Tulips For Lunch

Chuck Brodsky | Format: Audio CD

Product Details

• Audio CD (February 10, 2006)
• Original Release Date: February 10, 2006
• Number of Discs: 1
• Label: ChuckBrodsky.Com Records
• ASIN: B000EBG0K4
• In-Print Editions: MP3 Download
• Average Customer Review: 5.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (4 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #275,090 in Music (See Top 100 in Music)

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About the Artist

Chuck Brodsky has toured extensively throughout the US, Canada, and Ireland for 14 years and has performed at festivals all over the world, including Tønder in Denmark, Edmonton, Winnipeg, Vancouver, Calgary, Shetland Islands, Kerrville, Philadelphia, and Strawberry, as well as the Lincoln Center Out of Door series in New York, among others. He’s performed three concerts at the National Baseball Hall of Fame and had a cameo part alongside his song in the movie, Radio. He’s appeared on nationally syndicated radio programs Mountain Stage, Acoustic Cafe, and River City Folk, and his songs are fixtures on the Dr. Demento show. His tune “Blow ‘em Away” was selected by Christine Lavin for Shanachie’s 1996 “Laugh Tracks” album, while other songs have been recorded by Kathy Mattea, David Wilcox, Sara Hickman, Chuck Pyle, and many others. This down to earth musical storyteller, with his dry, barb-witted social commentary combined with a deep underlying compassion, infuses his songs with humanity and humor, making them resonate profoundly with his listeners. With spoken introductions as spellbinding as the songs themselves, his well-travelled voice brings storiesto life with a delivery both natural and conversational. His strumming and fingerpicking draw on different good old traditional folk stuff of all kinds. Chuck’s songwriting pokes fun at political corruption, hypocrisy, frauds, and liars; telling truths that need to be told. He sings about unsung heroes and forgotten but incredible people: Odd characters from the game of baseball, migrant fruit pickers, the Goat Man, a clown, a roadside peach vendor, the man who blew kisses, the rural doctor who brought electricity to the mountains...and he sings the “strange but true” type of stories such as the public hanging of a a circus elephant, Santa getting pelted by snowballs at a football game in Philly, or the one and only unsolved skyjacking in aviation history. Chuck’s debut album, A Fingerpainter’s Murals, (1995) was a critical favorite with its collection of vividly rendered stories. In 1996, Chuck signed with Red House Records and released Letters in the Dirt. The album earned raves, and his 1998 release, Radio, was even more widely acclaimed for its great stabs at our laughable culture. Last of the Old Time, Chuck’s third album for Red House was released in 2000, and further cemented his reputation for telling it like it is. In 2002 Chuck released The Baseball Ballads, which Tim Wiles, Director of Research at The National Baseball Hall of Fame calls “a new chapter in the folklore of our national pastime.” Color Came One Day, produced by JP Cormier, was recorded in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, and was released in 2004. Arthur Wood of Folkwax wrote, “I humbly assign this recording a FolkWax rating "10" out of "10," only because I can't award an "11."

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6 of 6 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars "Blue State Jukebox", February 26, 2006

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Markus Twain (Here) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Tulips For Lunch (Audio CD)

Tony Peyser's "Blue State Jukebox"

BuzzFlash.com
February 16, 2006


Chuck Brodsky's Tulips For Lunch
Tony Peyser's "Blue State Jukebox" Review -- February, 2006

I was deleting some old emails recently and found the one I wrote last year to the big enchiladas at BuzzFlash about launching this column. I gave them some music reviewing clips and I'm pleased to say I've made good on my central promise: sharing with readers musical artists who have real talent, singular perspectives on what's going on in the world and are currently flying under the pop music radar.

Chuck Brodsky meets all those requirements.
Tulips For Lunch is the seventh album by this singer-songwriter who's based in Asheville, North Carolina. He's made quite a reputation for writing songs about baseball, so much so that some of his CDs are enshrined at the Hall Of Fame in Cooperstown. While there are tracks here on that topic, Brodsky covers a lot of other ground as well in a manner that's dependably comical, touching and unforgettable. There's a sweet rasp in his voice that recalls the pre-Fatwah Cat Stevens. It's a cliché to say someone's songs are like short stories but these truly are and Brodsky has a quiet knack for getting every iota of your undivided attention.

"Curse Of The Billy Goat" is Brodsky's breezy account of how The Chicago Cubs (allegedly) wound up being cursed. After loyal fan "Billy Goat" Bill Sianus got thrown of the 1945 World Series for bringing in his pet goat, he stood out on Waveland Avenue, raised his hands and vowed evil things on his now formerly beloved Cubbies. There's a lightness to the narrative up to this point but Brodsky becomes appropriately ominous and the chords suddenly sound a little darker: "Just then a cloud passed over/From the lake a chilly wind/Anybody within earshot/Woulda had goosebumps on their skin/The skeptics say baloney/The poets make up verse/60 some years later/They still blame it on the curse." Until the Cubs turn things around like the once cursed Red Sox did, this song will never go out of fashion. (Far be it from me to suggest song topics to someone of Brodsky's stature but maybe a tune about "The Seinfeld Curse" is in order. George, Elaine and Kramer will dismiss it as non-existent but all their solo TV sitcom efforts seem as blighted as a certain baseball team from The Windy City.)

The other baseball song here is far more somber but in keeping with Brodsky's penchant for finding unusual --- damn near unbelievable --- tales related to our great American pastime. Some previous compositions include ones about catcher Moe Berg who was a spy, Eddie Klepp, the only white guy who played in The Negro Leagues and the day Dock Ellis pitched a no-hitter on LSD. Anyway, the title alone here gives you plenty of hints: "Death Row All-Stars." Almost a 100 years ago, there were prison inmates awaiting execution who became a team. Brodsky digs deep into the infield dirt and fields some real gems about what must have been going on in these fellow's minds: "Practice in the prison yard/Concrete diamond, pocked and scarred/I only lived to crush that ball/Somewhere far beyond the walls/To places I won't ever see/Go on ball, you go for me/Give those lawmen all the drop/Keep on rolling, never stop." Every home run for those teammates who called prison home was like a message in a bottle that they hoped someone someday would notice and remember. Lucky for them, they have a sympathetic chronicler in Brodsky.

Many women (including my wife) often wonder why men wind up all weepy at movies like "Field Of Dreams" when sons play catch with their dads. I've always argued that sports movies are guy versions of chick flicks. Brodsky will surely receive a similar teary response here from a heap of guys with "The Point." It maps the growth of a dad and son's relationship over years of playing ping-pong. The lesson is that life --- and sports --- is ultimately about playing, not winning. This realization is rendered with such sweetness and clarity that I think this track alone will help sell a bunch of Brodsky's CDs in June in time for Father's Day.

The 2003 Cuba Gooding movie "Radio" was based on a magazine article about a mentally disabled man who became a mascot for a high school football team. The producers of the film knew Brodsky had written a song about this same fellow and liked it so much that a) they used part of the song in the movie and b) gave Brodsky a walk-on. A like-minded individual is also front and center in "The Man Who Blew Kisses" and a line from it gives the album its title. You don't have to have a child with a disability to be moved by this song. Because I do, it moved me that much more. One of the hardest things about raising children who are different is always going out in the world knowing (as my friend Josh eloquently put it) that you're "the other." Brodsky taps into this and his song about this gentle soul is his way of letting people who are different know they're welcome out in the world: "The man who blew kisses, blew them at me/It tickled my heart & it buckled my knee/It made my voice crack & it righted all wrongs/I blew kisses back at the end of the songs."

At this point, the songs I've mentioned have more than enough power and substance to make anybody go out and purchase this album. But I have to mention two other tracks.

While most of the CD has a folk feel to it, "Two Left Feet" definitely steps a foot forward with a country flair. As the fiddle plays, the song seems to have a life of its own as it spins around the dance floor with grace and ease. The late, great writer and radio show host Jean Shepherd would have appreciated this saga of a man at a dance with one very specific objective, only to find that he was destined to literally stumble upon another. "Two Left Feet" is about finding what you're not looking for and is as endearing a description of love blossoming that I can remember hearing in ages. As Brodsky does on several songs here, the last lines provide a new perspective on everything that's taken place. But I wouldn't dream of telling you and spoiling the surprise.

Finally, when Brodsky got in touch with me and asked me to listen to his album, all he said was he thought I'd like a song called "Liar, Liar, Pants On Fire." (He is, by the way, a self-avowed BuzzFlash fan.) Well, I really can't review anything that doesn't have something political on it and this is a sing-along corker: "Liar liar, pants on fire/Preaching only to the choir/Photo op in front of the steeple/How did you manage to fool these people?" Brodsky never lets his anger get in the way of his message and sneaks in a wonderful concluding visual with these lines: "Talk the lingo, dress the part/Even put your hand on your heart/Bomber jacket, emperor's clothes/You can't even reach the end of your nose." That dancer may have had two left feet but Brodsky here gets everything right.

One last thing: when I was trying to sell The Blue State Jukebox to BuzzFlash, one of the clips I provided was about a 2004 release called Color Came One Day. And that album just happens to have been made by a fellow named Chuck Brodsky.

2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars Stunning intelligent lyrics, February 26, 2006

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Markus Twain (Here) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Tulips For Lunch (Audio CD)

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Chuck Brodsky - Tulips for Lunch


Over the course of the past 10 years or so Chuck has released a collection of discs that stand up against the output of the very best folk singer/songwriters. His early albums contained some stunning tracks with biting sarcastic lyrics, but his real strength is as a storyteller, whether he's recounting tales of memorable baseball characters or telling tender tales he really makes the listener pay attention.
He's always had an eye for the memorable modern story, and this disc takes this theme and expands on it as many of the tracks are chronicles of strange and remarkable events that took place in the US over the past 100 years. From the story of an elephant that killed it's handler (Mary the Elelphant); a curse placed on the Cubs by a disgruntled fan (Curse of the Billy Goat); a hijack, ransom and the disappearance of the perpetrator (The Ballad of DB Cooper), through to a wonderful tale of a stand in Santa being pelted by snowballs at a football game (The Great Santa Snowball Debacle of 1968) these are all self contained stories but with facts and backgrounds that can be found and expanded on by a few minutes spent on the internet.
As ever Chuck's excellent guitar work provides the backing for the 13 songs and there's a good amount of instrumentation including fiddle, mandolin, accordion and banjo to add detail and depth to the tracks.
Stunning intelligent lyrics and subtle backing make 'Tulips for Lunch' a memorable - he's a fine singer/songwriter and this disc has some exceptional tracks and the fact that many are based on real events make them all the more interesting.

1 of 1 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars Chuck is a Wonderful Feast of a Singer/Songwriter, March 12, 2006

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Michael Z. Jody "Psychoanalyst, amateur music... (NYC & East Hampton, NY United States) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Tulips For Lunch (Audio CD)

Chuck Brodsky has a voice like caramel mixed with chocolate, resonant, smooth, rich and mellow. His lyrics are laced with empathy and sympathy for human stories. His songs are full of meaning and heart and humor and (yes I dare say it) good ol' lefty-liberal politics. (There, I've said it, sorry if I am blowing your cover Chuck.) He tells narratives, fairy-tales, chronicles and epics with his songs. Funny stories, sad, touching, warm, witty, and real. He accompanies himself on acoustic guitar (with a smattering of other musical accompaniment on some of the songs). Music that is simple, elegant, true. He is one of the finest double threat folkies around, along with Todd Snider, John Prine, and Greg Brown.

If you don't know already Mr. Brodsky's work, this is an excellent place to start. Not a bad song on the album. If you already know his work then I am preaching to the choir. Buy this one.