In My Right Brain
Credits
Music and Lyrics—Jeffry Dwight, 1972-2004.
Why Should I Try Again
I Could Love You
Summer Love
Bluesville
Holiday
Keyboards—Donnie Baddorf, Jeffry Dwight.
Drums—Louie DuChane, Bryan Pierce.
Bass—Dan Nyberg.
Guitars—David Dillon, Jeffry Dwight.
Backup Vocals—Louie DuChane, Bonnie Burns, Dan Nyberg, Donnie Baddorf, Jeffry Dwight.
Strings—Jonathan Armerding, Phil Dresser, Bill Muir.
Engineering—Jim Scheffler.
Arrangement and Production—Donnie Baddorf, Jeffry Dwight.
Little Jazz Love Song
Keyboards—Donnie Baddorf.
Drums—Bryan Pierce.
Bass—Dave Radford.
Guitar—Jeffry Dwight.
Vocals—Jeffry Dwight.
Engineering—Jim Scheffler.
Arrangement and Production—Donnie Baddorf, Jeffry Dwight.
Evil Carnival
Half My Lifetime
Eyes Like Fallen Angels
Instruments and Vocals—Jeffry Dwight.
Recorded at Universal Studio, Chicago. Original
analog 16- and 24-track tapes transferred to digital in 1997. Additional songs
recorded in Jeffry's family room 1997-2004.
Liner Notes
This album is all very early music. The earliest stuff was all recorded at Univeral Studio when I was a teenager
in Chicago in the 70's. A buddy of mine, Jim Scheffler, was a recording engineer on
staff at Universal, and I dragged the band in to record "demos" in the middle of the night and on weekends. We
only had to pay for the tape and Jim's time. It was good practice for him, and good practice for us. The
"band" was composed of friends from high school. We never played together except in the studio, and most
of the guys heard the songs the for first time about the moment Jim said, "Rolling" through the intercom.
Despite all of that, we turned out some pretty good demos for a bunch of teenagers making it up as they
went along. Only Donnie, Bryan, and the string players had any kind of formal training in music. I was
just a geeky kid who surprised the hell out of everyone by starting to write songs one day.
Until the mid-eighties, the only record I had of any of these songs were crappy two-track mixdowns, some
on quarter-inch half-track and some on cassette. Then, out of the blue, Universal Studio called me and said, "Hey, we
have these tapes of yours, and we're cleaning the storage area. You want 'em, or should we toss 'em?"
I had no idea what material had survived on the tapes, but I wanted them. Even though I'd already paid for the tapes, the bozos at the studio had no record of that, so
I had to pay again. Two-inch recording tape wasn't cheap back then, and it cost me several hundred dollars that
I had to borrow from my parents. Of course, there was absolutely nothing I could do with the tapes, since
the equipment to play them existed only in studios. So I stuck them in the back of my closet and forgot about
them until the mid-90's.
Analog recording on two-inch tape was quickly becoming a thing of the past by the mid-90's, and I worried
that if I waited much longer, I would never be able to play the tapes because the equipment to play
them would be gone. So I found a studio in Dallas able to transfer them onto 24-track digital, paid
several hundred dollars again, and I still didn't know what was on the tapes.
Turns out six songs—I Could Love you, Summer Love, Bluesville, Why Should I Try Again,
Holiday, and Little Jazz Love Song—were intact. The rest of the songs were either too degraded, partly
over-written with other stuff, or straddling a spot where the tape had been spliced so many times that it
was no longer readable.
Not one of the six intact songs was completely intact, either. Dropouts and bleedthrough had corrupted many
of the tracks, and the tapes were noisy as hell. Analog has always been noisy, but age makes it worse. The signal
levels drop, the highs whisper off into nothing, and the bass spreads across tracks. Bleedthrough (where parts of
the song further along the tape become imprinted on the current music because the tape overlaps while wound on
the reel for years during storage) made the silences rather noisy, too.
I ended up peeling off each track of each song digitally, running it through the computer to squash blurts, beeps,
hiss, and bleeds, then recombining everything. The parts that couldn't be recovered I dubbed over, and I had
a hell of a time trying to make my modern instruments match the original sounds. I redid the lead vocals,
added backgrounds in places where I'd either always wanted them or the originals had become corrupted, and remixed
it all.
Quite a job for just a six-song demo, but those songs have sentimental value. The end result sounds pretty
much like any other music recorded in the 70's, and I'm glad I now have them in digital format. As one of my
nephews is fond of saying, "Bits don't fade."
I added three more songs to round out the short album.
—Jeffry Dwight, 2004.
Why Should I Try Again
I'm sorry for all the times I've tried
I'm sorry for all the times I've cried
I'm sorry, oh, I'm sorry for love
I'm trying for a little reason
You're crying for a change of season
I'm sorry, oh, I'm sorry for love
How can I know when love is real?
How can I know just what to feel?
Why should I try again?
I'm sorry for all the things I've said
Sometimes I could wish that I were dead
I'm sorry, oh, I'm sorry for love
How can I know when love is real?
How can I know just what to feel?
Why should I try again?
I Could Love You
Leave all the lights burning tonight
Sometimes I can't seem to face the dark
And if you will please stay with me until
I can begin to face the night again
But I know I've got nothing to fear
Just as long as you are here
And I know you've got nowhere to go
So slow down, and
I could love you tonight
I could love you
Tonight you've been such a friend
I can hardly say how much you've meant
I only know that I need your sweet "hello"
To greet me in the morning light
And you know you've got something to show
When you're never feeling low
And you know you've got something to say
When you know that
I could love you tonight
I could love you tonight
Summer Love
It's such a sad thing when good friends must part
It's such a hard thing for new love to start
I'm going to miss you, and I pray you'll miss me too
Summer love, I need you to hold me forever
Summer love, please tell me you'll be here whenever
Summer love...
It's such a sad thing when summer must end
It's such a hard thing to say, "Farewell, my friend"
I've come to need you—Don't want to leave
My lover, please say you'll stay in my arms
I only want this day to last forever
Forever and a day
Summer love, I need you to hold me forever
Summer love, I want you now, I want you more than ever
Summer love, I only want, I only want to hold you
Summer love...
Love in the summer
Love in the summertime now
Love in the summer
Love in the summertime
Bluesville
Everything's normal in Bluesville
The residents are feeling down
The people there pretend that they don't care
It's a lazy, loafing sort of town
Loneliness is not uncommon
'Cause friendly smiles do not belong
They're all dreaming 'bout happy might-have-beens
And living in world of frowns
They're singing the blues, singing the blues
They're singing the blues, singing the blues
Yes, everything's normal in Bluesville
Nothing's changed down there in years
They're still dreaming 'bout happy might-have-beens
And crying unrepentant tears
Loneliness is not uncommon
'Cause friendly smiles do not belong
They're all dreaming 'bout happy might-have-beens
And living in world of frowns
They're singing the blues, singing the blues
They're singing the blues, singing the blues
Evil Carnival
Half My Lifetime
All my choices are gray
Half my lifetime has slipped away
Easy now to see where I went wrong
Easy now to see where I belong
But half my lifetime has gone
Half my lifetime has gone
All my pride's turned to dust
Half my loving's been spent on lust
Easy now to see what I must do
Easy now to give my heart to you
But half my lifetime, a fool
Half my lifetime, a fool
So much time weighing down my mind
So many places without you
So much time caught between my lies
I love you
All my feelings are cold
Half my pleasures are growing old
Harder now to turn my heart to stone
Harder now to live my life alone
And half my lifetime has gone
Half my lifetime has gone
So much time weighing down my mind
So many places without you
So much time caught between my lies
I love you
All my choices are gray
Half my lifetime has slipped away
Eyes Like Fallen Angels
You walk into the room, your eyes like fallen angels
My heart was filled with gloom, but your smile was like a signal
Could I be wrong? Could you belong to me tonight?
Or am I right about your smile? Just for a while, you're in love
Then you touch my face, and I have to stop and wonder
Why should I erase the spell you've put me under?
Could I be right? Could my life start here tonight?
Right before your eyes! Or am I wrong? Just like a song, I'm in love
Could it be so wrong, you know it happens all the time
Just takes so long to find someone to share my mind
Are the things you see in me the things I see in you?
Oh, darling, is it true?
Then you take my head and you lead me into heaven
Until this evening ends I wanna take all you're giving
Will it be nice living in your eyes? Don't ask me why!
Just let me try. Lord above, what I'm thinking of—we're in love
Could it be so wrong, you know it happens all the time
Just takes so long to find someone to share my mind
Are the things you see in me the things I see in you?
Oh, darling, is it true?
Holiday
Don't want to waste my time just hanging around you
Well I got better things I could do
Lady you know, we're no longer children
We both got different roads to choose
I don't want to make you unhappy
Lord only knows I've hurt you enough
But lady you know, this isn't a story
I can't bring back the love I've lost
Feel like a puppet on a string
And it's time to go
It's been a very good thing
But it's time to go
Don't want to waste my time just hanging around you
Well I got better things I could do
Lady you know, we're no longer children
We both got different roads to choose
You can't say that I never loved you
You can't say I've done you wrong
Twenty-three years is a hell of a holiday
It's time for me to move on
Feel like a puppet on a string
And it's time to go
It's been a very good thing
But it's time to go
I see the hurt in your eyes
I feel the coldness in your heart
Why can't you simply realize
I need to make a new start
Feel like a puppet on a string
And it's time to go
It's been a very good thing
But it's time to go
Little Jazz Love Song
Looking out for my happiness
Trying hard not to be impressed with you
What am I supposed to do?
Walking down this lonely street
Every sign I see see seems to point
Directly at you
Whoa, whoa, I've got this feeling
I'm going to fall in love with you
Whoa, and I've got this feeling
This love is something new
Looking out for my happiness
Trying hard not to be impressed with you
What am I supposed to do?
Whoa, whoa, I've got this feeling
I'm going to fall in love with you
Whoa, and I've got this feeling
I've got this feeling...
