Williamsburg Salsa Orchestra

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Compact Disc - WSO Debut Album

The Williamsburg Salsa Orchestra debut record in hard-copy, real world, CD form. All 10 tracks, in pristine fidelity.

"The work here is way above and beyond anything anyone else is doing right now – and maybe ever." --- www.palosalsero.com

"The arrangements are magnificent, you could close your eyes and get carried away....a really great band..." --- Solar Latin Club

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WSO T-shirt

Only available locally at our shows untill now. 8-bit font, black T with red & white lettering. "American Apparel"-type cut for a close, fashionable fit.
Photos feature Solange wearing a customized T.
(All funds go into our recording & touring budget so we can bring you more music and come to where you are. Thanks!)

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Brooklyn Bowl Poster 11 X 17

Beautiful poster from our ongoing residency at The Brooklyn Bowl. On thick poster paper, shipped to you in a tube.
It's got a cool vintage look with a futuristic vibe. Destined to be a classic sometime around 3085 A.D.

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1.	Wolf Like Me 05:26	lyrics	download

2.	Young Folks 07:32	lyrics	download

3.	I Turn My Camera On 05:57	lyrics	download

4.	L.E.S. Artistes 06:23	lyrics	download

5.	Keep The Car Running 05:30	lyrics	download

6.	Ambling Alp 06:09	lyrics	download

7.	Black Albino Bones 06:29	lyrics	download

8.	Cheated Hearts 06:07	lyrics	download

9.	Pleasure Town 06:41	info	download
10.	Someone Great 06:03	lyrics	download

about

Contact us at www.wsoband.com, and wso@giannimano.com.
Facebook & Twitter @theWSO.

ABOUT THE WSO

The Williamsburg Salsa Orchestra is a stunning 11-piece band which forgoes the standard repertoire of vintage salsa covers and sound-alike originals, instead playing dynamic, dura arrangements of indie rock tunes we love. No bananas in the hair; this is innovative, astonishing salsa with a new, vibrant aesthetic.

With an ever-evolving set list that includes songs by Arcade Fire, LCD Soundsystem, The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, TV On The Radio, Animal Collective, The Black Keys, Spoon and many more, the WSO has taken the typical salsa form and infused it with a completely modern identity. The explosive arrangements have established the band as a groundbreaking force in the New York underground and have led to a high-profile open-ended residency at The Brooklyn Bowl, as well as legendary salsa venue S.O.B’s, bringing the big band sound back after decades of absence.

The WSO Debut Album has been hailed throughout the world as a document which resets the boundaries of the art form, appearing on many “Best of 2011” lists, and getting spun in clubs throughout the globe. Led by percussionist/arranger Gianni Mano, (from the Latin-funk legends Radio Mundial), and featuring Argentine chanteuse Solange Prat, along with a full compliment of horns & percussion, the WSO contains some of the best young players on the scene with backgrounds from Columbia, Panama, Puerto Rico, Nueva York, and all over the USA.

Contact: wso@giannimano.com

credits

released 05 June 2011
website: www.wsoband.com

Gianni Mano - Timbales/Bandleader
Solange Prat - Lead Vocals
Geraldo Flores - Bongo
Jhohan Hernandez - Congas
Angela Ortiz - Piano
Andy Cotton - Bass
Jason Prover - Trumpet
Jon Lijoi - Trumpet
Alex Asher - Trombone
James Hall - Trombone
Morgan Price - Baritone Sax

Special Guests:
Norbert Stachel - Flute (track 10)
Rafi Malkiel - Trombone (tracks 3, 4, 7, 8)

Recorded and Mixed by Aaron Nevezie at The Bunker Studio, Brooklyn NY
Mastered at Masterdisk NY by Scott Hull

Produced and Arranged by Gianni Mano

Band Photo by Jen Painter
CD Design and Layout by Miko

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Track Name: Wolf Like Me: Say say my playmate
Wont you lay hands on me
Mirror my malady
Transfer my tragedy

Got a curse I cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
When the moon is round and full
Gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish

We could jet in a stolen car
But I bet we wouldn't get too far
Before the transformation takes
And bloodlust tanks and
Crave gets slaked

My mind has changed
My bodys frame but god I like it
My hearts aflame
My bodys strained but god I like it

My mind has changed
My bodys frame but god I like it
My hearts aflame
My bodys strained but god I like it

Charge me your day rate
I'll turn you out in kind
When the moon is round and full
Gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your
Mongrel mind
Baby doll I recognize
You're a hideous thing inside
If ever there were a lucky kind it's
You you you you

I know it's strange another way to get to know you
You'll never know unless we go so let me show you
I know it's strange another way to get to know you
We've got till noon here comes the moon
So let it show you
Show you now

Dream me oh dreamer
Down to the floor
Open my hands and let them
Weave onto yours

Feel me, completer
Down to my core
Open my heart and let it
Bleed onto yours

Feeding on fever
Down on all fours
Show you what all that
Howlin's for

We're howlin' forever
Track Name: Young Folks: If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you
Track Name: I Turn My Camera On: I turn my camera on
I cut my fingers on the way
The way I'm slippin away
I turn my feelings off
Y' made me untouchable for life
And you wasn't polite

It hit me like a tom
You hit me like a tom
On on and on

When I turn my feelings on
I turn my feelings on inside
Feel like I'm gonna ignite
I saw them stars go off
I saw them stars go off at night
And they're looking alright

Keep on blowin up
Keep on blowin em off
Get up roll it out
Keep on showin em out

Y' hit me like a tom
It hit me like a tom
On and on a tom

I turn my camera on
I cut my fingers on the way
I feel me slippin away
I wipe my feelings off
Y' made me untouchable for life
Yeah and you wasn't polite

Y' hit me like a tom
I don't know where it's from
It hit me like a tom
Track Name: L.E.S. Artistes: What I'm searching for
to tell it straight, I'm trying to build a wall
Walking by myself
down avenues that reek of time to kill
If you see me keep going
be a pass by waver
Build me up, bring me down
just leave me out you name dropper
Stop trying to catch my eye
I see you good you forced faker
Just make it easy
You're my enemy you fast talker

Chorus:
I can say I hope it will be worth what I give up
If I could stand up mean for the things that I believe

What am I here for
I left my home to disappear is all
I'm here for myself
Not to know you
I don't need no one else
Fit in so good the hope is that you cannot see me later
You don't know me
I am an introvert an excavator
I'm duckin' out for now
a face in dodgy elevators
Creep up and suddenly
I found myself
an innovator

Chorus.

Change, change, change,
I want to get up out of my skin
tell you what
if I can shake it
I'm 'a make this
something worth dreaming of
Track Name: Keep The Car Running: Every night my dream’s the same
Same old city with a different name
They’re not coming to take me away
I don’t know why but I know I can’t stay

There’s a weight that’s pressing down
Late at night you can hear the sound
Even the noise you make when you sleep
Can’t swim across a river so deep

They know my name 'cause I told it to them
But they don’t know where and they don’t know when
It’s coming
When it’s coming

There’s this fear I keep so deep
Knew its name since before I could speak
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

They know my name 'cause I told it to them
But they don’t know where and they don’t know when
It’s coming or when
But it’s coming, keep the car running

If some night I don’t come home
Please don’t think I’ve left you alone
The same place that I must go when they die
You can’t climb across a mountain so high
The same city where I go when I sleep
Can’t swim across a river so deep

They know my name 'cause I told it to them
But they don’t know where and they don’t know when
It’s coming or when
Is it’s coming? Keep the car running
Keep the car running
Keep the car running
Track Name: Ambling Alp: Now kid I know I haven't been a perfect man
And I've avoided doing things I know I can
But if I've learned one thing to tattoo on my arm
Or burn into my thumb it would be that

You must stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done

Oh Max Schmelling was a formidable foe
The Ambling Alp was too at least that's what I'm told
But if you learn one thing you've learned it well
In June you must give fascists hell
They'll run but they can't hide

You must stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done

And when those thunder clouds are cryin
(in the skies, in the skies)
And when those fireflies keep shining,
(in your eyes, in your eyes)
Keep your mind on the time,
With your ass on the line,
Keep your fleet feet sliding
(side, to the side)

Now the world can be an unfair place at times
But your lows will have their compliment of highs
And if anyone should cheat you
Take advantage of or beat you raise your head
And wear your wounds with pride

You must stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Track Name: Black Albino Bones: Can't sleep thinking about it

Rubbing stones together until the magic comes out,
Embracing the purity, the purity of obscurity,
Try to capture the name as it spins in your mind,
Follow it with our eyes,
The dizzy epiphany discovered an artifact of my own,
It's the little things that get us through life,

Squishing flesh together until the magic comes out,
Until we both ejaculate ride the wave
As a little dies, the orgasmic of the fantastic,
We well up, and then we explode!
It's the little things that get us through life,

I need a little escape

Burning plants together until the magic comes out,
Take it in the inhalate, inhalate what escalates,
Hold the vapor deep down inside the toxic fumes,
Initiate the levitate,
We slowly start to drift off,
It's the little things that get us through life
Track Name: Cheated Hearts: Cheated by
The opposite of love
Held on high
From up up up above
Kept my high
From the second one
Kept my eye
On the first one

Now take these rings
And stow them safe away
I'll wear them on
Another rainy day
Take these rings
And stow them safe away
I'll wear them on
Another rainy day

Take these rings
And stow them safe away
I'll wear them on
Another rainy day
Take these rings
And stow them safe away
I'll wear them on
Another rainy day

Well I'm
Taka-taka-taka-taka-takin' it off
And she's
Taka-taka-taka-taka-takin' it off
And he's
Taka-taka-taka-taka-takin' it off
And we're
Taka-taka-taka-taka-takin' it off

Sometimes
I think that I'm bigger
Than the sound
I think that I'm bigger
Than the sound
I think that I'm bigger
than the sound
I think that I'm bigger
Than the sound

She'll take on high
She'll take on high-igh

Well sometimes
I think that I'm bigger
Than the sound
I think that I'm bigger
Than the sound
I think that I'm bigger
Than the sound
Well I think that I'm bigger
Than the sound
Track Name: Someone Great: I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that's the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
The little things that made me harassed,
Are gone, in a moment.
I miss the way we used to argue,
Locked, in your basement.

I wake up and the phone is ringing,
Surprised, as it's early.
And that should be the perfect warning,
That something's, a problem.
To tell the truth I saw it coming,
The way, you were breathing.
But nothing can prepare you for it,
The voice, on the other, end.

The worst is all the lovely weather,
I'm sad, it's not raining.
The coffee isn't even bitter,
Because, what's the difference?
There's all the work that needs to be done,
It's late, for revision.
There's all the time and all the planning,
And songs, to be finished.

And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
Till the day it stops