The Blue Project

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This album bills itself as the “Sound of Asbury Park.” Bingo. Guitarist Danny Petroni has done the Garden State proud. Somewhere “The Boss” is smiling. Somewhere “Miami Steve” is smiling. Somewhere “Southside Johnny” is smiling. And blues-loving jazz heads everywhere will be smiling, too, when they hear this disc. Petroni created this project to provide a little bit of work for the musicians, engineers and studios of Asbury Park that suffered so badly in the wake of Hurricane Sandy. He assembled a star-studded New Jersey cast to perform here—from Gary Oleyar on violin and Gene Boccia on bass to Dave Halpern and John Allen on drums and many more. It’s an eclectic blues stew with a sharp jazz edge. At the centerpiece of this excellent recording is a true surprise for jazz fans. Ku-umba Frank Lacy adds deep, cool vocals—not to mention amazing horn arrangements that compete with the best of the Miami Horns. The result is one of my favorite albums of the year, so far. “I’ve Seen Everything” swings hard as a hysterical opening tune. The next track, “Tastes Like Chicken,” ain’t far behind! “I’ve Changed My Ways” slides in as a beautiful ballad. “Peanut Butter & Jelly” delivers. “Mouse In The House” offers a sad look at the extermination business of love. And Petroni’s beautiful, reverb-filled “Diminishing Returns” offers a touching conclusion to this 10-song set. Sandy couldn’t take these guys out. It just spurred their artistry. They deserve a few minutes of your attention. Check them out.
BY FRANK ALKYER DownBeat Magazine Editors Pick/Review

Guitarist Danny Petroni has gone back in a way to some of the jump-blues and humor of Louis Jordan of the late swing era and created his own version of it--not an imitation, not a tribute, but an analog creation of his own. This on The Blue Project (self-released).
It's a big band doing goofy-serious lyrics blues that feature some nice guitar wielding from Danny and Frank Ku-umba Lacy on vocals, trombone and something called the "flumpet"! There is some metal heat from Danny and a general high-spirits over-the-topness going on.

It may not change the world but it gives you a rooted ultra-today jazz-rock take on it all.

No, nothing bad to say to that. And Danny dedicates the album to all who struggle to get it back together in the NY-Metro-Jersey-Long-Island Hurricane Sandy debacle. That story still isn't over. The struggle keeps on going on. So thanks to Danny!
Posted by Grego Applegate Edwards gapplegateguitar.blogspot.com/2014/04/the-blue-project-danny-petroni-blue.html

As guitarist Danny Petroni explains it, The Blue Project, his band and its self-titled first release, began as a reaction to hurricane Sandy. Work for Jersey Shore musicians was sparse after Sandy’s devastation: “Gigs cancelled, venues damaged, all music productions stopped in the immediate area.” Petroni’s idea was to create some work for local musicians with a locally produced blues record using his own original compositions. “The Danny Petroni Blue Project was born.”

“The whole package, the combination of horns and vocals, reminds me of the vibe of Joe Turner, the Boss of the Blues.”

By Jack Goodstein blogcritics.org/music-review-the-danny-petroni-blue-project-the-blue-project/

Here's one of those wonderful nutty mash up records that throws Louie Prima and Louie Jordan into the mixmaster with blues, jump blues, primal rock, jazz and who knows what else. Done as a labor of love by a bunch of Jersey cats that weren't going to let the damage from Hurricane Sandy keep them down, this is what you get when pros know how far they can push things and then push a little more. Loaded with well played sounds you love all strung together like you never heard them before, this is must listening for when you finally realize you're not too cool for school. Check it out.”
-CHRIS SPECTOR, Midwest record

“Any way you describe it this is simply fine down home blues. A more invigorating entry to a new CD could hardly be imagined.”
-Grady Harp CD Review: Amazon

“Mouse in the House - Awesome marriage of masterful blues with fantastic horns!!! There aren't enough songs like this on the radio anymore. Ear candy for any Blues fan!!!!”
- Reverbnation

“God of War - Classic rock opus from a set of old school musicians out of the BSW or Chicago mold. A touch of Zappa is included as well with the R&B style singer. Actually there are great horn charts, pro rhythm ensemble plus lots of 'stunt ' guitar taking dives & spins a la Vai or Frank himself.”
- Reverbnation

“Requiem for a Working Man - intriguing start with interesting choice of instrumentation. It has a country/jaz chill out feel to it maybe a little gospel thrown in there too. Great soulful vocals, superb tones. It reminds me of Otis redding but it has a more modern edge. vintage/ retro revival. This type of piece is currently in style with the trend of skinny jeans and roughed up shoes. It has a great atmosphere”
- Reverbnation

credits

released 11 January 2014

Danny Petroni - Electric Guitars, Acoustic Guitars, Frank Lacy - Lead Vocals/Trombone/Flumpet , Gary Oleyar – Violin, Gene Boccia - Bass , Calvin Jones - Upright bass on (Requiem for a Working man) , John Drymon -, Piano/Hammond B3 Organ, Steve Kramer - Piano on “Cracker Jack”, “Peanut Butter & Jelly”, John P Allen - Drums , Dave Halpern- Drums on (Mouse in the House)
Female Vocals, Jo Wymer on (I Changed my Ways) Backup Vocals on (Looking Good)
Backup Vocals on (God of War, Peanut Butter & Jelly, Requiem for a Working man)
Layonne Holmes, Ricky Collins, Katrina Harper

Produce& Engineer by : John P Allen
Studio 609, 72 Walnut St, Toms River, NJ 08753

Mixing Engineer Gary Oleyar
Sonoma Beach Studio, 141 Clark, NJ

Senior Master Engineer Tom Ruff
AsburyMedia, 305 Bond St, Asbury Park, NJ

Photos Dennis Czund

CD Manufacturing-Disc Makers

Music/Words/Arrangements by Danny Petroni
Horn Arrangements /instrumentation by Frank Lacy

All Words/Music by Danny Petroni ©Copyright 2014

DPS Production/Publishing
1001 2nd Ave 104,Asbury Park, NJ
732-762-8686
daniel_petroni@hotmail.com

Special Thanks: Mindy Petroni for all her support, Ryan Petroni,John Bernyk, Tom Passarella, Rosemary Conte, Gene Boccia and my KickStarter backers. My dear friend and great artist/musican/composer/arranger - Frank Lacy. All my friends, the city of Asbury Park and the venues that let me test our these tunes before they where ready for prime time. Gary Oleyar, John (the Crul) Allen, Tom Ruff, and all the musicians who made my gigs, and studio session.

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The Blue Project Asbury Park, New Jersey

The Blue Project, Danny Petroni band and its self-titled first release, began as a reaction to hurricane Sandy. Work for Jersey Shore musicians was sparse after Sandy’s devastation: “Gigs cancelled, venues damaged, all music productions stopped in the immediate area.” Petroni’s idea was to create some work for local musicians with a locally produced blues record using his own original compositions ... more

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Track Name: I've Seen Everything
I’ve Seen Everything
Words/Music Danny Petroni Copyright @2014 All rights reserved

Ya know I’ve seen monkey-drinking wine
I’ve seen a porcupine
I’ve seen a cat with no hair
I even see a Zebra in its underwear
But one thing I ain’t never seen
Is a booty so fine

Hey I’ve seen Harley stop on a dime
I’ve seen than chick over there two time
I’ve even seen a fish fly
Hell, I’ve seen a 10 thousand dollar bottle of wine
But one thing I ain’t never seen
Is a booty so fine
Track Name: Taste Like Chicken
Taste like Chicken

Words/Music Danny Petroni Copyright @2014 All rights reserved

Taste like Chicken, but it t'aint
As juicy as a melon, but it ain't
As Sweet as a peach with out the pit
Baby, I'm talking about your sweet lips
I am not a connoisseur, no no no
Non Parlez vous frances?
When I see ya walking in this club, shaking it that way

Taste like Chicken, but it t’aint
As juicy as a melon, but it ain't
As Sweet as any red wine
Twice as fine
I am not a connoisseur, no no no
Non Parlez vous frances?
When I see ya walking in this club, shaking it that way
Track Name: God of War
God of War
Words/Music Danny Petroni Copyright @2014 All rights reserved

Start burying your dead when you see me
Religion don’t mean a thing to me
I'll take your young and very your old
I'll might be able to set you free

I am the God of war
I am the God of war

The politicians are my friends
They send me generals and all their men
I send your fighters straight to hell
I might be able to set you free

I am the God of war
I am the God of war
I am the God of war
I am the God of war

Solos

Don’t hesitate to ring my bell
I send your fighters straight to hell
I might be able to set you free
Only that bitch, Peace, can stop me

I am the God of war
I am the God of war
I am the God of war
I am the God of war
Track Name: Requiem for the Working Man
Requiem for a workingman
Danny Petroni@2014

Intro (Bass)

This is a story about a man name PC
The hardest workingman you ever see
He lost his job down in the factory
Because of some kind of out sorcery

Work hard
(Everyday and all-night)
Toil and trouble
(trou-ble)
Work like a mule
(Everyday and night)
Always finding struggle

But the wage-
(Wage)
Always stay the same

Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

I know a girl name PJ
She works three jobs
To keep her babies fed
She works for minimal wage
Just to keep the landlord away

Work hard
(Everyday and all-night)
Toil and trouble
(trou-ble)
Work like a mule
(Everyday and night)
Always finding struggle

But the wage-
(Wage)
Always stay the same

Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Track Name: I Changed My Ways
I done changed my Ways
Words/Music Danny Petroni Copyright @2014 All rights reserved


I ain't roostering like I used ta, those days are long gone.
I ain't chumming or bumming like ya thought I was doing next door.
I ain't trolling or rolling for those young girls, ya know that was a chore.
I ain't smoking or token, those angel wings no more.

I just saw you huffing and puffing yesterday in the back ally door.
I found lipstick on your collar, tell me who was that whore?
Ya ain't been working ya been jerking, all the bills you're ignored.
I found me a good man, who gives me, more loving then you ever could before.

(Man Sings)
I ain’t partying on my Harley that much anymore
I’ve been working not jerking like I was before

(women sings)
He a handyman, he’s got’s money , his fine tools can do any chore
I found me a good man, who gives me, more loving then you ever could before.


Man Duet:
So baby, baby, baby don't leave me, ya know I changed my ways.
Female Duet:
So baby, baby, baby get your lazy tired ass out the door.

Baby please, baby please baby please
Track Name: Peanut Butter & Jelly
Peanut Butter & Jelly
Danny Petroni @2014

When your rhythm section can’t find the one
Don’t get upset have yourself some fun
Take out your wooden spoon
And find yourself some bread
Open up the jar and start to spread

Chorus-
It’s peanut butter and jelly
It’s peanut butter and jelly time

I said, It’s peanut butter and jelly
It’s peanut butter and jelly time

When the world kick you to the curb
Don’t get upset don’t get perturbed
Take out your wooden spoon
And find yourself some bread
Open up the jar and start to spread

Chorus-
It’s peanut butter and jelly
It’s peanut butter and jelly time

I said, It’s peanut butter and jelly
It’s peanut butter and jelly time

Solos






When your old lady kick you to the curb
Don’t get upset don’t get perturbed
Take out your wooden spoon
And find yourself some bread
Open up the jar and start to spread

Chorus-
It’s peanut butter and jelly
It’s peanut butter and jelly time

I said, It’s peanut butter and jelly
It’s peanut butter and jelly time


When your rhythm section can’t find the one
Don’t get upset have yourself some fun
Take out your wooden spoon
And find yourself some bread
Open up the jar and start to spread

Chorus-
It’s peanut butter and jelly
It’s peanut butter and jelly time

I said, It’s peanut butter and jelly
It’s peanut butter and jelly time
Track Name: Mouse in the House
Mouse in my House danny petroni@2014

There’s a mouse in my house
My baby says there a mouse in my house
There’s a mouse in my house
Drinking all my beer
I gotta funny feeling something’s wrong in here

I called the bugman about a quarter till 2
I stooped by the crib, cause I didn’t know what else to do
Heard some scratching, heard some scratching
Heard some scratching at my baby’s door
I put out my pistol, and put three caps into Uncle George

Solo - Trombone

I stood in front of the Judge he gave me 20 years
Cause of the things I did, I felt a small tear
Your honor, honor how could you know ,ya weren’t there
I gotta funny feeling something’s wrong in here

I sat in my jail cell and from the corner of my eye
I had seen a tiny mouse scurry on by
The Warren come a running with the keys in his hands
Warden, Warden, Warden why are setting me free
Cause there a mouse in my house drinking all my beer.

Repeat Top Verses and end
Track Name: Hey You're Looking Good
You’re Looking Good babe.
Words/Music Danny Petroni Copyright @2014 All rights reserved


Hey you’re looking so good babe
(bg) Do you think So
Ooh, you’re look’en so fine
(bg) Uhn Ooh baby
dat dress looks so hot mom-mie
Would ya take a chance on me?

Ooh your hair looks so good babe
bg) Do you think So
Ooh, you’re look’en so fine
(bg) Uhn Ooh baby
dat dress looks so hot mom-mie
Would ya take a chance on me?
(bg) Maybe

Chorus

Would ya take a ride on my bicycle
I’d love to show you around
I know a little place were we can talk
Take a chance on me

Ooh your hair looks so good babe
bg) Do you think So
Ooh, you’re look’en so fine
(bg) Uhn Ooh baby
dat dress looks so hot mom-mie
Would ya take a chance on me?

Solos

Repeat first 2 verse and end,