For the Love of It

by Connie Acher

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a mountain of melodie and shimmering strings makes a ghostly trail under sweet vocal clouds with percussion eruption and hot vapor guitar

Edition of 200 vinyl LPs and 500 CDs released by Flipped Out Records of Albany, NY

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released January 1, 2002

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Connie Acher New York, New York

A New York City visual artist, Melodie Provenzano conceived of "Connie Acher" in 1996, while obsessively creating outsider folk pop on her four track late at night. Propelled by the tribulations of love and being alive, "Acher" stands for "one who aches" and "Connie" represents the pseudonymous character of her musical voice. ... more

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Track Name: Oh My My
Oh my my, happy to be alive
I'm so happy, since you arrived
Oh my my, happy to be alive
Even the bad times are better, since you've been mine

Yes I know our love's true, true
You encourage me to do what I want to do
You believe in me, and I believe in you
Yes I know our love is true, true

We trudge along our muddy path
You intoxicate me even more than in the past
I'm never lonely, joyful thanks to you
Yes I know our love is true, true

Oh my my, happy to be alive
I'm so happy since you arrived
Oh my my, happy to alive
Even the bad times are better, since you've been mine
Track Name: Happy Harlem
I've got nothing to complain about
I'm happy, happy
Windows open, letting in the sun
Fourth floor, East Harlem

I can hear the music
Of the ice cream man
"Pop Goes the Weasel"
Over and over again

We got ourselves a railroad apartment
Owned by this Italian
Who grew up in the neighborhood
Made some money and moved to Long Island

He is very happy now
The community is changing
Young Urban Professionals
Will be moving in and renovating

There are those people
Who want to live downtown
But the average couple can't afford to live
In a studio apartment in the East Village

Our dog is happy stalking stray cats
When we're walking amongst the burned out flats
Empty lots, litter, dog shit and chewing gum
On the sidewalks of East Harlem

At night, out come the water bugs
And those things with a hundred legs
Crawling across the bathroom tub, who cares, right?
I'm sleeping anyway

I've got nothing to complain about
I'm happy, happy
Windows open, letting in the sun
Fourth floor, East Harlem

There are teenagers
Loafing around on the street
Car radios blasting
A bass-y beat

I've got nothing to complain about
I'm happy, happy
Windows open, letting in the sun
Fourth floor, East Harlem

I see signs all over
For places to rent
Some in the nice brownstones
But most in the tenements
Track Name: Golden Success
Old ladies in a silver Mercedes, flying down Fashion Avenue
Passenger lady powders her nose, thinking about her youth
And in her compact mirror gives yet another inspection
Of her latest botox injection

When I grow up
I'd like to get electrolysis and some collagen lips
Wear a bikini and have big breasts

Golden Success
It's business baby, I want to be impressed
In what part of town do you live?
Have you ever been married or do you have any kids?
Lets see those references on your resume
Are you putting the maximum amount in your 401k?

Getting to know you
My NYC yuppie, my profitable partner
My pedigree puppy, my financial hero
My executive hubby

A waitress dreaming that she is an actress
A bartender, but really he's an artist
A union carpenter at night is a guitarist

Getting to know you
My NYC beatnik
My service industry romantic
My Prozac candidate

Old ladies in a silver Mercedes
In what part of town do you live?
Track Name: Art School Lover
You're my art school lover
And I'll never find another like you
I don't know what I'm going to do
And I hope that you choose me over him
But my chances look grim
I'm attractive, even though I'm not as slim as I used to be
But honestly, girl you drive me crazy
You make me feel unlazy, unhuh, unhuh, oh yeah

You inspire me, you desire me, you light up my soul
Girl, meeting you was the luckiest of the lucky dice rolls
I want to hang out with you all the time, and I don't care where we go
You can come stay at my house for a million nights in a row
Because girl, you drive me crazy, you make me feel unlazy
When I'm around you my mind gets a little hazy
The circumstances of our relationship are a little shady
unhuh, unhuh, whoah yeah

I love you, I hate you, want to date you, mate with you
Stop the insanity, elope in Las Vegas and start a family
Sometimes you make me feel mentally unfit
Other times you make me feel so good
And then you make me feel like shit
You make me sick to my stomach, and you give me a heart attack
I'm gonna walk out this door, right here baby
And I ain't even going to bother to pack
Because girl you drive me crazy
You make me want to get drunk daily
Your bullshits beginning not to phase me
But something in those big brown eyes amazes me
Maybe I'll go buy you some champagne and daisies
unhuh, unhuh, oh yeah, unhuh, oh yeah

You're my art school lover
And I'll never find another like you
Track Name: Leaping Frogs
He rises lovey, dovey and sweet he falls
High, mighty and bleak leaping frogs
Diamonds and you ruined my life ever lasting love
Smiling at old and the worst mistake I ever made

On Fifth Avenue, I went to Tiffany's
Picked up a brochure of diamond rings
I brought it home, we drew pictures of our fantasy engagement ring
Then that night, leaping frogs, something changed
The brochure was gone, torn apart on the floor
No more future anymore

He rises lovey, dovey and sweet he falls
High, mighty and bleak leaping frogs
Diamonds and you ruined my life ever lasting love
Smiling at old and the worst mistake I ever made

De do de do, de do de do and sweet he falls
De do de do, de do de do my life ever lasting love
De do de do, de do de do and bleak leaping frogs
De do de do, de do de do the worst mistake I ever made
Track Name: Any Age
Oh baby, baby oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby, oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby, oh baby, baby

Oh baby, baby, I'll give you a goldmine of that chick
Bad relationship, slow song, boarder line poppy thing
But the real soul of rock and roll, he says
Is expressed best by those old blues men
Who play guitar and sing

I've got something those blues men don't got
fancy dance moves and sparkly tight tank top
And he says, you've got rhymes that are easy
Cliches that are cheesy, that's not what music needs
You could take a few lyric writing lessons from Lou Reed

Lou, who? I'm crazy for you, oh Lou, it's all brand new, Lou
Oh Lou, I'm crazy for you, oh Lou, it's all brand new, Lou

I'll keep all of your little girls up at night
Dancing in front of the mirror
Singing into the flashlight, wishing they were me
in the spotlight, oh baby, baby, oh baby, baby

I'll keep all of your little girls up at night
Dancing in front of the mirror
Singing into the flashlight, wishing they were me
in the spotlight, oh baby, baby, oh baby, baby

I'll give you waves of controversy
They'll ban my video and peak your curiosity
Word gets out, lots of free publicity
He asks, why can't you make the news by being timeless and true
No shock, trash, hype, less about you
And I say, I've been around now for a couple of decades
Sporting platinum blond, long, short, curly, brown, black and braids
Air brushed on every magazine cover, I could be any age
Any age, any age, any age

I'll keep all of your little girls up at night
Dancing in front of the mirror
Singing into the flashlight, wishing they were me
in the spotlight, oh baby, baby, oh baby, baby

I'll keep all of your little girls up at night
Dancing in front of the mirror
Singing into the flashlight