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FoBluCo n. 1). A musical sytle borrowing from the genres of folk, blues, and country. 2). A sound blending the following ingredients: a pinch of back-woods, a smidgen of back-porch, a dash of delta, with sprinkes of twang

1 ©2007 Christopher J. Younger. All rights reserved

3,4,5,9,11,12 ©2008 Christopher J. Younger. All rights reserved

2,6,7,10 ©2008 Rob Fedorczyk. All rights reserved

Recorded & Mastered at Dan’s House Studio

Mixed by Friends of Tom and Dan McKinney at Dan’s House Studio

Cover Art by Kate Morgan

Friends of Tom is:

      Liz Younger: vocals

      Chris Younger: Guitar, Mandolin

      Rob Fedorczyk: Guitar, Slide, Banjo, Pedal Steel

      Jim Thompson: Acoustic Upright Bass

      With our talented special guests:

            John Carelli: Tenor (www.johncarelli.com)

            Cliff Cole: Drums, Hammered Dulcimer, 

            Scratchy thing (www.daybreakfolk.com)

            Dan McKinney: piano, organ 

            (www.danshousestudio.com)

            Tom Walz: Harmonica                                                          (www.myspace.com/tomwalzragtimeguitar)

             Jeff White: Drums

A special thanks to:

To our families, friends, and fans who have supported us throughout this project.

To our special musical guests who added their personal touches that made our songs not only special, but better.

Dan McKinney for his engineering excellence and his guidance, patience, and “counseling” in the studio.

Friends of Tom call their CD FoBluCo because this four-piece mixes up folk, blues, and country into their unique Americana mix. Or as the CD notes secondarily define it all: “A sound blending the following ingredients: a pinch of back-woods, a smidgen of back-porch, a dash of delta, with sprinkles of twang.” And that sounds about right, as this music is miles away from the main road and its cosmopolitan music.

The best part about this recording is the way the group inserts plenty of great acoustic instrumentation. The Dobro on “Broken Memory Blues” stands out, as does the mandolin on “Tell Me Now” and “Grateful Ed”.

Those who don’t create firm walls between musical styles (country on this side, rock on that side, for instance) will likely appreciate the way Friends of Tom have created a friendly atmosphere for multiple forms to coexist happily together.

1). East Coast Woman 3:21         Words & music Christopher J. Younger (BMI)

I estimate that I spent a quarter of my life waiting for my wife. The instructions I gave Liz was to sing this like an arrogant, self-absorbed woman, not that I’m implying anything. This one is for you dearJ

           Vocals: Liz Younger

           Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin: Chris Younger

            Dobro Slide: Rob Fedorczyk

            Bass: Jim Thompson

            Drums: Jeff White

2). Broken Memory Blues 4:21        Words & music Rob Fedorczyk

Don’t remember what this song is about.

            Vocals: Liz Younger

            Acoustic Guitar: Chris Younger

            Dobro Slide: Rob Fedorczyk

            Bass: Jim Thompson

            Drums: Jeff White

            Harmonica: Tom Walz

3). Just Because 4:10        Words & music Christopher J. Younger (BMI)

A war cry for integrity, decency, change, and good old common sense. Everyone can make a difference.

          Vocals: Liz Younger

           Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin: Chris Younger

           Dobro Slide: Rob Fedorczyk

           Bass: Jim Thompson

           Drums: Jeff White

4). The Men In My Life 5:04       Words & music Christopher J. Younger ( BMI)

Ok, this is a musicians song and non-musicians my not get it. I had fun with this one, writing from the perspective of a woman who had a string of bad relationships and then finding her true Love(s).

            Vocals: Liz Younger

            Acoustic Rhythm and Lead Guitars, Electric Lead Guitar Solos: Chris Younger

            Electric Guitar Lead Embellishments: Rob Fedorczyk

            Bass: Jim Thompson

            Drums: Jeff White

            Organ: Dan McKinney

5). Tell Me Now 5:00        Words & music Christopher J. Younger (BMI)

A love song is nice. A love song after 22 years of marriage…….priceless.

            Vocals: Liz Younger, Chris Younger

            Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin: Chris Younger

            Bass: Jim Thompson

           Drums, Hammered Dulcimer: Cliff Cole

6). "Bear" Bones 4:54         Words & music Rob Fedorczyk

A tune for those who do not subscribe to the theory that the one with the most toys wins. Rob "bears" his sole on this one.

            Vocals: Liz Younger

            Backup Vocals: Chris Younger

            Acoustic Guitar: Chris Younger

            Dobro Slide: Rob Fedorczyk

            Bass: Jim Thompson

            Drums: Jeff White

            Harmonica: Tom Walz

            Acoustic Piano: Dan McKinney

7). Grateful Ed 4:43        Words & music Rob Fedorczyk

The tale of a fabulized mandolin strumming folklore legend.

            Vocals: Liz Younger

            Mandolin: Chris Younger

            Acoustic Guitar: Rob Fedorczyk

            Bass: Jim Thompson

            Drums: Cliff Cole

8). House of the Rising Sun 3:36       Traditional, Arranged by Friends of Tom

Hopefully a fresh spin on a old chestnut.       BTW, Dylan didn’t write this even though he claimed credit for it.

            Vocals: Liz Younger

            Acoustic Guitar Finger Picking, Mandolin: Chris Younger

            Acoustic Guitar, Rhythm & Lead Embellishments: Rob Fedorczyk

            Bass: Jim Thompson

            Drums: Jeff White

9). Never Said Goodbye 5:01        Words & music Christopher J. Younger (BMI)

A good friend made a bad choice, this one’s for you Mike.

            Vocals: Liz Younger

            Backup Vocals: Chris Younger

            Operatic Vocal Intro and Bridge Vocal: John Carelli

            Acoustic Guitars: Chris Younger

            Bass: Jim Thompson

            Drums: Jeff White

10). So Well 5:30        Words & music Rob Fedorczyk

No finer man has ever walked this land, for him God broke the mold. Dedicated to Gene.

            Vocals: Rob Fedorczyk

            Backup Vocal over chorus: Liz Younger

            Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin: Chris Younger

           Resonator Slide, Pedal Steel, Egg: Rob Fedorczyk

           Bass: Jim Thompson

           Drums: Cliff Cole

11). Would It Be Me 4:35        Words & music Christopher J. Younger (BMI)

The inspiration for this song came from an essay contest in a magazine where the topic was, “If you could spend a day with anyone in the world, who would it be and why”.

            Vocals: Liz Younger

            Acoustic Guitar: Chris Younger

           Dobro Slide, Banjo: Rob Fedorczyk

           Bass: Jim Thompson

           Drums: Jeff White

12). Wait For You 5:19       Words & music Christopher J. Younger (BMI)

It’s a shame bad things happen to good people. For Ellen, in memory of George.

            Vocals: Liz Younger

            Backup Vocals: Chris Younger

            Acoustic Guitar: Chris Younger

            Dobro Slide: Rob Fedorczyk

            Bass: Jim Thompson

            Djembe: Cliff Cole

            Harmonica: Tom Walz

East Coast Woman

Well I’ll bring home the bacon, and cook your gourmet meals

I’ll wash your dirty laundry, and ask you how ya feel,

I’ll shower you with love and let you know you’re mine,

Just don’t expect me to ever be on time

CHORUS

Now everyone is crazy, counting minutes like their gold

I get a little distracted, at least that’s what I’m told

No disrespect intended, when I get there you’re all mine

I’m just an East Coast Woman, living in central time

Lead

The whole world has a problem with my life don’t you agree

Why can’t you just wait for me, I’ll get there eventually,

I try to be punctual, and all that it has shown,

Hell I can’t help it if I’m livin’ in a different time zone.

Bridge

Vocal Improvisation

You seem to have a problem with my always running late

I – can’t – help – it, If I can’t keep a date,

You know that I’ll get there, most likely when you finish – but

How can I help it if my hour has 90 minutes.

Chorus

Outro

I'm hear...............

Back

Broken Memory Blues

Your brain’s supposed to be, a memory location,

A recall machine, full on information,

Ande when you're young, I guess that's the way it is.

But as the years pass by, brain cells melt away,

It comes with age, at least that’s what they say,

But I’m tellin’ you now, it’s reality.

CHORUS:

Cuz I … got the broken memory blues

You might not approve, but it’s my excuse … excuse to keep forgettin’

It’s why I can’t remember, the day of the week,

Sometimes I get so tongue-tied, I c-c-c-can’t even speak

Cuz I … got the broken memory blues

I walk into a room, firmly on a mission,

Start spinnin’ round in circles, I lose my ammunition,

Cuz I can’t remember, what I came to look for

I bumped into a fellow, we had a little chat,

We talked a half an hour, he knew me like old hat,

Then afterwards I’m thinkin’, Who the hell was that?

CHORUS:

LEAD

My forgetter’s getting better, my recollector is broke,

My overlooker is on fire, my reminder’s up in smoke,

You might think it’s funny, but I say it ain’t no joke.

So it’s the lifestyle I live, not like I have an option,

No chances of improvement, what’s done cannot be undone,

And if you don’t get it, you’re time will surely come

CHORUS

So when we meet from time to time, please try and have compassion,

I really think forgetin’ is gettin’ quite in fashion

So join in my journey nothing left to loose

Cuz I … got the broken memory blues

Back

Just Because

Just because you pay the rent

Salute the flag, or are the president

Just because you are a celebrity, Drive a Prius, or give to charity,

It doesn’t mean you’re a good person,

It doesn’t mean you’ve got something to say.

Just because you’re educated,

and can understand what Niche stated,

Just because you’re on T.V. or wrote a book, or won a Grammy,

It doesn’t mean you’re a good person,

It doesn’t mean you’ve got something to say

Where have all the good people gone,

Heroes few, morals none,

Why can’t we all just get along,

Just Because, Just because

When I look up I’d like to see,

Decent people with integrity,

Instead I see corruption and shame,

With no solutions, only blame.

Lead

Just because you go to church, and pay the piper and support the troops,

Just because you’re an MVP, and play the best that best can be,

It doesn’t mean you’re a good person,

It doesn’t mean you’ve got something to say.

Where have all the good people gone,

Searching hard and finding none,

Why are manners and morals done,

Just Because, Just Because,

When I look up All I see,

Is a world filled with hypocrisy

Let’s all fight for a change,

With solutions, and no blame.

Just Because………..

Back

The Men in My Life

The men in my life are the best men in the world,

They never give me trouble, and are always respectful,

Always treat me like a queen, and boy do they like to play

Mr. Martin, he’s a classic indeed,

Keeps getting better with age, and I think you will agree,

He stands a head above the rest, with a reputation that’s guaranteed.

Mr. Fender, he’s not out to impress,

A legend for sure, His look and feel surely suggest

He’s the master of casters, His Telly and Strat are the best.

Lead

The men in my life, no they don’t cheat on me

They’re not obsessed with sports, or other bad T.V.

Forget the Viagra, they’re always ready for me.

Mr. Taylor is sure coming into his own,

He’s sweet and bright, with a smooth and consistent tone,

He’s a little reserved but his reputation sure has grown

Mr Gibson is surely a treat,

His Les Paul Deluxe and Standard surely can’t be beat

When he pulls out his Custom, makes my knees go weak.

Lead

The men in my life are the best men near and far,

They don’t talk trash and they treat me like a star,

They’re always there for me, Yeah - they’re my favorite guitars.

They’re always there for me, Yeah - they’re my favorite guitars.

Back

Tell Me Now

Tell me now what I want to hear

Tell me you love me, without any fear

Because I know,

That it’s true,

Tell me now, Tell me now, I love you

Tell me now you’ll care for me

From today to eternity

Because I know,

That it’s true,

Tell me now, Tell me now, I love you

Chorus

            Show me now that you’re here to stay

            Touch me now in you own special way

            Tell me now what you want to say,

            Because tomorrow will soon be yesterday

One look in, into your eyes

Reveals the truth, no disguise

Because I know,

That it’s true,

Show me now, Show me now, I love you

Catch me now I’m falling for you

One more kiss and it will prove

What I know,

That it’s true,

Catch me now, Catch me now, I love you

CHORUS

Should we be together

Will it last forever

Only time will tell

Now’s the time To set sail

CHORUS

Back

Bear Bones

I’m sitting all alone, on a Saturday night, watchin’ a TV show,

A couple cold beers a pizza pie, but I ain’t got no place to go,

Well I think about life and the way it is now,

and the way that it’s always been,

Yes I think I’m headed, back to bear bones again,

Yes I think I’m goin’ back to bear bones again,

CHORUS:

Now everybody tells me there’s lotsa ways to be,

Beds of roses and laps of luxury,

But that doesn’t seem to give me a thrill, And I don’t think it ever will,

So no more useless tips, don’t give me no advice,

On how to race the rats and come up with a win,

Cuz I think I’m headed back to bear bones again,

Yes I think I’m goin’ back to bear bones again.

Don’t need no fancy clothes, don’t need a mansion home,

Don’t need a flashy, speedy set of wheels,

Just a tee shirt and jeans, a hole in the wall,

and an operating automobile,

But when I get weak, and need to scratch that itch,

I know just where to go to sin that sin,

And I think I’m headed, back to bear bones again,

Yes I think I’m goin’ back to bear bones again,

CHORUS:

LEAD

So when life’s expectations are gettin’ kinda high,

And it’s getting tuff to keep up with the jones,

And when you walk down the street, and all the people you see,

Look like a bunch of baby-boomin’ clones,

Well it’s the world not you, that’s way off base,

and I’ll share the perfect medicine,

I think you need to head back to bear bones again,

I think you need to head back to bear bones again,

I think you need to head back to bear bones again,

Yes I think you should go back to bear bones again,

Back

Grateful Ed

Well it was nineteen thirty eight, or maybe thirty nine,

I have a hard time rememberin’

When Bill Monroe was at the Grand Opry