For those of you outside California,

here's the news that was not much

reported nationwide: people in

California lost their homes when

the Japanese tsunami hit the

West Coast a few days ago.


Yes, houseboats were lost in the Monterey and Santa Cruz area

and elsewhere. And hundreds of other boats -- some folks had

everything invested in them -- were also destroyed by the waves

that hit the coast from around 6,000 miles away. (Though this

loss pales in contrast to the deep (and deepening) tragedy in

Japan, it ain't nothing. Just ask the guys in Monterey who now

have nowhere to live.)



Yet not one high-profile expert or government official, prior to the west

coast tsunami that everyone knew was on its way, warned

Californians to park their boats in a protected waterway, to sail their

boats to San Pablo Bay or to the Carquinez Strait and

anchor them off Martinez until the tsunami subsided.



Because had boat-owners been alerted along the coast, they

would surely have sailed away from the tsunami in the hours

before it hit.




A couple days after the waves hit, we started hearing from a

new set of experts. This time, they were saying, "No, radiation from Fukushima

couldn't possibly travel across the Pacific to the U.S., no way; it would

dissipate before it ever got here."



Now we're hearing a revision of that: the authorities are currently

saying, "Measurable levels of radiation from Fukushima will start

falling on California tomorrow [Friday] afternoon, but -- not to worry -- the

radiation won't harm anyone."



Well, there are a whole lot of intelligent people out here -- and not the

"black helicopter" crowd, either -- who are very skeptical of what

they're hearing from "experts" and "government authorities" these days.

There is a sense among smart well-informed people in the Golden State

that the experts in many fields have, plainly, been wrong too many

times to have much credibility. It's not that they're lying; it's that they

can't possibly know the full effects of unprecedented calamities -- and

they won't admit that fact.



Let's see, the experts grossly underestimated the extent of the

BP oil spill. The experts couldn't see what Katrina did before it

did it. The foreign policy experts didn't see the Egyptian revolution

coming, even after Tunis fell. The economic experts didn't see the

fall of the U.S. economy in '08 until it was well underway. And -- add to

that -- the experts didn't anticipate the damage from the

California tsunami of '11.



I mean, when have the experts been right about a major event lately? There

seems to be an expert-ocracy out there by which one tenured

authority backs his colleague's view so they can both keep their

highly-paid jobs.



So now we're supposed to believe the experts who say we

have nothing to fear from the radiation that is about to fall

in California.


The scary thing is that we're not even dealing with the fall-out from

the complete meltdowns that are likely to happen at Fukushima in

the next several days.



But I digress. Paul

















Here's the online edition of Paul Iorio's new e.p., "Seven Words,"
which includes five brand new songs (plus three holdovers from
last October).

Just click here to listen!
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_music.cfm?bandID=1111859

The tracks (all written, performed and produced by Paul Iorio) are:

1. Seven Words
2. European Prep-School Freakout
3. Love in the Morning Sky
4. Shoot the Fascist
5. Trees Try to Rise Above Their Roots
6. Kiss Me Where Your Mouth Is
7. They're Building a Mosque in My Mind
8. One More Dream

[The songs in red are brand new (as of December 2010); the ones in black were released back in October 2010.]

And click here, too:
http://alonetone.com/pauliorio1



Seven Words
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010

When I was just a little boy
I was told the words you can't say
And I assured my teachers and priests
That I would surely obey

But when I find that in my mind
The words I need are not in line
Gotta say it as I find

There are seven words you cannot say

Sit
Kiss
Buck
Punt
Rocksuckin'
Tougherpuckin'
Fits!

When I became a full grown man
I kept using words that were banned
They say, "I believe in diversity/
As long as everybody agrees with me"

But when I find that in my mind
The words I need are not in line
Gotta say it as I find

There are seven words you cannot say

Sit
Kiss
Buck
Punt
Rocksuckin'
Tougherpuckin'
Fits!

There are seven words you cannot say

Let me walk you through it

Sit
Kiss
Buck
Punt
Rocksuckin'
Tougherpuckin'
Fits!

There are seven words you cannot say

NOTES ON "SEVEN WORDS": Yes, it's about the seven words banned from the airwaves by the FCC. (But, rest assured, none of those forbidden words are in my song.)

* * * *

EUROPEAN PREP-SCHOOL FREAK-OUT
Music and Lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010

European prep-school freak out
European prep-school freak out

She called the headmaster from Leipzig Station
Said her Rail Pass was all used up
Spent her last Euro on bad Chianti
Interpol wants her for a stolen Avanti

They saw her speedin' around Cortina d'Ampezzo

European prep-school freak out
European prep-school freak out

The baronessa says
You get yourself back here
Before you start makin headlines in
La Repubblica, Radio Luxembourg
She heard about the scandal on the BBC

BBC HD Lancashire (I hope you're proud of yourself)

European prep-school freak out
European prep-school freak out

They tried to catch her at the Uffizi
Chased her through the Caravaggio room
But she escaped to the Ponte Vecchio
Bought herself some leather on the way to The Tombs

There's a big Radiohead concert out there tonight

European prep-school freak out
European prep-school freak out
European prep-school freak out
European prep-school freak out

NOTES ON "EUROPEAN PREP-SCHOOL FREAKOUT": I came up with the title first and just had to build a song around it. It's the scandalous tale of a Euro-schoolgirl in disgrace!

* * * *

LOVE IN THE MORNING SKY
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010

Love in the morning skyway
Blue and silver light
Love in the morning skyway
Not a cloud in sight

If we lived a thousand years
Nothing would be so special

If we lived a thousand years
Nothing would be so special

Love in the morning sky
Love in the morning sky

Love in the morning skyway
Blue and silver light
Love in the morning skyway
Not a cloud in sight

If we lived a thousand years
Nothing would be so special

If we lived a thousand years
Nothing would be so special

Love in the morning sky
Love in the morning sky
If we lived a thousand years
Love in the morning sky
If we lived a thousand years

Nothing would be so special
Love in the morning sky

If we lived a thousand years
Love in the morning sky

If we lived a thousand years
Love in the morning sky

If we lived a thousand years

Love in the morning sky
Love in the morning sky

NOTES ON "LOVE IN THE MORNING SKY': Ballad with a pretty melody that came to me while I was washing up in my bathroom one morning.

* * * *

[NOTE: Please do not mis-read this song and object
to it reflexively. There's a plot twist near the end
that shifts the meaning substantially.]

SHOOT THE FASCIST
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010

Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face
A tumor on the human race
Shoot the fascist in the face

Gestapo knocks and says it's only routine
Then they put you on a train to the gas machine

Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face

White sheets show up at the break of dawn
Trying to burn a cross on my front lawn

Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face

They have the nerve to outlaw sacrilege
The Third Reich is their lineage

Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face

Now they're trying to ban the Argentino tango
Hey, they just murdered Theo Van Gogh

Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face

Now someone's thinking I'm a fascist, too
They're tracking me down just like I did you

Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face
A tumor on the human race
Shoot the fascist in the face

Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face
A tumor on the human race
Shoot the fascist in the face

Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face
Shoot the fascist in the face

NOTES ON "SHOOT THE FASCIST": A "Beat on the Brat"-ish sort of song, about fighting Nazis past and present. But (as I mentioned) there's a plot twist near the end that shifts the meaning. (By the way, someone thinks I made a mistake singing, "Now they're trying to ban the Argentino Tango/Hey, they just shot Theo Van Gogh." Shouldn't that be the Argentina Tango?, he asks. The answer is no. I was playing off the title of the famous Broadway musical "Tango Argentino," but
apparently some aren't catching the reference.)


* * * &

ONE MORE DREAM
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010


One more dream till the snooze button hits
One more dream till I'm flyin' over it
One more dream and the fantasy fits
One more, one more dream
One more, one dream

I don't wanna die
But I know that I'll die
I just wanna dream
And I know when I dream
it just seems

Life happens between dreams

And I know when I dream that it seems

One more dream till the snooze button hits
One more dream till I'm flyin' over it
One more dream and the fantasy fits
One more, one more dream
One more, one dream

I just wanna fly
'Cause I know I can't fly
I just wanna soar
To the place where the earth starts to curve

And everything turns round

Cause I know when I dream that it seems

One more dream till the snooze button hits
One more dream till I'm flyin' over it
One more dream and the fantasy fits
One more, one more dream

One more, one more dream
One more, one more dream
One more, one more dream

NOTES ON "ONE MORE DREAM": I wrote this in November 2010, though the chorus dates back to around 2003, About how "life happens between dreams."

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