Original by Robert Napier with Lyrics by Sam Favata

Lyrics:

Ain't got no money, ain't got no girl
Ain't got a friend in this whole wide world
All I've got is this violin for sale

I used to play in all the symphony halls
Rubbed my elbows with stars, at the Governor's Ball
Now I'm down on my luck, need a buck, violin for sale.

Oh, all I ever wanted, was to make first chair
In a well-respected orchestra, and I think it's fair
To say I threw it all away on Girls & Booze & Reefer
I shoulda listened to Mom, "Livin' clean is much cheaper."

Ain't got regrets, all I've got is a smile
I made some quick cash, I'm in the black, for a little while
So glad, you saw my ad & you bought my violin for sale
(that's alright, I still got this ol' guitar)

{solo}

Oh you can save your pity for some other poor schmuck
Because I'm much better off without that fiddle to pluck
All it ever brought me, was woe & misery
Besides, the girlies prefer guitar, and well...ain't nothin' free

So here I am, got a regular gig
I traded Mahler for Jimi Hendrix, and I'm glad I did
Best day of my life, when I sold that violin
Best day of my life, when I sold that violin
Best day of my life, when I sold that violin, for sale....

Violin For Sale

An idea. Maybe not quite a 'song' yet, but you could hang 'er on the fridge & give 'er a look now & again. I know I'm flat, and my guitar is too. It happens. Nothing to freak out about, ok? What, did YOU write & record & upload a song today? No, you didn't. But I did. So listen to it. Huh? You already are? Oh, sorry. 

Lyrics:

All we are
A chemical reaction
Break us down
See our particles
The love we share
The math of it is beautiful
All we know
We carry in ourselves
We carry ourselves away
I cannot help but think
It's all a game anyway

So we search
See & Ye shall find
Tongues are tied
Bound by little minds
See my eyes
Read what they are saying
Fold your hands
Act as if you're praying, love
But are you only playing, love?
Seems as though you're saying, love
That it's all a game, anyway

Holding your breath
Waiting it out
Always in doubt (How I wonder)

Doing what's right
Paying the price
Living your life (Never thinking twice)

No one will know
But everyone sees
All will believe (Believe in me)

And someday soon
You will arrive
Standing in line 
Hold your head up

Once I Loved, caught myself while falling
Off the edge, of infinity
Now I'm lost, inside remote decision
Tumble down, topple you & I, my love
The ocean meets the sky
You know the reason why
It's all a game, anyway

Game

Arrangement by Jeff Zona. Featuring Jeff Zona(guitar), Sam Favata(guitar) & Bobby Napier(violin).

Wooden Hearts ~ Behind Blue Eyes

Sam Favata: Composer, Guitarist, Vox
Steve Kortyka: Tenor Sax, Horn Arrangements
Swiss Chris: Drums
Ben Markowitz: Bass
Danny Fox: Keyboards
Peter Nelson: Trombone
Seneca Black: Trumpet
Myk Staples: Vox

Produced by: Sam Favata & TJ Pallas
Engineered & Mixed by: Joemca Castillo
Mastered by: Dan Brady

"The Shakedown" by Mixmaster Doc 

Live @ Drink! Myrtle Beach, SC 4.30.10

Lab Partnerz:
Mixmaster Doc: Turntables, Programming
Bernie Kenerson: AKAI EWI 4000s/EWI USB
Sam Favata: Guitar

Buildings Or Bridges

Lab Partnerz:

Mixmaster Doc: Turntables, Programming
Bernie Kenerson: AKAI EWI 4000s/EWI USB
Sam Favata: Guitar

The Shakedown

Pretty typical Wicked Gift shennanigans. 

Bruce-lee-vs-michaelangelo

Science Factory:

Mixmaster Doc ~ Turntables, Mixing, Arranging & Producing
Bernie Kenerson ~ AKAI EWI 4000s & EWI USB
Sam Favata ~ Guitar

Saturated Fats ~ Science Factory vip

Written by Bernie Kenerson
Bernie Kenerson Group ~ Gold Key Jazz Society Concert ~ Holiday Inn, MB, SC 6.27.10

BKG:

Bernie Kenerson ~ AKAI EWI 4000s & EWI USB
Sam Favata ~ Guitar
Brett Sisson ~ Bass
Bates Holman ~ Drums

Afterglow

by Science Factory:

Mixmaster Doc ~ Production/Turntables
Bernzilla ~ AKAI EWI 4000s & EWI USB
MC Troublepants ~ Guitar/Keys

Gypsy Gun

3Lines:
K. Naylor --> drums
B. Sisson --> bass
S. Favata --> guitar

From an improvised set @ Croissant's Bistro & Bakery 11.09.10

Spy Dream

Improvised composition by 3Lines:
s.favata:guitar
k.naylor:drums
b.sisson:bass

Yeah, Montreal

So here's my li'l tune, a valentine to a couple of amazing ladies. Written & recorded at around 3am, in about 15 minutes, and all in one take -- all the best songs come to you that way. This is definitely the best one I've ever written, I feel. 

I'm sure I'll get around to recording this one properly, in a studio. The response when I play it live is overwhelmingly positive, so I'm certain it will also remain a part of my live shows. Either way, the Sarahs are lovely, and continue to inspire me. 

Below are the lyrics. I mean every word. :)

Lyrics:

There's a light in her window, there's a sign on the door.
"Tell me all your secrets," it says.
There's a girl there who knows me
In fact there are two, and their names are:

Sarah, Sarah
Tell me where can beauty lie, if not reflected in your eyes?
Sarah, Sarah
Always caring, never looking for an angle or a prize.

At times I get the feeling
That I'm a little more than head-over-heels.
It's like I'm falling & I couldn't even care less.
Oh, I've been careless in the ways of love before.
But I could never care more than I care for...

Sarah, Sarah
Won't you listen while I tell you that you're always on my mind.
Sarah, Sarah
I can promise only that I will be true & always kind...

Because I don't know what I'd do
If you gave your heart away to another man...


Sarah, Sarah (Demo)

I'm a happy fellow. I'm based in Astoria, NY. I work as a Content Developer for a production company. I write songs. I arrange songs. I mix a great drink, and I love meeting new people. Want to collab? Send your track(s) to my DropBox! Mahalo! 

samfavata

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