The J. Lopez Collective

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    The J. Lopez Collective is a DIY collection of acoustic demos, silly songs, and recording experiments from 2005.
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"A treasure trove of early material and forgotten gems. The record moves from wistful Beach Boys style ballads (Annie Stays Home) and Kinks-esque chug-a-longs (Stanley Waited) to the intertwining vocals of 'Andy'n Me' and the seasonal glow of 'Christmas Times.' Keep your ears open for this musical maverick."
--Make It Mag

"What stands out most is the sincerity and purity of the recordings. Songs like “Stanley Waited” (about an elderly man who cares for his ailing wife) and “Annie Stays Home” are lyrically solid and gorgeously sung by Lopez’s falsetto. Lo-fi quality of the recordings, and brevity of demo tracks aside, J. has a voice that could stop an entire room in its tracks.

Cute songs like “The Brontosaurus Boogie” and “Thank You Mr. Fishy” make this 30 track CD (priced at $9.99) well worth the price of admission."
--Birdhouse Reviews

“Pure pop for now people from the City of Angels. As sumptuous as some of your fave Badfinger songs, with a singer more reminiscent of Dwight Twilley. Feels like a cool breeze caressing my cheek from 1975, a time of blissful ignorance and silly simplicity, blowing a promise of hopeful things to come…”
–Russel Forster, Pirate Cat Radio

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released April 6, 2010

All songs written & recorded by J. Lopez at Habib’s Room Studios, West Covina, CA, except “This Space Is MySpace,” music by Woody Guthrie. Most songs recorded between 6/05 - 12/05. Mastered at Casa de Lopez, West Covina, CA, 10/09.

Original text from “The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction” by Walter Benjamin, 1935. Translated from the German by Andy Blunden. All instruments/vocals by J. Lopez, except additional chorus vocals on “Andy’n Me” by Sergio Lopez. For more information on this recording, please visit sofacitysweetheart.com.

© 2010 by J. Lopez. Published by Casa de Lopez (ASCAP)

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Sofa City Sweetheart is the indie pop/rock project of singer/songwriter Juan Antonio Lopez. For fans of Elliott Smith, The Kinks, and Jon Brion.

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Track Name: Annie Stays Home
Annie stay home
No one needs to know
Why you stay at home
While they paint the town but...

You know, you know
They're worse off without you
You know, you know
They're worse off without you

Annie stay home
There's no need to go
Your cookies are warm
And your mother is cold, plus...

You know, you know
They're worse off without you
You know, you know
They're worse off without you

Annie stay home
There's no place to go
Annie stay home
There's no place like home

You know, you know, you know
Track Name: Stanley Waited
Stanley worked hard all of his life
But before he died he turned to his wife and said
"Shirley, I'm retiring
Shirley, I'm retiring"

But Shirley said "Stan, you're only 34
You've still got to work a little bit more
Before retiring
Baby, keep dreaming!"

So Stanley waited
Stanley waited

But it turns out that Shirley wasn't right in the head
Stanley was 73 and all but dead
And he was retiring
Stanley was retiring

But Stan was a loving man and cared for his wife
He waited on hand and foot the rest of his life
His time spent retiring
Naturally, went to Shirley

Stanley waited
Stanley, Stanley's still waiting
Stanley... all for Shirley
Track Name: The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction
Even the most perfect reproduction of a work of art is lacking in one element:
Its presence in time and space
Its unique existence at the place
Where it happens to be
Where it happens to be

This unique existence of the work of art
Determined the history to which it was subject
Throughout the time of its existence

This includes the changes which it may have suffered in physical condition over the years
As well as the various
Changes in its ownership
Where it happens to be
Where it happens to be

The traces of the first can be revealed only by
Chemical or physical analyses
Which it is impossible to perform
On a reproduction

The changes of ownership are subject to a tradition
Which must be traced from the situation of the original

The presence of the original
Is the prerequisite to
The concept of authenticity
Track Name: Andy'n Me
Alright so listen up, there's something you should know
Forever's not a word that means I'll let her go
She makes me realize that life is more than living
You should know best of all what it's like when she's singing, so...

Tell me, waddya got against Andy'n me?
I'll tell you anything to make you start to see

Please let me know when I have changed your fickle mind
I'm quite aware that it might take a bit of time
I gotta let you know what it's like to be me
Driving on a summer's day with Andy, so...

Julie, waddya got against Andy'n me?
I'll tell you everything I got to make you believe

The soft wind in her hair
The sunset everywhere
The smile on her face
I'll never leave this place

So Julie, what's so wrong with Andy'n me?

The dance steps in her feet
Make her and I complete
How could you possibly
Deny all this from me?

So tell me, what's so wrong with Andy'n me?

Tell me, waddya got against Andy'n me?
I'll tell you, every reason to make you believe
Tell me, waddya got against Andy'n me? (Julie why won't you tell me?)
I'll tell you, everything I got to make you believe (Julie why won't you tell me?)

That Andy'n me
Have got a good thing
Track Name: Thank You Mr. Fishy
There was once this crazy cod
With the most bodacious bod
And he looked so good
And he looked so fresh

He was swimming by the bay
When a worm went 'round his way
And it looked so good
And it looked so real

But instead of swimming for the hills
He turned around and got it through the gills

Thank you Mr. Fishy for swimming in the sea
Thank you Mr. Fishy for swimming home to me
Thank you Mr. Fishy for swimming way down south
Thank you Mr. Fishy for swimming in my mouth!

And so he met a fisherman
His new home was a frying pan
And it looked so cold
But then it got real hot

And so he said "Please sir, I've got one wish
I wouldn't like to be a dish
You see, I've got this girl..."
The man said "Say no more...

"Go on, you really shouldn't stay
Go on, before I change my mind and say:

"Thank you Mr. Fishy for swimming in the sea
Thank you Mr. Fishy for swimming home to me
Thank you Mr. Fishy for swimming way down south
Thank you Mr. Fishy for swimming in my mouth"
Track Name: Say Goodbye (To the Butter)
Say goodbye to the butter baby
Say goodbye to the butter baby
Cause if you don't get to say goodbye,
It might be gone forever

Say goodbye to your mother baby
Say goodbye to your mother baby
Cause if you don't get to say goodbye
She might be gone forever

Say goodbye, say bye bye
Say goodbye, say bye bye
Say goodbye, say bye bye
Say goodbye

(Alright, let's go!)
Track Name: The Brontosaurus Boogie
Eat a tree
Eat a tree
I just want to eat a tree (x6)

Eat a tree
Eat, eat, eat, eat, chomp a...
Tree!
Track Name: The Singing Thieves
If you want us to stop singing
Then give us money, money, money, money

If you'd like us to leave your home
Then give us money, money, money, money

We sure love money and we know you have some so please give it up or we'll kill you
We don't like working so we started stealing and we are so sorry we picked you

But if you want to see your dog alive
Then give us money, money, money

If you'd like us to stop singing
Then give us money, money
We love money
Track Name: Paula
Paula, Paula, Paula
Really oughta, oughta, oughta, be with me (x2)

Paula, Paula, Paula
Really oughta, oughta, oughta, oughta see (x2)

And she knows it's true
And she knows it's true

Paula, Paula, Paula
Really, really, really, oughta, oughta see
That Paula, Paula, Paula's
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta be with me
Track Name: The City
You haven't made one thin dime in the city
I think you'd do better out here
Yes I think you'd do better

Bout time that you came home away from the city
I think you'd feel better back here
Yes I think you'd feel better back here
Track Name: The Singer
I've traveled far and wide to ask you this
But don't expect me to ask for a kiss
I know you wish...

Kellee, Kellee, won't you sing for me?
Kellee, Kellee, won't you sing...

For me your voice is the best that I know
I've known this from the first time I heard you
On my broken down radio

Kellee, Kellee, won't you sing for me?
Kellee, Kellee, won't you sing for me?
Kellee, Kellee, won't you sing for me?
Oh baby, please

Kellee, Kellee, won't you sing for me?
Track Name: The Light Will Go Out
Do what you can
While the light is still on
While the light is still on

Do what you can
While the night is still young
While the night is still young

Do what you can
While the light is still on
While the light is still on

Do what you can
Because the light will go out
Because the light will go out
Because the light will go out
Because the light will go out
Track Name: Christmas Times
I've been waiting
Here for so long
Just to see you go

I've been dreaming
Of the scene when
You come running home
So run back to me

Come on home to West Covina
Come on home to West Covina
Come on home to West Covina town

Come on home to West Covina
Come on home to West Covina
Come on home to West Covina

Where there's Christmas times in every
Christmas times in every month
In every month

Christmas times in every
Christmas times in every month
In every month

Christmas times in every month
Track Name: This Space Is MySpace
This space is your space
This space is MySpace
From your own profile
To the Cool New People

From the crappy bands
To the free iPods
This space was made for you and me

(By Tom... and his friends)

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