Originally Performed by Queen

Written by Freddie Mercury

Published by EMI GLENWOOD MUSIC CORP OBO QUEEN MUSIC LTD.

Bohemian Rhapsody

Originally performed by Dexy’s Midnight Runners

Written by Kevin Adams, James Mitchell Paterson, and Kevin Antony Rowland

Published by COLGEMS-EMI MUSIC INC MECHANICAL COPYRIGHT PROTECTION SOCIETY LTD

Come On Eileen

Originally performed by The B-52s

Written by Ricky Wilson, Cindy Wilson, Keith Strickland, Fred Schneider, and Kate Pierson

Published by EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC EMI APRIL MUSIC OBO BOO FANT TUNES 401K MUSIC INC OBO DISTILLED MUSIC

Rock Lobster

Originally performed by Green Day

Written by Billie Joe Armstrong, Michael Pritchard, and Frank Wright

Published by WB MUSIC CORP. OBO GREEN DAZE MUSIC

Jesus Of Suburbia

Originally performed by The Blood Brothers

Written by Jordan Blilie, Mark Gajadhar, Morgan Henderson, Cody Votolato, and Johnny Whitney

Published by MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING

Camouflage, Camouflage

Originally performed by Coheed and Cambria

Written by Travis Stever, Joshua Eppard, Claudio Sanchez, and Michael T. Todd

Published by EMI FORAY MUSIC OBO POINT ME AT THE SKY, EMI FORAY MUSIC OBO STANLEYMAGIO, EMI FORAY MUSIC, EMI FORAY MUSIC OBO THE.BAG.ON.LINE ADVENTURES, EMI FORAY MUSIC OBO MICHAEL THE 4-TRACKER

The Willing Well III  Apollo II  The Telling Truth

A Lady And A Tramp

Death Is A Poor Man's Doctor

Because You're Lonely

The Ringleader

The Sideshow Tent

A Man Like Me

Let's Just Forget About This

The first single off of Every Sick, Disgusting Thought We've Got In Our Brain. 

The Day I Set Them Free

This our newest album. It is also our favorite album. 

Too Late To Dream

(I) We Used To Worship The Moon

Pride Alone Won't Put This Fire Out

(II) The Dirt Won't Keep Your Secrets

Only In The Morning

Bleeding A Stone

(III) Go On, Paint Me A Picture

(IV) The Saints Of Gomorrah

(V) You Never Looked Like This

Puking Platitudes

(VI) I Could End My Search Tonight

Joe and Benny wrote this song for our good friend Shaaaaawwwwwnnnn Gaaammmblllleee as a reward for backing our Kickstarter campaign. If you've ever attended a show in southern NJ or Philadelphia, you've probably heard us screaming his name all night. This is the dumbest song we've written so far.

LYRICS:

[spoken] You know what they say:
"You gotta know what to hold 'em, you gotta know when to fold 'em, and you gotta know when to walk away"
But if Shawn's a gamble, I ain't  never gonna walk away (Shawn)

Shawn... gliding majestically across the pond of my mind.
Swan Gamble.
and Shawn... you pick me up with your giant's strength and carry me home
Brawn Gamble.

And Shawny shawny
why you leaving me lonely, shawny?
I love watching you go... 
Gone Gamble....
Oh honey, shawny
Why'd you tell me you want me, shawny?
just to pack up and go... go...
Gone Gamble....

Shawn... you conquer my world like an ancient king of some asian country
Khan Gamble
and Shawn.... I'll eat you up like the freshest pile of New Orleans' crawdads
Prawn Gamble.

And shawn I know that things got tough but I'd bet a pot of gold (Leprechaun Gamble)
that you and i could go the distance. I'd run til my legs gave out (Marathon Gamble)

[spoken] Shawn if you've got time I can clear my schedule and you and I can Kick Back all day Tomorrow.

Gone Gamble (Kickstarter Personal Song for Shawn Gamble)

We're a band called The Venetia Fair and we have no fucking clue what we're doing. 

Our names are Benny, Mr. Chark, Mike, Joe Brown, and Chris. My name, specifically, is Benny and I feel like I'm babysitting four 12-year-olds all the time. Actually, I feel like I'm a 12-year-old babysitting four other 12-year-olds and doing a really bad job (even for a 12-year-old). Mr. Chark is like that weird 12-year-old who has a calculator watch, carries a compass (but still gets lost all the time), and loves the sound of his own voice, especially when he's not using words. Mike's more like a hyperactive 14-year-old who got held back and has to hang out with the younger kids but doesn't mind because he gets to be better than them at everything and the older kids are boring, anyway. Joe Brown is the obnoxious 12-year-old who steals "chromies" off of tires in the parking lot and learns obscene words to scream so he can explain that "it actually means female dog!" to his angry teachers. And then there's Chris, the excitable 12-year-old who can't wait to get a sip of his dad's beer or a peek down a girl's shirt. Hanging out with us is probably more aggravating than anything else but I think we're all best friends. If we actually were 12 years old, we'd be in a secret club and have an awesome fort.

We get compared to a lot of different bands that don't sound anything like each other so it's hard to believe anyone. We try to make music that is theatric, chaotic, catchy, and sometimes a little silly but not too silly because it's also serious business. We have a lot of fun writing the music we write and performing the way we perform. 

Not a single one of us had any substantial training in our instruments or music in general so being in a band was really hard for us sometimes but we worked really hard to make up for it. It takes a lot of work to pretend to be good at something. Then Mike joined up with us and he knows how to play stuff but we still talk to him like we're idiots (we're idiots) so we're still working pretty hard (not smart). We try to play together every single day and some of that playing involves music. 

We tour a lot (but never enough) and consider the van our primary home. It doesn't have an address that you can mail stuff to (we've tried Van, USA. No dice.) so if you want to mail us something just wait until we get to where you are and then just hand it to us. When we play shows, all of our shit gets broken because we pretend we have infinite money to replace things and then we perform accordingly. We also pretend we're invincible. I think Mr. Chark might actually BE invincible. After our first tour, Chark and Chris had to build all new equipment so they just made everything bigger because we like stuff big.

We crash our van all the time. Our van gets towed all the time. We don't take care of ourselves, each other, or really anything. The only thing we care about is that after you see us play, you tell your friend(s) that you have no idea what you just watched. 

thevenetiafair

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