if all the windows are painted
that's just the way it goes

Ahhh...what a perfect day; another perfect day