New Song, What’s The Chance?

Written by Josefina Asconapé

Recorded & Mixed by Mark Yoshizumi at Minbal

Mastered by Shawn Hatfield at Audible Oddities

Produced by Jim Tuerk

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Josefina – Vocals
Jim Tuerk – Acoustic Guitar

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lyrics

What’s the chance in finding somebody?
What’s the chance in finding someone who can fly,
Who can fly by your side, by your side?
And what’s the chance in meeting somebody?
What’s the chance in meeting someone who will love you,
who will love you till you die, till you die?
So you wander,
You travel near and far,
You search for a person,
To make you feel whole,
And you don’t believe in magic,
So you think you must be doomed,
But you never know. I had the chance to find somebody,
I had the chance to find someone who can fly,
who can fly by my side, by my side.

And I won’t let him go for nobody,
I won’t let him go for no one,
Cause he’s mine,
Yes he’s all mine,
He’s mine, he’s mine.

released February 14, 2017
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Advice From Strangers, New Psychedelic Song

I was standing inside a dimly lit bar,
He saw me acting for a crowd from afar,
It was “Ulysses,”
A book I’ve never read.

He told me that he thought I could be a star,
I told him that I’d never acted before,
But I was certain,
I’d rather sing instead.

I told him I’d never really loved before,
He told me I had to find someone that I admire,
And he was right.

Rode back from singing on a summer night,
I was on the back of his blue motorbike,
I didn’t tell hiim,
I was enjoying the ride.

We ended up playing guitar in the park,
He told me it was pretty lonely to work,
As a performer,
But I still wanted to try.

I told him I’d never really loved before,
He told me I had to find someone that i admire,
And he was right.

Funny they don’t know that I’m still thinking,
About the words that they passed on,
I wonder if they have a memory,
Or if I’m already gone.

When it comes to pieces of wisdom people impart,
Just remember they’re kind of like a shirt,
Some of them will fit you well,
And others, well, they won’t,
You gotta find the ones you like the most.

Sat on a bench in the French Garden of Flowers,
Drinking the wine that we’d been sharing for hours,
And then I told him,
Maybe I need a routine.

He said I needed to just do what I love,
No sense in wasting time and finding a job,
That will consume me,
And make me live too clean.

I told him I’d never really loved before
He told me I had to find someone that I admire
I told, he told
I said, he said,
I told, he said, I. . .

{Note: Some of the hushed whispers are excerpts from James Joyce’s “Ulysses,” a book I’ve never read.}

New Song: Modern Girl

He grew up romantic with a mother who left him letters,
Written in an ink dipped feather, full of poems and prose
He grew up pedantic with a father having all the answers,
Reading his books and articles until the day’s close.

When he wandered out, he was looking for love, like anyone,
What he didn’t plan on was to fall in love with a modern girl.

CHORUS:
He knows the way to her heart is complicated,
And he knows his intention to court is antiquated,
And sure, he’d be better off pursuing one of those other girls,
But he wants one of the modern girls.

He takes her out dancing, but she wants to hear the hits from the radio,
She doesn’t like his British Invasion or his dusty old soul.
She’s dressed so fancy and she’s caught up in the texting and the picture taking,
Makes him look a little outdated and as pale as a ghost.

When he took her out, he was hoping for love like anyone,
What he didn’t plan on was to fall for a girl he didn’t like at all.

[CHORUS]

They say you can count on attraction of opposites,
For magnets and batteries, well that’s how it works,
But people, they have to have something in common,
And these two were living in separate worlds.

[CHORUS]

A New Song for Summer!

I’m happy to share my new song, “Summertime.” A big thank you to Jim Tuerk for producing and playing beautiful guitar, Alex Hall for playing drums, and Mark Yoshizumi for recording and mixing. Happy summer to all of you! Let’s make it a great one!

Summertime,
What will it be for you?
Summertime,
How will you see it through?

Will it pass on swiftly like a little breeze you hardly felt at all?
Will it linger in your mind as long as light before the evening falls?

Summertime,
That’s when I met you, dear,
Summertime,
Everything was sincere,

And you swept me off my feet without so much as any warning,
And we heard the wolves outside the tent and held each other all the way until the morning.

Summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime

Summertime,
What will it be for you?
Summertime,
How will you see it through?

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Written by Josefina Asconapé
Recorded & mixed by Mark Yoshizumi at Minbal Studios, Chicago
Produced by Jim Tuerk

Josefina Asconapé – Vocals
Jim Tuerk – Acoustic Guitars
Alex Hall – Drums

UPDATE!

Courtney Cimo and I went to the beach the other day and shot a video for the song.  Check it out!