Written, Arranged, and Produced
by Little Steven
Little Steven: Vocals and Guitars
Adam Clayton: Bass
Jason Bonham: Drums
Background
Vocals: Steve Jordan
Jean Beauvoir
with
Ben Newberry
Frank
Newberry
Recorded by Ben Fowler and Zoë Thrall
Assisted by Scott Austin
Mixed by Kevin Shirley
Most Ably Assisted by Rich Alvy
Additional Recording
by Dan Gellert
Additional Assistance by Andrea Yankovsky
Recorded and Mixed at Avatar Studios, NYC
Mastered
by George Marino
at Sterling Sound
Art
Design Alex Ewen
Assisted by Lorraine Cullin
Original Wood
Engravings by Gustav Doré
Photography by Ronnie
Farley
Thank you pages photograph by Holly Cara Price
Business Management Jeff Schwartz
Burton Goldstein & Co., LLC
Agent (Music) Frank Barsalona
Barbara Skydell
Barry Bell
Jane Rose
Premier Talent
All Rights Reserved 1999
Correspondence
hollyc@littlesteven.com
Thank you Maureen. Your love is all that matters
to me. (And you too Jakie)
Thank you Ma, Billy,
Kathi, and Nana Lento. La Famiglia é tutto.
Thank
you Zoë for the 10 years of sharing the adventure with me. I will always cherish
our friendship and without you many things, including this record, would not have
been possible.
Thank you Lance Freed for keeping
me alive in the 90's. Your encouragement and support are unique in my experience.
This record could never have been finished without you. You are truly a great
friend.
Thank you Adam Clayton. Your bass is
the anchor of this record and your friendship and encouragement got this whole
thing started.
Thank you Jason Bonham. In my
not particularly humble opinion you are the greatest hard rock drummer in the
world.
Thank you Ben Fowler. Recording a hurricane
could not have been easy.
Thank you Ben Newberry
for standing by my side through the wars of the 80s.
Thank you Kevin Shirley for mixing the unmixable.
Thank you Jeff Schwartz for keeping me almost solvent. Your loyalty, support,
and friendship mean the world to me.
Thank you
Alex Ewen for always being there and always inspiring me.
Thank you Pat Thrall for the wicked guitar devices that only a knobbin' mamajamma
like you have.
Thank you Bruce Springsteen for
constantly showing me the possibilities.
Thank
you Steve Jordan
Thank you Jean Beauvoir
Thank you Frank Newberry
Thank you Frank Barsalona
Thank you Ronnie Farley
Thank you Scott Greenstein
Thank you Addie Szabo
Thank you Holly Cara Price
Thank you Lorraine Cullin
Thank you Burt Goldstein
Thank you Steve Popovich
Thank you Bruce Moser
Thank you Jeff "Doc" Wollock
Thank you Alarik Skarstrom
Thank you Rondor
family worldwide
Thank you William Brewster Van
Zandt
(1928 - 1998)
Thank you John Hey
(1949 - 1996)
Thank you Willie Vacarr
(1929 - 1995)
Liner
Notes
This is the record I would have made in 1969 had I been capable.
It took 20 more years to write it and another 10 to get it out but chronological
time is overrated anyway ain't it?
It is a tribute
to the hard rock pioneers that kept me alive growing up. The Kinks, the Who, the
Yardbirds, and the three groups the Yardbirds spawned - Cream, the Jeff Beck Group,
and Led Zeppelin.
It is additionally a statement
of profound gratitude to George Harrison, the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, and
the Jefferson Airplane who first turned me on to Eastern melody and philosophy
and forever expanded my cross-cultural consciousness.
I must also thank Bob Dylan from whom all lyrics flow, and Allen Ginsberg for
being a Buddhist among other things.
This is
the fifth and last of the political albums I outlined when I decided to make my
own records. I wanted to learn about what was going on and write about it, talk
about it, and hopefully learn something about myself in the process. After 5 albums
and 7 years of traveling and studying and looking around me I wrote the following
liner notes intended for the original release of this record.
We live in an insane asylum. A barbaric, merciless cesspool. And in this purgatory
filled with disease and ugliness and violence and hatred and injustice and greed
and lies and pain and frustration and confusion there are brief, fleeting moments
of peace and love and truth and beauty. They are rare. They are years and miles
apart. But they are so meaningful that they make life worth living. Those moments
give you strength to face the insanity with your balance intact and your eyes
focused and you endure and tolerate and survive.
And if you're lucky, real lucky, you can tap that strength and hold on to it long
enough to, in your own small way, try to make it all a little bit better. Just
a little bit more civil and just. To serve. And you don't do it for anybody else
because no one is going to thank you or reward you or even notice. Don't kid yourself.
You do it for you. For your own soul.
Because
in this world that's all the salvation you're ever gonna get.
Little
Steven
1999