Ada Shymore - I'm Trouble Wearin' Red Lipstick!

 Ada Shymore, after trying various styles, has found her style in jazz. The first song she recorded for Big And Tall Records was No Way, Big Boy!, a song concerning a refusal to engage in sex with an over-endowed man. Her language was as raunchy as befits the subject, but we've never rejected a song because of language. We look for music and expressive qualities above language. Like it or not, modern  times has seen formerly taboo words and phrases being heard in the mainstream. Having said that, it's been interesting to see Ms Shymore's evolution that has gone through rock, pop, the profane, and jazz. 

Ms Shymore is still associated with the musicians that make up The Boogie Men, but by mutual agreement, she's dropped them from her recordings. She still works with them, but not exclusively as she works with other groups, some of them that are recording artists with us

Yeah, I may look like a real hot chick
But I'm trouble wearin' red lipstick!
 
You might think I'm a pushover
But you don't know how wrong you are
Might think I'm like a bed of clover
My resistance is ajar
That I'm all painted up because
I need all the help I can get
But  I ain't lookin' for no Santa Claus
Trust me, I can be a real threat
 
Be honest with me, you'll likely see
A woman that is faithful and true
But I can be trouble in the nth degree
If you treat me like an old dirty shoe
 
Yeah, I may look like a real hot chick
But I'm trouble wearin' red lipstick!
 
Now all that might seem I'm a drag
Man, that's furthest from the truth!
Ain't  talkin' to you no gag
But I sure ain't no kissin' booth!
You get skiddish bein' honest
Best haul your ass away from me
You can do that what you've promised
I'll do it too, I guarantee
 
Be honest of mind, you'll likely find
A woman that will treat you right
But if you think that I am blind
You ain't never seen such a sight!
 
I could be a really hot lady
But if you're anything shady
Be warned, I don't sulk and pout!
I'll chew you up and spit you out!

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - My Boyfriend Gave Me The Clap!

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men shared an idea they had about doing a song in the style of a 1920's jazz band, and when they asked us here at Big And Tall Records what we thought of the idea, we said go for it! We support our artists as much as we can, and we discovered they had a lot of things worked out already. They had a good idea for the music, Ada was working on the lyrics, but they were having trouble with what kind of arrangement they wanted to do. They knew the general sound wanted, but didn't know how to go about it. They were going to record it at our studio, and as luck would have it, our resident arranger/music historian was available to help!

Big Marv and his wife were taking a break from their catering/music service and he wrapped up the recording of Gershwin pieces. Ada approached him, and he agreed to help. Marv is a good mentor, really helps artists get their vision in their music without taking charge. We knew he'd be a good one, because Ada is very much in charge of the group! 

Didn't take them long to put it together. They got some other musicians to help, a great trombone player named 'No Slack' Quanter along with other instrumentalists to fill out the group. We watched from the control booth as the band (that had swelled to such numbers it pretty much filled the studio's stage) went through multiple takes. The lyrics are all Ada. She's not shy about using profanity, and it does seem to give the song some extra punch. She's in fine voice; yelling, crooning, growling in turn. and the band really gets in the groove!

 I'm just a working girl
Not used to diamonds, pearls
So when he was introduced
I noticed his luxury frills
He asked me what's my name
I told him it was Mame
And then he proceeded
To sweep me off my feet.

But that was a while ago
Now I'm so distraught
I thought he was my beau
Now I'm full of woe and tears
Tell me it just ain't so
He's long gone down the road
And left me a present I know

My boyfriend gave me the clap
It was just a nasty trap
The son of a bitch lied to me
Said there was no one else but me
There ain't no use, just out of luck
I picked the wrong man to fuck

I'm just a working girl
Not used to diamonds, pearls
So when he was introduced
I noticed his luxury frills
He asked me what's my name
I told him it was Mame
And then he proceeded
To sweep me off my feet.

But that was a while ago
Now I'm so distraught
I thought he was my beau
Now I'm full of woe and tears
Tell me it just ain't so
He's long gone down the road
And left me a present I know

My boyfriend gave me the clap
It was just a nasty trap
The son of a bitch lied to me
Said there was no one else but me
There ain't no use, just out of luck
I picked the wrong man to fuck
My boyfriend was no friend at all
Told me we would wed in the fall
But the no good son of a bitch
Skipped town, I've got a hell of an itch!

So now I go see the Doc
And bare my big dumb ass
And get jabbed with a shot
Then this trouble will pass

But I'll still have a broken heart
Ain't no shot for that
All the jewelry he gave me
Is fake, phony and flat
So it's back to being a clerk
Down at the local drug store
No more high and mighty ideas
I'll just walk the floor

My boyfriend gave me the clap
It was just a nasty trap
The son of a bitch lied to me
Said there was no one else but me
There ain't no use, just out of luck
I picked the wrong man to fuck
My boyfriend was no friend at all
Told me we would wed in the fall
But the no good son of a bitch
Skipped town, I've got a hell of an itch!

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - The Man With Sax In Hand

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men continue in a cool jazz mood with this song about a man in the band that attracts with his looks and his playing. A member of the Boogie Men, Walt Jesmine is featured on the sax in solos and an extended ending. Ada appears to have found her style of music with jazz, at least for the moment. You never know when one of the artists at Big And Tall Records may break out with something completely different!   

A man in the band caught my eye
He plays his sax just so smooth
His sound is hot, that's no lie
And he always stays in the groove

The question for me always is
How much involvement do I want?

Happy with my life how it is
His looks and his sound really haunt

Do I wanna, or do I don't
Think he can really float my boat
But a musician truly born
Could love nothin' but his horn!

I know the leader of the band
So I asked him between sets
About that man with sax in hand
The muscles in his face he flexed
And he said,

Oh hell, don't get involved with him!
He treats women like their cattle!
Chance of a good outcome is slim
Be a trophy on his mantle!

It pays to have friends, I'll say
Not goin' there, ain't no way
Too bad, but I'm not too forlorn
I can still listen to his horn!

Imagine sounds from my heart strings
And other...very private...things...

 

Ada Shymore And The Boogie Men - The Band, A Drink, My Ears, And Me

Ada Shymore And The Boogie Men had to explore until they found what really suits them as a band,and Ada as a singer. A light, jazzy sound seems to be a good fit. The band is versatile enough to play different styles of music, and she's got a voice that adapts to different styles as well. They continue to work with arrangers and other music groups to augment their band when needed to very good effect. They're pretty much recording studio artists, have never played much in bars and lounges. And they seem to be fine with that, and so are we!

Going out to a club, listen to some music 

Don't have a date, unless I include me 

I do not want to dance, I do not want to rock 

Want to sip a few drinks, alone and free 

 

The saxophone is gently wooing me 

The soft guitars are gently soothing me 

Don't have any use for anything else 

Just the band, a drink , my ears...and me 

 

 Sitting at a table, paying full attention 

To the music that washes my soul 

I do not want to talk, I do not want to walk 

The music to heal my only goal 

 

The clarinet is crooning so softly 

The piano whispers so softly 

Don't have any use for anything else 

Just the band, a drink , my ears...and me 

 

 As the band takes five, a waiter arrives 

With a drink on his serving tray 

Compliments of the gentleman over there 

And the man starts to head my way. 

 

Bound to happen, sooner or later 

But I don't want any pick up talk 

Don't have any use for anything else 

So I take my ears..myself...and I walk....

 

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - What Ya Gonna Do When It Happens?

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men continue to surprise. This is their second collaboration with members of The Noir Players and their arranger Stewart Bitsher, and it continues to be a great combination. Ada and her band are getting better and better at contributing more of their ideas into the songs they perform. They do have some decent lyricists in the group, and with the help from The Noir Players and the leader, the music is getting more diversified and interesting. Scuttlebutt has it that they're all working together on yet other projects, and it'll be interesting to hear where they go next! Ada continues to grow as a soloist. The growth from her first song to the current one is very noticeable and encouraging. We at Big And Tall Records are fortunate and proud to have found so many talented artists!  

What ya gonna do when it happens? 

What are you gonna do then? 

When yer all alone, and I don't phone 

What the hell are you gonna do then? 

 

Took a long time, but it happened 

My mind and my heart got in sync 

You treat me like garbage, then you laugh 

Told you I was done, you didn't blink 

 

What ya gonna do when it happens? 

What are you gonna do then? 

When yer all alone, and I don't phone 

What the hell are you gonna do then? 

 

 I know you didn't cheat. Why would you? 

Nobody else would tolerate it! 

You found someone just like you wanted 

Tired of living in an armpit! 

 

What ya gonna do when it happens? 

What are you gonna do then? 

When yer all alone, and I don't phone 

What the hell are you gonna do then? 

 

Stayed because I thought there was no one 

Who would want me , and then because 

You would be better than loneliness 

I can't explain how wrong I was! 

 

What ya gonna do when it happens? 

What are you gonna do then? 

When yer all alone, and I don't phone 

What the hell are you gonna do then? 

 

You talked to me so high and mighty 

Like you were so much better than I 

I'm over that, what's more over you! 

I'm leaving you, this filthy pig sty 

 

What ya gonna do when it happens? 

What are you gonna do then? 

When yer all alone, and I don't phone 

What the hell are you gonna do then? 

 

I'm scared, I'm frightened nearly to death

 But it's better than being with you 

How will I make my way, I don't know 

But I'm glad that it's finally through! 

 

 What ya gonna do cuz it's happened! 

What are you gonna do now!? 

When yer all alone, and I won't phone 

Your heart's like stone, I'm better off alone! 

What the hell are you gonna do now!

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - Let's Go Out (Jazz Version)

 When Ada Shymore conferred with the leaders of The Noir Players over the possibility of working together, the players themselves suggested after the recording session that there were other possibilities for her song Let's Go Out. She was intrigued, and sat down with the groups arranger and they came up with a version quite different from the first Rock style version. 

This project shows the ability of Ada to sing in different styles, and it also shows how a set of lyrics can be set to more than one style of music! The arranger, Stewart Bitsher, is a classically trained musician that plays cello in the orchestra as well as doing the majority of arranging for the group. He also has extensive experience in jazz, which no doubt came in handy with this arrangement. We at Big And Tall Records invite your own comparison between the versions! Let's Go Out (Rock Version)

 

I don't know you much, we just recent met 

But you seem to be a good guy 

Nice polite and calm, easy goin' too 

Got some thoughts, I'll tell you why 

My usual man, is just a huge drag 

He wants to stay home, watch TV 

I'm tired of all that, tired bein' a nag 

Want someone that really wants me!

 

 Let's get kinky! Let's get hinky! 

Let's go out and have some fun 

Wanna get lit! Don't give a shit! 

I'll make like you're the only one 

It's really alright, to go with me tonight

 Don 't really bite unless I might

 Let's go out and smoke! Do a heavy toke! 

Let's go out get dirty tonight! 

 

Can go for a drive, go out to eat 

Nothin' fancy, just fill the hole 

I'm the one askin', it's my treat 

Have a good talk, decide my role 

Then go to a place we can dance 

I like for a man to hold me 

Music puts me in a cool trance 

Then we'll see if you're home free! 

Been without too long, I'll confide 

I'm not saying you'll spend the night 

But I like you lots, will not hide 

We just might see the morning light 

 

Let's go have a drink! Let the night time sink! 

As we stay close. get into trouble 

Not heavy duty! Smoke, shake our booty 

Let's go make it on the double! 

Get just a little tight! That'll make it right!

 For what I've got on my mind

 Have to wait and see, if you're right for me 

But you look good, I sure ain't blind! 

 

What do you say to that, big boy? 

Have I come on way too strong? 

I have something to deploy 

That might make you come along! 

I can hold my own, don't worry 

'Bout taking advantage of me 

Who uses who will be blurry 

So let all your desires free 

We'll use most the night finding out 

If we're really good as it seems 

Talk and learn, remove all doubt 

And see if we have sweet dreams 

 

 What do you say? Goin' my way? 

This just might be your last chance 

No venture, no gain! Made it pretty plain 

Let's go out and have a romance! 

Told you the plan! You be my man? 

Long to get on out of myself 

Words will suffice, be really nice....

 I'm tired of being on the shelf!

 

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - Let's Go Out (Rock Version)

 Ada Shymore And The Boogie Men recently had a  recording session with the members of The Noir Players. We here at Big And Tall Records enjoy it when our artists join forces. Both of these groups stretched their comfort zones, as Ada's recordings of the past have been somewhat controversial in her first recording, No Way Big Boy, and a social commentary in her second one, The Information Highway. The Noir Players is a group of musicians that came together to explore the more serious and macabre sides of modern life. It was a surprise to us when they came up with this song, Let's Go Out that deals with a woman that wants to go out and have fun with a man she just met while her usual man stays home to watch TV. And it's definitely a rock song, symphonic rock, as the whole orchestra joined the Boogie Men. The song was co-written, and the group got along so well that they decided to record two versions of the song. There is a jazz version in production that will be released soon.

I don't know you much, we just recent met 

But you seem to be a good guy 

Nice polite and calm, easy goin' too 

Got some thoughts, I'll tell you why 

My usual man, is just a huge drag 

He wants to stay home, watch TV 

I'm tired of all that, tired bein' a nag 

Want someone that really wants me!

 

 Let's get kinky! Let's get hinky! 

Let's go out and have some fun 

Wanna get lit! Don't give a shit! 

I'll make like you're the only one 

It's really alright, to go with me tonight

 Don 't really bite unless I might

 Let's go out and smoke! Do a heavy toke! 

Let's go out get dirty tonight! 

 

Can go for a drive, go out to eat 

Nothin' fancy, just fill the hole 

I'm the one askin', it's my treat 

Have a good talk, decide my role 

Then go to a place we can dance 

I like for a man to hold me 

Music puts me in a cool trance 

Then we'll see if you're home free! 

Been without too long, I'll confide 

I'm not saying you'll spend the night 

But I like you lots, will not hide 

We just might see the morning light 

 

Let's go have a drink! Let the night time sink! 

As we stay close. get into trouble 

Not heavy duty! Smoke, shake our booty 

Let's go make it on the double! 

Get just a little tight! That'll make it right!

 For what I've got on my mind

 Have to wait and see, if you're right for me 

But you look good, I sure ain't blind! 

 

What do you say to that, big boy? 

Have I come on way too strong? 

I have something to deploy 

That might make you come along! 

I can hold my own, don't worry 

'Bout taking advantage of me 

Who uses who will be blurry 

So let all your desires free 

We'll use most the night finding out 

If we're really good as it seems 

Talk and learn, remove all doubt 

And see if we have sweet dreams 

 

 What do you say? Goin' my way? 

This just might be your last chance 

No venture, no gain! Made it pretty plain 

Let's go out and have a romance! 

Told you the plan! You be my man? 

Long to get on out of myself 

Words will suffice, be really nice....

 I'm tired of being on the shelf!

 

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - The Information Highway

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men have released a song addressing the internet, how great things were  expected of it in the development stages, and what it evolved into. They make a valid commentary of the excessive ads, internet viruses, all kinds of schemes to make money at your expense. And somewhat the same history has befallen the two previous communication technologies; radio and television.

The way it works is that producers of a product pay for advertising to get the word out to the consumer to get them to buy a product.  That fact made the advertisers or sponsors, in charge of what will be the content of what is broadcast. They're paying the bills, so they have the say-so. Not the best thing if you stop and think  that they can cancel any kind of content they don't like, for any reason. Works the same for any form of media. One of the few places where that didn't apply (Oat least in theory) was public television and radio. That has changed. Advertising and sponsor control of programming has made  its way into that as well,

With the internet, this system has been taken to extreme. Some advertisers bombard a person's email (what can be considered a non-public, personal thing) getting you to buy their product, and leaves the door wide open for scammers. So yeah, there's plenty to bitch about with the internet, but by now most of us think we can't get along without it, as cell phones has done to telephone communication. We now have the best (and worst) of both realms, as the cell phone and the internet have become combined in a pocket sized beast. 

Enough of all that! Ada and The Boys make their point in this song, even as far  to suggest turning the whole damn thing off and pick up a book!  We were wondering where they were going after their first recording. Maybe this will be a band with many more surprises to come! 

They said the world wide web 

Would be the information highway 

With so much data on it, 

On every subject and byway 

 

It kind of missed the mark 

After starting out okay 

The information highway now?….. 

No Goddam way! 

 

 A wasteland of advertising, 

All kinds of nasty porn 

Influencers advising 

From money to hearts forlorn 

 

A word to the wise is in order 

Ya can’t believe much of it!

 Rumors, idle gossip, lies 

Mostly a bunch of shit! 

 

Take it all with a grain of salt 

Don’t you click on it! 

Or else you’ll be overloaded 

With a slew of lyin’ shit!

 

 It’s hard to read on the web

 Without getting bombarded 

By ads on top of ads and ads 

Of all things real and sordid 

 

 Lurking everywhere 

A virus to infect you 

Spend time and money to cure it 

By the time you’re all through 

 

All kinds of people make money 

Uploading videos of crap!

 A lot of stuff pulled out their ass 

To treat you like a sap! 

 

Go ahead, give your email, 

You don’t know what you’ve done. 

Your inbox will be overloaded 

With everything under the sun 

 

You’ve won a prize at games you never played 

You’re account has been frozen, that you never had 

Send us your information, do it right now! 

To bum fuck Calimbobad 

 

We all spend money

 For this harassment 

Big internet providers

 Is it money well spent?…. 

 

Not to be overly negative, 

A lot of info abounds

 A lot of trash to wade through

 Before it can be found 

 

Don’t take but one source as gospel 

Don’t be in great haste 

With the internet that applies 

There’s so damn much waste! 

 

 By all means, enjoy the web 

But watch out for the Kardashians 

And other celebrities claim to fame

 By pulling stupid shenanigans 

 

 But just for old times sake 

Turn it off, pick up a book 

Relax, sit down, enjoy it

 And give it a good look!

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - No Way Big Boy

 Big And Tall Records is proud to introduce a new recording artist - Ada Shymore and her band The Boogie Men. Ada's been singing since she was a little girl and she got together with some other musicians and started singing in clubs in one-night stands. She since has graduated to regular gigs at a few places, and one of our associates heard her one night and invited her to record something for us.

The band and her have a varied repertoire; they do covers of songs as well as some original material. Ada plays piano, but she sings only on this recording. Despite her last name, Ada does NOT appear to be very shy, as the song they chose as their premiere recording is a lot more than just suggestive. Ada also is the primary song writer for the group as well, and she told us she had a lot of fun writing this one! She's informed us they've got a pretty good selection  of original songs, so we look forward to hearing more from her and The Boogie Men!  

1 inch, 2 inch 3 inch cock! 

4 inch 5 inch 6 inch cock! 

7 inch 8 inch 9 inch cock 

10 inch cock, too much cock, 

gonna run, gonna run, 

gonna run from that cock! 

 

C'mon hon, put your condom on, 

We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one 

But if you got ten inches, no damn way, 

If you got ten inches just go away!

 If you got ten inches then just go on, get away! 

 

 It's bad enough if it's over six, 

But if it's ten or more, I say nix! Nix! 

Don't wan't no monster dick tonight 

Wanna be able to walk in the bright daylight 

Get away, get away, keep it zipped up tight tonight 

 

C'mon hon, put your condom on, 

We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one 

But if you got ten inches, no damn way, 

If you got ten inches just go away! 

If you got ten or more then just go on away! 

 

Had different sizes, that is true 

But I ain't makin' no exception for you 

If you got one like a Clydesdale horse 

We ain't havin' no intercourse 

Don't care if you beg until you turn blue

 

C'mon babe, put your pride away, 

Got a five incher, then you can stay 

Don't lie to me if you're well hung 

And don't even think 'bout doin' my bung 

Just take you and your cock real far away! 

 

 Ain't what you got, it's how you use it. 

Not gettin' my pussy just to abuse it 

So get it through your big fat 

head Rather have a regular size instead 

Go on home, and self abuse it! 

 

Don't want one as big around as a Bartlett pear 

Don't wanna have to use a whip and chair 

If it's too damn big it just won't fit 

So what would I do with it? 

Don't bother to take it out, keep it in your underwear!