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© 2017 7th Street Big Band. All rights reserved. 






Recorded October 6th thru 8th, 2017 

Engineered by Adam Munoz at Fantasy Studios in Berkeley.CA 
Mixed by A.J. Montoya at Panhandle Studios in Denton, TX 
Mastered by John Schimpf at 25th Street Recording Studios in Oakland, CA 

Album cover art by Ellen Hoffman 

Album design by Gabby Horlick 

Photographs provided by Adam Brioza, Jacob Cabral, and Gabby Horlick 

3D Mambo 
By Raymond Santos 
Copyright Peer International Corp. 

Mambo Inn 

By Mario Bauza, Grace Sampson, and Bobby Woodlen 
Copyright Peer International Corp. 

Someday My Prince Will Come 
By Frank Churchill and Larry Morey 
Copyright Bourne Co. §|L ^ 

Track 1 © Veronica Tyler (BMI) 

Track 2 © Faris Jarrah (BMI) 

Track 3 © Jerry Holmes (BMI) 

Track 4 © Juanita Harris (ASCAP) 

Track 5 © Alvin Delos Santos (ASCAP) 

Tracks 6 and 10 © William Bohrer (ASCAP) 

Track 8 © Brendan Carroll (ASCAP) 

Track 9 © Aaron Lington (ASCAP) 

Tracks 3, 4. 6, 7, and 11 © Nichole Boaz (ASCAP) 

Produced by Nolan Libman, Judah Libman, Cash Turner, Anna Muggiati, Daniel Feldman, Mike & Jayme 
Weseloh (in memory of William E. Weseloh), Amer Jarrah, Jayden Horlick, Jaxon Horlick, and Joslyn French 

© 2017 7th Street Big Band. All Rights Reserved, 



DAMAGE CONTROL 

Written by Veronica Tyler 
Featuring Jonathan Borca, 
Brendan Carroll, Faris Jarrah 


TABULA RASA 

(LET THE WIND COME IN) 

Written by William Bohrer 

Arr. by Nichole Boaz 

Featuring Juanita Harris, Jacob Jackman 


3D MAMBO/MAMBO INN 

Written by Tito Puente & Mario Bauza 
Arr. by Faris Jarrah 
Featuring Alvin Delos Santos, 

Faris Jarrah, Nathan Tao 

DOOM CADILLAC 

Written by Jerry Holmes 
Arr. by Nichole Boaz 
Featuring Sam Brown, 

Kevin Bryson, Jerry Holmes 

DO SOMETHING 

Written by Juanita Harris 
Arr. by Nichole Boaz 
Featuring Juanita Harris, 

Nathan Tao 





FRIDAY NIGHT 


Written by Alvin Delos Santos 

Featuring Jacob Jackman, Alvin Delos Santo 

Brendan Carroll 



WALTZ FOR REBECCA 

Written by Nichole Boaz 

Featuring Brendan Carroll, Nichole Boaz 

ONE MAN'S TRASH 

Written by Brendan Carroll 
Featuring Brendan Carroll 

TO THE SEA t TO THE SEA 

Written by Aaron Lington 
Featuring Rigoberto Velez, 

Brittany Biala 

LOOKIN' FOR THE REAL THING 

Written by William Bohrer 
Arr, by Scott Clabaugh 
Featuring Juanita Harris, 

William Bohrer 

SOMEDAY MY PRINCE WILL COME 

Written by Frank Churchill 

Arr. by Nichole Boaz 

Featuring Kevin Bryson, Faris Jarrah, 

Scott Clabaugh, Veronica Tyler 







DAMAGE CONTROL (Lyrics by Jonathan Borca) 


The dance weighs, the dance waits, the dance plays 
We underweigh stakes but who's to blame 
We're underway, eyes to skies, but not awake 


Somewhere between ebbs and lows 
Cities and towns, he stands 

Worrisome, worn, but wise; Gentle hands, but callous 
A foot in the past, a foot forward 
How far do I reach, and to what extent 
The dance plays in many ways, so he dances 
A foot forward, a foot in the past. Dance- 

Aim to gain, against the grain 

Script the page, you're entertained 

It ain't the same, it ain't the same, see 

Things have changed, things, things, have changed 

The price to claim, is hard to gauge 

This age today ain't meant to aim 

Engaged, inept apt to attain and tame 

More ways to lay, even more to waste and 

Many more you see or you seize, or 

There's many more seeds to obtain, you see 

You seek being extra pays 

Being selfless weighs, distaste or displace 

These golden, dismantled 'O' days 

Out the phrasin’, in out of phases 

Oh, the places we'll go 

It's not okay 

Displays matter more than what's on stage 
Out of towners don't see him no more 
The shine in the wrinkle no more 
The value and the richness is more 
In the people, the culture, praises, and faces 
Where home lays - Cinderella Lane 

A foot forward, a foot in the past. The balance. 

Down to the name or how you say it, you see 

You can be named by a settler 

And not choose to settle 

Say the name the way it was intended 

Mother voices, he recalls. Every. Single. Time. 

Again then again then, you know what? 

My family begins like this, but you can call me that 


Once friends with farmers and residents too 
The scenery and greenery grew, agriculture drew 
Like an artist knew the scene to lure 
A boom to a new chapter, a new feed 
Fertility breeds, opportune, growing needs 
Growth breeds tech, and tech breeds boom 
Unrest looms 

It's the city of growth, eyes to skies 
We'll be okay, on Cinderella Lane 

DO SOMETHING (Lyrics by Juanita Harris) 

This world does not belong to you and me 
We’ve lost the meaning of what it means to be free 
Misogyny, hatred and so much bigotry 
What do you do in the face of such blatant anger 
and greed? 

We take a stand. We stand as one 
There’s no mistaking what needs to be done 

Lean into the winds of opposition 
Take position 

Stand for what is right. Fight for your life 
We’re on a mission 


You've got to do something 
Take the time and figure out 
What you can do something 
You better scream 
You better shout 
You better do something 
Before the bill comes due 
You've got to do something 
Before they come for you 



Don't be fooled by your false security 

This affects you too. Get your butts up from the pews 

Can’t you see you're getting screwed? 

Tell me what you plan to do about it 

We take a stand. We stand as one 
There's no mistaking what needs to be done 

Lean into the winds of opposition 
Take position 

Stand for what is right. Fight for your life 
We're on a mission 

You've got to do something 
Take the time and figure out 
What you can do something 
You better scream 
You better shout 
You better do something 
Before the bill comes due 
You've got to do something 
Before they come for you 

TABULA RASA (LET THE WIND COME IN) 

(Lyrics by William Bohrer) 

How can I believe what you say? 

The color of the sky won’t always be that way. 

There is an open door. Since you've gone astray 
I have let the wind come in, to try and wipe my slate. 

How can I be released from this pain? 

The color of your love has left my heart stained. 

That no amount of rain can ever wash away 
I will let the water flow, 'til I don't even know. 

'Til I can feel the rain on my skin again. 

'Til I can think of you as too good to be true. 

My eyes might be missing a spark or two. 

My flame alone won't warm me the whole night through. 
There is an open door. Since I fell for you 
I let the wind come in, now I must wipe my slate. 


'Til I can feel the rain on my skin again. 

'Til I can think of you as too good to be true. 

My eyes might be missing a spark or two. 

My flame alone won't warm me the whole night 
through. 

There is an open door. Since I fell for you 
I tried to let you in, but all that happened then, 
was I let the wind come in, now I must wipe my slate. 

LOOKIN' FOR THE REAL THING 
(Lyrics by William Bohrer) 

I can see like I never had before 
My eyes have adjusted to the dark 
There's no hidin' now. It's ail on the table 
So come get your lovin’ whenever you're able 

Soul searching for a mate has no time to sit and wait 
Goin' nowhere fast for you 
I just want to see it through 

Maybe we can find a way. Get some lovin' here today 
I gotta let you know... 

I'm lookin' for the real thing, baby 
I’m thinkin', thinkin', help me maybe 

I could teach ya what ya never had before 
It s the right place at the right time to close the door 
But just one minute before I follow through 
Go ahead and ask yourself, what are you gonna do? 

Soul searching for a mate has no time to sit and wait 
Goin’ nowhere fast for you 
I just want to see it through 

Maybe we can find a way. Get some lovin’ here today 
I gotta let you know... 

I'm lookin' for the real thing, baby 
I'm thinkin', thinkin', help me maybe 


The Band 


Woodwinds 

Alvin Delos Santos - Alto sax 
Oscar Pangilinan - Alto sax 
Brittany Biala - Alto sax 
Brendan Carroll - Tenor sax 
Samuel Brown - Tenor sax, Clarinet 
Jerry Holmes - Bari sax, Bass clarinet 
Lidia Rodriguez - Flute, Bari sax 


Trumpets & Flugelhorns 

Kenny Bischoff 
Rigoberto Velez 
Jacob Jackman 
Nathan Tao 
Amanda Cienfuegos 


Trombones 

Faris Jarrah 
Kevin Bryson 
Scott Clabaugh 
Veronica Tyler - Bass bone 


Rhythm Section 

Gabby Horlick - Band Leader, Drums 
Nichole Boaz - Piano, Keyboard 
William Bohrer - Guitar 
Danny Gerz - Bass 


Vocals 

Juanita Harris 
Jonathan Borca 


A note from our band leader... 

First, to the band...We did it! A whole year of hard work, rehearsing, writing, rewriting, arguing {only a 
little), recording, and promoting, and it's finally here! I can't thank you ail enough for going on this journey 
with me. Thank you for dealing with backyard rehearsals in that heat all summer. Thank you for putting up 
with my grumpiness during the more stressful times of this process. Thank you for showing up to all of 
those long rehearsals leading up to the session. And thank you for playing your asses off during recording! 
I couldn’t be happier with the finished product, and you all should be proud of yourselves. 


To those of you that put in extra effort and worked closely with me to get this album made, I'm extremely 
grateful. Rigo, Faris, and Jerry, I thank you so much for handling most of the logistics with the Indigogo, 
recording, mastering, etc, giving me more time to focus on the music and the band. Nichole, this album 
literally could not have been made without you. Thank you for putting so much of your personal time into 
writing and arranging all of these great charts! Veronica, Faris, Jerry, Juanita, Alvin, Will, Nichole, Brendan, 
and Scott, thank you for writing and arranging this album. Aaron, thank you for writing the chart that 
ended up being the missing piece of the puzzle. Nichole and Veronica, thank you for being my rocks 
throughout this entire thing; you kept me sane during the chaos, gave me great guidance, and helped me 
learn to trust myself in making decisions regarding the group. I love you guys. 


AJ, thank you for allowing me to be picky during the mixing process and for e-mailing back and forth with 
me until we got it right. Ellen, thank you for making my house (and the band) look so cool on the cover! 
Noli, thanks for providing us with a much needed rehearsal space the week of the session. Brooke, thanks 
for listening to my ramblings about this project all year at work. Oscar, thanks for sitting in with the group 
for this session; it was a pleasure to have you. Thank you Jonathan for reuniting with me on this project - it 
was a lot of fun working together again. Thanks to Tim Spacek, Bill Nicolosi, Steve Barnhill, and Gus 
Kambeitz for not only being great band directors to me over the years, but helping to provide me with the 
tools I need to run this band. Many thanks to the Alum Rock Jazz Program; had it not been for that 
program, I don't know that I would be leading a big band at all today. Also thank you to each person that 
contributed to our Indiegogo campain! 


And of course, I'd like to thank my Mom and Dad for allowing me to continue to pursue music throughout 
my life from a young age, and for giving me such a wide and amazing variety of music to listen to growing 
up. Thank you ail! 

-Gabby 

On behalf of the entire band, we'd like to thank everyone at Fantasy Studios, especially Adam, for putting 
up with our shenanigans for a whole weekend, and for making us sound awesome in the studio. We'd also 
like to thank Steve and Ruth Horlick for allowing us to wreck their house during Sunday rehearsals. We 
promise we re working on getting those broken lamps replaced soon! Thank you to Tabard Theater, and to 
the Vado family at Art Boutiki, for providing such great venues for a band our size to play at here in San 
Jose. Thank you to everyone that helped us out with this project, and thanks to everyone that has 
supported us over the years! We'll see you at the next show! 



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