Steve LUKATHER

Luke

(1997)

1. The Real Thruth 5'10
(Steve Lukather / Fee Waybill)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / FEESONGS (BMI)
2. Broken Machine 4'54
(Steve Lukather / Phil Soussan)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / BLUE CAT TALES (ASCAP)
3. Tears Of My Own Shame 5'39
(Steve Lukather / Phil Soussan)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / BLUE CAT TALES (ASCAP)
4. Love The Things You Hate 5'45
(Steve Lukather / Phil Soussan)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / BLUE CAT TALES (ASCAP)
5. Hate Everything About U 5'56
(Steve Lukather / Rodney Crowell)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / SONY/ATV TUNES LLC (ASCAP)
6. Reservation To Live (The Way It Is) 4'49
(Steve Lukather / Fee Waybill)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / FEESONGS (BMI)
7. Don't Hang Me On 4'40
(Steve Lukather / Phil Soussan)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / BLUE CAT TALES (ASCAP)
8. Always Be There For Me 5'39
(Steve Lukather)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP)
9. Open Your Heart 4'28
(Steve Lukather / Randy Goodrum)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / CALIFORNIA PHASE MUSIC (ASCAP)
10. Bag O' Tales 5'50
(Steve Lukather / Phil Soussan)
BUDDY LOVE MUSIC (ASCAP) / BLUE CAT TALES (ASCAP)
11. Bluebird 6'42
(Stephen Stiils)
WARNER TAMERLANE PUBLISHING Corp. on behalf of COTILLION MUSIC, Inc. / TEN EAST MUSIC / SPINGALO TONES (BMI)
12. The Pump (live) 9'33
(Simon Phillips / Tony Hymas)
Recorded Live in Europe, 1997
EMI PUBLISHING

Total Time: 69:05

  • Steve Lukather - All Guitars (1-4, 7, 8, 10, 12), Electric and Acoustic Guitars (5, 6, 9), Wurlitzer (1, 8), Hammond (8), Keyboards (2, 4), Mellotron (1, 7), Electric Sitar (4), Harmonica (5), Lead Vocals (1-11), Background Vocals (5, 6, 8-11)
  • J.D. Maness - Pedal Steel Guitar (5, 6)
  • Jim Cox - Hammond (1, 5, 6), Wurlitzer (5), Fender Rhodes (6)
  • David Paich - Wurlitzer (9)
  • Brett Tuggle - Keyboards (12)
  • John Pierce - Bass (1, 5, 6, 8, 11)
  • Phil Soussan - Bass (2-4, 7, 10, 12), Background Vocals (2-4, 7, 10)
  • Pino Palladino - Bass (9)
  • Gregg Bissonette - Drums (1-12), Percussion (5, 6, 10)
  • Maxie Anderson - Background Vocals (3)
  • Alfie Silas Duno - Background Vocals (3)

    Produced by Steve Lukather and Tom Fletcher for Sammy D. PRODUCTIONS
    Arranged by Steve Lukather, Tom Fletcher & the     "beautiful cats"
    Mixed by Elliot Scheiner
    Engineered by Tom Fletcher . with Bill Smith"
    Assistant Engineer and Vibemeister: Bodie Olmos
    Second Engineers: Dave Nottingham and Lee Bench
    Guitar Tech: Gavin Menzies
    Production Coordinator: Anita Heilig
    Mastered by Stephen Marcusson at     PRECISION MASTERING, Hollywood
    Photo Credit: KNIGHT / BILHAM PHOTOGRAPHY
    Album Design: WORLDWEST COMMUNICATIONS
    Creative Direction: Doug Brown
    Art Direction: Eric Scott

    Recorded at The STEAKHOUSE, North Hollywood
    Mixed at     VILLAGE RECORDERS, West Los Angeles

    I Thanks and Love To:

    Cristina and Trevor Lukather, Mom, Jean, Lora, Jerry, "Bubha", Aunt Paul and Liz, Ernie and Jane, Miriam Posada, Serge, Biff and Stacey, Miggieand Leilani, Jeff Beck, Eddie Van Halen, Alex Van Halen, David Paich, Bay, Biss, Philly Bone, J. D. Cox, Pino Palladino, Fee Waybill, Randy Goodrum, Rodney Crowell, Steve Stills, Joe Walsh, Tracy Nurse, Kia Stora, Doug Brown, Eric Scott, Robert Knight, Maryanne Bilham, Gary Haber, Susan Gole, Ron Remis, Dudley Gimpell, Paul Rivera, Bob Bradshaw.

    Special Thanks To Phil Soussan for being Phil. Martin Cole for being 'Tay, Alec Leslie and Sat-Kaur Khalsa.

    Management: Mark Hartley, Larry Fitzgerald, Anita Heilig, David Dillon, Kimiko Tokita, Michelle McKee

    Studio Thanks:

    Rick and Margie Bench, Lee and Tracy Bench, Aaron and Lisa Rief, Rex Coggins, Dan Schmalley, Ron Boustead.

    Beyond The Call Of Duty:

    As always, Mark Napier and Mike Frees and the Gang at AUDIO AFFECTS - you guys are amazing, Thank you! Ron Garrett, D.K. Sweet for everything, Dirk Schubert and staff, MACKIE CONSOLES and SONIC SOLUTIONS, Chuck Kavooras at STUDER, LEXICON, APHEX for all the cool stuff, Sennheiser phones and mics, Neumann, Royal Tone Studios, Curt Mangan and Custom Audio EFX, Stan Lamendola, Dave Whiston, Mike Brown, Chris Johnson and the Staff at Andy BRAUER STUDIO RENTALS, Paul "Jamo" Jamieson, Claude Achille, Kevin Reeves, CAPITOL STUDIOS, I auri Stine, Chris Webb and David Caballero.

    Additional Thanks To Paul Sullivan, Kipp Kilpatrick, Tom Mehren, Nancy Reinhart and the rest of the staff it MIRAMAR RECORDINGS. I appreciate the support.

    Luke supports and endorses MUSIC MAN GUITARS, Ernie BALL Strings, RIVERA AMPLIFICATION (for the "Bonehead Amp"), CUSTOM AUDIO EFX.

    Phil Soussan Endorses Dean MARKLEY Strings and AMPEG Amps.

    Gregg Bissonetle Endorses ZILDJIAN Cymbals, VIC FIRTH Sticks, MAPEX Drums, DW Pedals and REMO Heads.

    Welcome to the 3rd installment. You will find this record to be a bit of a departure from my other two because I really wanted to do something different. Maybe because my life is just different now and when I began writing and recording for this recotd I wàs in a rather \ introspective life-evaluating space, Consequently, my approach to the whole reecord, musically and sonically just seemed to take another direction. I was inspired by all the music I grew up Iistening.to and how has influenced cronicled different phases of mó life and it came out liberally and deliberately on the record. In fltt, I think this record is the closest amalgamation of all the different facets^of me than anything I have recorded in the past, thus tfie original title. I experimented with some different instrumentation and recording techniques this time. All the tracks were recorded live except fîr vocal and few other oddities. The solos that I do have on the record like "Tears "Tears Of.My Own Shame'' and "Bluebird" were kept intact with all their imperfections as to keet as approach REAL and honest. I decided to focus on other aspects of my music this time. You hear sounds like Pedal Steel Guitars, Harmonicas, Mellotrons and some different Guitar tones and rawer-sounding Bass and Drum parts. I mixed all this in with some modern recording techniques. I even purposefully distorted the vocals on some occasions ... so there is nothing wrong with your system (ha-ha). I think we captured the spirit of where I seem to be coming from at this time. I want to Thank ALL of the musicians and Torn for their input and keeping me from myself when it was necessary, for making må keep things I would normally "fix'', and maybe "fix" the edge right out of. l also want to Thank Elliot Scheiner for coming in and mixing my album.and ðötting somå fresh ears on it.

    See ya în the road !!

    - Luke




    1. The Real Thruth

      Blue eyes, black skies and clouds filled with pain.
      Disguise the emtiness, the disdain.
      Late calls, long halls with words no one hears.
      Reveals the loneliness and the years.

      Like going backwards in a revolving door.
      I don't know which way's out anymore.
    Chorus: I can't run from the real truth.
    And not be living a lie.
    You can't hide from the fate chasing you.
    And watch it, from somebody else's eyes.
      Cold hearts, cruel thoughts can destroy the faith,.
      Just ask the sinner who fell from Grace,
      But things change and strange days can turn a point of view.
      Just time till eveyone gets their due.

      I may not save the world but I'll save myself
      Can't depend on somebody else.
    (Repeat Chorus)

    (Solo)

      I can't run from the real truth.
      And not be living a lie.
      You can't hide from the fate chasing you.
      And watch it.
    Chorus

    2. Broken Machine

      Of rags and bones
      Rusty old wheels on a cobblestone street
      Everything I won
      Follows me round like a ghost that won't leave me alone
      Even sticks and stones
      Can't leave a mark on this spirit of steel
      Have you really grown
      When you come back bleeding from your love torn battles
    Wish I could feel bad for you
    Or sympathize after all I've been through
    I'm not as strong as I seem
    While your heart is beating
    I've got this broken machine
      Those days have gone
      Took so long just to pick myself up, and try to walk alone
      No more afraid to let the sun stare at my face
      See what you have done
      Nuts, bolts and parts of dark days of broken dreams
      Take so long to replace
      As for your falling apart at the seams
    Wish I could feel bad for you
    Or sympathize after all that I've been through
    How come you're not as you seem
    You've got your problem
    Your self-esteem

    Wish I could feel bad for you
    Or feel anything after all I've been through
    I'm not as strong as I seem
    While your heart is beating
    I've got this broken machine

    3. Tears Of My Own Shame

      Queen of Hearts and Sister Vanity
      Took me by the hand to show me royalty
      In this castle so many things to see
      And all I could become, a knight wasted away
    I said Ooh ooh...it's not any thing you did to me
    It's not what you made me feel I did to you
    I cry, angry that I played the fool
    For these are the tears of my own shame
      Even just a page I never thought to read
      And writing on the wall became a tapestry
      The blues I felt , the reds they blinded me
      And all the greens only taught me jealousy
    (Repeat Chorus)
      And I am not what I care to be
      And she is not what I came to see
      And like some Shakespearean tragedy
      That in the end have to question...finally
    (Repeat Chorus

    4. Love The Things You Hate

      Does it matter if it works out as planned
      When the author is the pen in your hand
      When your mind does what you don't understand
    Remember that a sentiment changes every day
    As every sun leaves shadows, arrows pointing every way
    Hey, look around, this is you
    Don't you worry 'cos it's fine to be confused
    When you're questioning your fate
    In time, you will see
    All that makes you who you are, will become so clear to you
    And don't you love the things you hate
      Life will give its gift if we don't hesitate
      Some see the paper, then throw the present away
    If you feel you're dying and the clock just makes you wait
    Time may find us in tomorrow looking for today
    Hey look around this is you
    Don't you worry 'cos it's fine to be confused
    When you're questioning your fate
    In time, you will see
    All that makes you who you are, will become so clear to you
    You should love the things you hate

    5. Hate Everything About U

      Night after night, day after day
      I pass by the house that once was our home
      I look through the windows, I lean on the bell
      There's a light but there's no sign of you
      The stranger's new car in the driveway tells me your there I know you're there
      I feel like a chump doing time on the street
      Low life and useless as the rags on my feet showin' through
      You don't know how much I hate everything about you
      Your honey red lips and your eyes big and sparking blue
      The curve of your hips and your black Irish hair
      Sends a shiver that runs through me too
      You don't know how much I hate you, wish it was true
      The alleys are dark, sidewalks are bare
      Time's on my hands empty and cold
      I'm looking for something to knock out the night
      Till the sun comes up shining like new
      The chill in my bones reminds me life isn't fair
      And nobody cares
      To the lost souls surviving on hard knocks and vice
      In a world just as nasty as your world is nice
      (Baby Blue)
      You don't know how much I hate everything about you
      Your voice like good bourbon so elegant, tasteful and smooth
      You're a goddess, a priestess, a temptress, a queen
      Greta Garbo's got nothing on you
      You don't know how much I hate you, wish it was true
      You were kind to my brother
      And good to my friends
      You were passionate, faithful and strong
      I must have been sleeping
      It feels like a dream
      I can't tell just where I went wrong
      Like a dog in the garbage with rocks in my head
      I'm strung out and crazy and can't find the thread, running through
      You don't know how much I hate everything about you
      The poison that runs through my veins telling me what to do
      With a flick of a match I could burn down this house
      Taking every last memory of you
      You don't know how much I hate you
      I say, you don't know how much I hate you
      I wish it was true
      Oh, yes I do

    6. Reservation To Live (The Way It Is)

      Never should rush into things
      Shouldn't spill the wine before it's time
      Wait and see what fortune brings
      Waste away till you can't see the signs
      Always taught to play it safe
      Wouldn't stick your neck out if you could
      Everything is in its place
      Might as well be chiseled out of wood
      And your time's running thin
      It's slipping through your fingers
      With your chance to begin
      Forever again
      Don't know what you're waiting for
      Don't need a reservation just to live
      You might be expecting more
      But you won't get more than you have to give
      And that's just the way I is

      Everyday it rains somewhere
      You've got to make the best of what you have
      You could tie a train out there
      You better get some sunshine while you can
      But you've heard this before
      It's ancient information
      Just walk through the door
      It's not that complicated
    (Repeat Chorus)

    7. Don't Hang Me On

      When will you touch the sky
      Will you stop to wonder why
      Excitement is your pain
      While I am helpless once again
      Take it out on me
      If it makes you feel
      That once again you're free
    Don't try to hang me on
    This rope of greed
    This rope I feed you
    'Cos if I'm hanging on
    You won't be there to watch me bleed over you
      Your eyes reveal your tale
      When silence scares your words away
      You only turn to me
      When it becomes too hard to see
      Take it out on me
      If it makes you feel
      That once again you're free
    Don't try to hang me on
    This rope of greed
    This rope I feed you
    'Cos if I'm hanging on
    You won't be there to watch me bleed for you

    8. Always Be There For Me

      When it's over...your're always the last one to know
      It's a feeling...that nobody wants to show
      Even though it's killing me
      I still blame myself
      I wish I could change, but Lord knows I know that I can't All the feelings ...
      Twisting inside my head
      I know it's too late...
      The past I can't seem to forget
      If I could change the circumstance
      I'd never let you go
      I can't hide from the thruth and I want you to know
    When I reach out my hand there's nobody there I can touch anymore
    When I call out your name
    The painrips right through me like never before
    Is it too much to aks for one last memory
    'Cause yesterday you said, you'd always be there for me
      Don't know what's harder...
      The truth or reality
      I hit a brick wall
      Painted with honesty
      I wish that I could give to you, all the things you need
      But the one thing I can't is making you leave
    (Repeat Chorus)

    9. Open Your Heart

      Smoke-colored L.A. sky
      Hand covers up your sleepless eyes
      As morning creeps in
      Passed out there on my couch
      Wearing the face of down and out
      My long lost friend
      Three cups of coffee and you'll be on your way
      Until this time tomorrow you come crawling
      Back again
    Open your heart to me
    Think of my shoulder as as sanctuary
    Open your soul to me
    I'll try to unravel your tangled up dreams
    And the only thing that matters is your heart stays open for me
      I always made pictured you
      As clear minded but confused with wounds
      No one could see
      You always made the friends
      That never stuck with you until the end
      Except for me
      And the only difference I hear is your alibi
      And the only thing in common is the reason
      You're still here
    Open your heart to me
    Think of my shoulder as sanctuary
    Open your soul to me
    I'll try to unravel your tangled up dreams
    And the only thing that matters is your heart stays open for me
    I can feel your loneliness
    I feel your pain

    10. Bag O' Tales

      It's easy to believe some people don't care
      Believe a gift is to be given but never shared
      When your clothes are stripped you got what you got
      When you drive your car to heaven there ain't no parking lot
      Another builded up, another undone
      Like every day dawn becomes another setting sun
      I still believe you came to see
      Bet you thought I'd comprehend
      You wish for me, you wish to be
      But I'm a hero who can't pretend
      I should have riches after all that I've been through
      Should have some peace of mind, I should shave somebody new
      A silver locket or a painting just for you
      But all I got's a big old bag of tales
      I tell the stories, I write by my hand
      The things I've felt another could never understand
      Better to have lived and loved than never because
      It's not the things it could have bee, it's that that never was
      I should have riches after all that I've been through
      Should have some peace of mind, I should have somebody new
      A silver locket or a painting just for you
      But all I got's a big old bag of tales

    11. Bluebird

      Listen to my bluebird sing
      She can tell you why
      Deep within her heart you see
      She knows I must cry
      Yeah, cry
      Here she sits aloft that bird
      Strangest color blue
      Flying is forgotten now
      She just thinks of you
      Yeah, you
      So with all those blues
      Must be a thousand used
      Each was differently used
      You just know
      You sit there mesmerized
      By the depth of her eyes
      Can't be categorized
      She got soul
      She got soul
      She got soul
      She got soul
      Do U think she loves you
      Do U think
      At all
      Soon she's going to fly away
      Worries of her own
      Find herself another day
      And go home
      Go home

    12. The Pump

      (instrumental)