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The Art Of Conversation

by Leo Sidran

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1.
Wake Up SoSo 04:14
Wake up SoSo Lift your sleeping head Wake up SoSo Lift your sleeping head The sun is on the rise now And the moon's about to go Yesterday is over And tomorrow we don’t know so Wake up Soso it’s time to start the show We got things to do We got places to be seen We got things to do I know We got places to be seen Night time is the right time And you've got to get your rest For the playtime in the daytime That's the time we love the best So wake up Soso And leave your little nest Why oh why would you stay inside And hide away When the sky is bright and full of life For you today Wake up Soso Listen what I said Wake up Soso Listen what I said Yesterday is over and tomorrow we don't know so Get yourself together 'cause it's time to start the show so Wake up SoSo wake up little SoSo Wake up little SoSo It's time to start the show
2.
The tip of the tongue The curve of the spine The breath in the lung Underneath the fingernail In the front of the chest In the back of the mind From the top of the crest To the tip of the tail Flowing through your veins Hearts desire Neurons fire The body and brain It’s inside you It will guide you It’s the ride you take From the time you wake Until the great escape The wet in a kiss The breath when you sleep The wind in the trees The rain on the street The lift of the veil The wind in the sail The weight on the scale The brush of the cheek Here it comes again Hearts desire Neurons fire The body and brain It’s inside you It will guide you It’s the ride you take From the time you wake Until the great escape
3.
I dip my blade in the water And hold on to both of our oars I think that I see a light Just on the other shore Slowly but surely the night Gives in to morning once more I think that I see a light Just on the other shore After all, I believe It’s not the time to give up All these tears all these tears and I’m Still an empty cup I hear you whispering clear Don't give up Row on, row on Row on Down on this edge of the earth what doesn’t kill you ignore I think that I see a light Just on the other shore I row with all of my might And smile down deep in my core I think that I see a light Just on the other shore After all I believe It’s not the time to give up All these tears all these tears and I’m Still an empty cup I hear you whispering clear Don't give up Row on, row on Row on I dip my blade in the water And hold on to both of our oars I think that I see a light Just on the other shore
4.
Pop 03:20 video
Worlds apart but living in between the same four walls passing in the halls and keeping desires guarded In every heart there’s a little bit of us that doesn’t show a little bit of us that doesn’t grow left back where we started In the room where they would gather was a painting of a rather lonely clown looking down And in the silence they created the boy patiently waited to get out of town On the train he remembered everybody’s name told the jokes all the way to the final stop Through the door he walked a thousand miles strained to force a smile as they called out “Pop!” In the room… Time goes on even when we’re gone I know he doesn’t see me from the darkness that’s beyond But what would he have thought of the world he left behind Would he understand, celebrate, would he be unkind? They gave his name to a newborn boy filled him full of joy and aimed him for the top Over time as the picture fades the word is all that stayed Pop
5.
I can tell something’s on your mind Oh well these are trying times You have to laugh just to keep from cryin’ But it’s not so funny these are trying times Ooh honey these are trying times Close your eyes just to read the signs My oh my these are trying times The body craves what the wind divines Ooh babe these are trying times Ooh babe these are trying times So let me me hold you closer than I ever have before With every breath I love you even more It’s a long long night until the stars align That’s right these are trying times But when you make it through then you’ll be feeling fine Because we always knew that these were trying times It’s me and you in these trying times So let me me hold you closer than you ever though I might Love is a wondrous feeling, keeps you warm at night I can tell something’s on your mind Ooh babe these are trying times So raise your glass and drink your wine Cause nothing lasts not even trying times
6.
Georgette 03:23
Georgette Long before we met Your song was in my head Georgette Georgette Georgette How could I forget Everything we said Georgette Georgette The clues Discovered in a muse Brought out all the blues And rendered all the reds Georgette My only one regret Is that I’ll never get To know you like I dreamt Georgette In love You never got enough But somehow rose above And moved beyond the debt Georgette With every morning dew And every sun that sets I will think of you Georgette Georgette
7.
My baby doesn’t like to say goodnight She gets in bed and pulls the covers tight I’m not saying if it’s wrong or right but My baby baby doesn’t say goodnight My baby doesn’t like to do chit chat She gets down to it in seconds flat You can tell what I think of that that My baby doesn’t do chit chat Now let me tell you how she frees my soul She does a thing we call the Brooklyn roll When her shoulders start to bounce and move That’s how you know what she’s about to do My baby doesn’t do apologies My baby doesn’t do astrologies My baby does what my baby please And my baby doesn’t say goodnight
8.
They got a song for winners They got a song for those who lose They got a song for dealers They got a song for those who use They got a song for beggars They got a song for those who chose But baby They don't have a song for a sucker like you For a sucker like you What's that you're saying That you have been misunderstood You want to take the time to clear it up Matter of fact, I wish you would And if it's a real long story, take your time If you can't make it good make it true Baby, they don't have a song for a sucker like you A sucker like you Well you got your doctor He's gonna tell you how you feel You got yourself a lawyer She's gonna show you how to steal Now you want a musician To make your dreams come true Baby, they don't have a song for a sucker like you A sucker like you
9.
This is night in Brooklyn Go on take a look in Set your sights on Brooklyn on Brooklyn on Brooklyn Take a bite in Brooklyn you and I are cookin’ And feeling so good lookin’ In Brooklyn In Brooklyn And the stars are shining bright and brilliantly for you and me and the moon is hanging high for everyone to see Windows light up Brooklyn in the quiet of Brooklyn all is right in Brooklyn in Brooklyn in Brooklyn And the stars are shining bright and brilliantly for you and me and the moon is hanging high for everyone to see Planes fly high in Brooklyn touch the sky in Brooklyn This is night in Brooklyn in Brooklyn in Brooklyn
10.
A simple statement made A thoughtful commentary Is all that is required To establish a rapport A clever turn of phrase From your vocabulary And genuine desire To know a little more No matter what you say Or your preoccupation It happens every day The art of conversation The ping, the buzz, the zap The rush of validation Remember it’s a trap To try and draw you in So to cut through all the noise To sift through all the static Put away the toys Settle and begin No matter what your age Or your affiliation Let yourself engage In the art of conversation ‘Scuse me while I take this call ‘Pardon me my darling sweet ‘Just a sec while I respond To this last outrageous tweet Anything you say Every generation Can practice every day The art of conversation
11.
Baby you and I got something Beautiful and true Though the times they may be changing I’m arranging to spend them together with you So baby synchronize your heart Just do what I do When we start to sway And you look at me that way Every day, I want to be together with you I want to be together with you The two of us Move as one You by my side is all that I require Just look at us We’re hookin’ up One plus one Is my favorite multiplier So baby look into my eyes Tell me do you feel it too As long as I got you by my side I’m alright Whenever I’m together with you
12.
I’ve been trying to think of what I can give you Trying to find the right words to say Before you have gotten up and you’ve vanished Before you have taken yourself away Maybe a blanket for when you shiver Maybe some stillness for when you need peace Maybe a memory for when you get lonely Or something to sing for the next time we meet When you look at night at those Northern lights You can hold tight to this thing When it’s said and done and we’ve had our fun You know you’re the one who taught me to sing I’ve been trying to remember the first time I met you What was the name of the song that we played When we were children dressed up like grownups Talking about where we’d end up one day And I know I don’t say it as much as I ought to I know I don’t offer much gratitude For all that you’ve given, all that you taught me And for all of your patience when I sang out of tune When you look at night... There was a streetlamp out my window And I couldn’t get any sleep Back when I was a younger man Couldn’t sing harmony And you showed me all your folk songs And we drank up all that wine And I was just feeling so lucky When we sang for the first time When you look at night... Who taught me to sing

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released May 28, 2021

Tracks 2, 4, 6, 8, 9, 10, 11 Produced by Leo Sidran
Tracks 1, 3, 5, 7, 12 Produced by Leo Sidran and Michael Sackler-Berner

Tracks 1, 6, 10, 11, 12 Mixed by Leo Sidran | Tracks 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8 Mixed by John Fields |
Track 9 Mixed by Matias Cella

Mastered by Greg Reierson

All songs written by Leo Sidran (Bulldog Music/ASCAP) except “Row On” by Leo Sidran and Jorge Drexler, and “Song For A Sucker Like You” (Ben Sidran/Bulldog Music).

Leo Sidran: drums, bass, guitars, keyboards, vibraphone, lead and backing vocals

Philip Dizack: trumpet (8)
Jorge Drexler: guest vocal (3)
Kat Edmonson: guest vocal (10)
John Ellis: tenor saxophone (8)
Al Falaschi: baritone, alto and tenor saxophones (1,11)
Larry Goldings: organ, keyboards (5)
Tatum Greenblatt: trumpet (11)
Peter Hess: bass clarinet, clarinet, flute, tenor and alto saxophones (10)
Ryan Keberle: trombone (3, 4)
Orlando LeFleming: acoustic bass (4)
Howard Levy: harmonica (1)
Anya Marina: backing vocal (4)
Moses Patrou: percussion (5, 8), backing vocal (8)
Ricky Peterson: organ (6)
Michael Sackler-Berner: lead guitar (1)
Michael Sarian: trumpet (1)
Antonio Serrano: harmonica (6)
Amanda Sidran: vocals (2, 5)
Ben Sidran: backing vocal (8)
Sol “SoSo” Sidran: backing vocal (2)
John “Scrapper” Sneider: flugelhorn (10)
David Sneider: trumpet (10)
Joanna Teters: backing vocal (11)
Nina Zeitlin: backing vocal (1)

Backing vocal choir on “Row On”: Camille Bertault, Clare Burson, Carles Campi Campon, Javier Calequi, Victoria Canal, Louis Cato, Matias Cella, Clementine, Andre DeShields, Max Darmon, Robert DiPietro, Joy Dragland, Kurt Elling, Alan Hampton, Lauren Henderson, Morgan James, Kevin Johansen, Kassin, Ryan Keberle, Jo Lawry, Will Lee, Martin Leiton, Daniel Levitin, Antonio Lizana, Clare Manchon, Anya Marina, Moses Patrou, Javier Ruibal, Michael Sackler-Berner, Amanda Sidran, Ben Sidran, Sol Sidran, Becca Stevens, Gege Telesforo, Michael Thurber, Bo Vig, Butch Vig, Doug Wamble, Tim Whalen

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Leo Sidran Brooklyn, New York

“Vocally he suggests an amalgam of his father Ben with a hint of Donald Fagen. His fluid laidback style is reminiscent of Bob Dorough. Musically and lyrically his compositions are smart, sharp, and sparklingly original.”
— Jazz Times

I'm a multi instrumentalist musician, producer, arranger, composer, recording artist, and podcast host based in Brooklyn.

More about Leo: www.leosidran.com
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