Just Getting Good (music & film download)

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released December 9, 2016

NOTE FROM VAL


I'm absolutely elated to be launching Just Getting Good and getting it out into the world. It's about courage, authenticity, centeredness, boldness, and love… and, since recording this concert, huge changes in my life have challenged my assumptions about all of those. I planned this project feeling like everything in my life had been leading up to this moment: my unique, somewhat oddball skill set, my trusted collaborators, and everything I’ve learned about music, technology, and connecting with an audience. It felt like a powerful, joyous culmination of the last two decades.
And then, in the time between recording and release, nearly everything that I’d thought was certain turned out not to be: marriage, home, the city I live in, booking agent, manager, school for my son… so many of the tentpoles of life have fallen, making way for new ones to eventually take their place.
Though at first I reacted with confusion, anger and sadness, what all this has guided me to is a new attention to spirituality. And over time, with the support of many friends, I have felt my gratitude soar — as well as my capacity for love, acceptance, personal awareness and presence. In midlife, I feel I've just begun this journey… and so the timing of this release, though it's very different from what I had originally planned, actually seems perfect to me.
When I was born, my parents named me Valerie, meaning "valor" or "courage"; and I found out recently that the true, original meaning of courage is to "tell your story from the heart" (from the French "coeur").
Now, more than ever before, I'm ready to do that — starting here with this collection of songs, and honoring what's beautiful about the past in order to grow into an even more beautiful future.
Enjoy.

Love,

Val


September 2016
Seattle, WA
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releases November 21, 2016

Vocals, Electric Violin, Pedals, Percussion, Keys: Valerie Vigoda
Arrangements, Ableton Live Programming, Typical Record Producer Stuff: Brendan Milburn
Live Concert Direction: Makaela Pollock
Sound Design & Recording: Chris Luessmann
Video Projection Design: Jason Thompson
Lighting Design: Pablo Santiago-Brandwein
Set Design: Sibyl Wickersheimer
Costume Design: Ann Closs-Farley
Hair & Makeup: Cristina Waltz
Hair Color: Meli Batimana
Multi-Cam Director of Photography & Editor: Paul Wojciak
Additional Camera Operators: Willy Laszlo, Landis Stokes
Set Assistant: McLeod Benson
Electricians: Catherine Sowa & Phillip Powers
Kickstarter Consultant, Photography, Cat-Herding: David Rodwin
Post-Gig Cocktail Creation: Christopher Fülling
Audio Editing: Ben Tolliday
Audio Mixing & Mastering: Ben Wisch
Graphic Design: Christopher Frederick
All-Around Invaluable Assistance: Adriana Colón
Camera Operator for Bonus Interview: Paul Weatherman


Recorded live at Circle X Theatre, Atwater Crossing, Los Angeles, CA Dec 11-13, 2014.


THANK YOU, BELOVED KICKSTARTERERS:

Richard Aaron, Annette Adamska, William Adler, John-Mark Agosta, Greg Allen, Karen Allendoerfer, Matt Almos, Jonathan Alvear, Erika Amato, Eric Amick, Paley Anderson, Dale Anderson, Michelle Aptman, Denise Arsenault, Jonathan Asculai, Bevin Ashenmiller, Kevin Bannerman, Laurie Barilla, Liza Baron, Rachel Barreca, Doug Barry, Hannah Barudin, Julie Barudin Cole, Christine Skultety Bateman, Annette Bauer, Paula Beck, Steve Beckta, Jimmy Ray Bennett, Lindsay Berg, Merle Berman, Paul Berman, Mary Ellen Bernard, Sheri Biller, Mary Beth & Bob Blackmon & Clare Cat, Marty Bloch, Scott Bloom, Rob & Terry Bond, Cheryl Booton, Carl Boyer, David Bradley, Gary Braitman, Vianei Braun, David Brenner, Lisa Brewer, J. Brigham, Suzanne Brockmann, Paul Brown, Margaret Bumby, Eve Burns, Sarah Burns, Thomas Button, Tanya Button, Daniel Cainer, Andy Capone, David Carlton, Karen Carpenter, Gavin Carr, Steve Carroll, Lynn Carroll, Ronald Carroll, Lois Casaleggi, Shon Causer, Nick Cavarra, Cheri Chapman, David John Charcoal, Curtis C. Chen, Chris Chin, Seth Christenfeld, Eileen Christman, Crystal Ciancutti, Laral Cima, Scott Clemons, Tad & Kim Coburn, Peter Colgan, Carrie & Julie Collier, Eileen Collins, Sean Collins, Davide Collura, Rita Conley, Jeanne Cook, Carolyn Cope, Annie Corrao, Annie Corrao, Julie E. 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Track Name: Just Getting Good
some things take a while
to be ready for the world to see
you gotta wait for the wine
to take its time to get fine
just like you gotta wait for me

time stands still for no one
but don't tell me that I'm running out
with every passing day
I'm more out of my own way
getting rid of my last shadow of doubt

I'm just getting good
just getting good
not gonna stop 'cause some statistic says I should
I'm just getting good
just getting good
now I stand my ground where before I never stood
I'm just getting good

philosophers and whiskey
paintings and redwood trees
gotta be on this earth
long enough to have worth
and then get better by degrees

this life would not be so funny
without the little laugh lines by my eyes
and the patience I've learned
from all the times I been burned
has made me just a little bit more wise

I'm just getting good
just getting good
not gonna stop 'cause some statistic says I should
I'm just getting good
just getting good
now I stand my ground where before I never stood
I'm just getting

good enough to not waste time
or to gladly suffer fools
good enough to call the shots
and to know there are no rules
good enough to realize
there's nowhere I can't go
and good enough to understand
just how much I don't know

I'm just getting good
just getting good
not gonna stop 'cause some statistic says I should
I'm just getting good
just getting good
now I stand my ground where before I never stood
I'm just getting good
Track Name: Level Up
so come out.
you have been waiting long enough.
you’re done with all the talk talk talk with nothing on the table.
it’s time to come on out.
there will be no sign from above.
you’ll only hear the knock knock knock of your own heart as signal.
if you are afraid, come out.
if you are awake, come out.
come out and level up.
begin again.
dynamite the dam on the flow.
your body feels the tock tock tock of time as it hammers.
lord we are all cinders
from a fire burning long ago,
but here it is the knock knock knock of your own heart that matters.
if you are afraid, come forth.
if you are alone, come forth now.
everybody here has loved and lost,
so level up and love again.
call it any name you need.
call it your 2.0, your rebirth, whatever –
so long as you can feel it all,
so long as all your doors are flung wide.
call it your day #1 in the rest of forever.
if you are afraid, give more.
if you are alive, give more now.
everybody here has seams and scars.
so what. level up.
let your faith die.
bring your wonder.
yes, you are only one.
no, it is not enough
but if you lift your eyes, I am your brother.
and this is all we need.
and this is where we start.
this is the day we greet.
this is the day, no other...
Track Name: Hard Times Come Again No More
let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
while we all sup sorrow with the poor;
there's a song that will linger forever in our ears;
oh hard times come again no more.

'tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
hard times, hard times, come again no more
many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
oh hard times come again no more.

while we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
there are frail forms fainting at the door;
though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
oh hard times come again no more.

'tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
hard times, hard times, come again no more
many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
oh hard times come again no more.

‘tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
‘tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
‘tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave
oh hard times come again no more.

'tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
hard times, hard times, come again no more
many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
oh hard times come again no more.
Track Name: If You Believe
painting pumpkins in the autumn forest
dripping dewdrops in the summer glade
making sure that every tree gets sunshine
making sure that every tree gets shade
and every blade of grass can grow

weaving winter white among the branches
frosting over every oak and pine
sprucing up the springtime watercolors
accentuating nature's grand design
where you will find your place

if you believe in who you are, who you were always meant to be
if you do what you love and you set your spirit free
in the twilight of winter you can find the heart of spring
you can make
wondrous things
if you just
spread your wings and fly

taking what has washed up on the shoreline
making something wonderful and new
recognizing what you take for granted
is what the world needs most of all from you
it's simple - to thy self be true

within you where it's been forever
set it loose and let it guide you

to believe in who you are, who you were always meant to be
if you do what you love and you set your spirit free
in the twilight of winter you can find the heart of spring
you can make
wondrous things
if you just
spread your wings and fly
Track Name: So in Love with You
now I'm so in love with you
and there's nothing I can do
you're my everything
and you make me sing
that I'm so in love with you

every time you fall
you know I will be there
there to take your hand

and I, I'll be there to hear
all you've got to say
I will understand

for I'm more alive
when you're nearby
and I don't know why but it's true

that I'm so in love with you
and there's nothing I can do
you're my everything
and you make me sing
that I'm so in love with you.

and every time you cry
you know I will be there
to kiss away your tears

if you're frightened in the night
I'll turn on the light
and help you face your fears

for I'm more alive
when you're nearby
and I don't know why but it's true

that I'm so in love with you
and there's nothing I can do
you're my everything
and you make me sing
that I'm so in love with you.

you, you make me crazy
with your insatiable demands and your never-ending energy
you, sometimes you slay me
yeah you drive me to distraction then you look at me so tenderly
you, you really bug me
with your temper and your tantrums and your yelling and your running wild
but then you come and hug me
and all I feel is so in love with you
my child

now I'm so in love with you
and there's nothing I can do
you bring me joy
my darling boy
and I'm so in love with you...

(countermelody)
oh I am yours forever more
oh never felt like this before
so in love, so in love with you
Track Name: Larger Than Life
wanna be reckoned with, not pushed aside
let every opinion loom
a crazy misfit, makin' some mischief
takin' a big bite out of the room
oh, let the sparks fly, look you right in the eye
unafraid I might offend
can't wait a lifetime, this life of mine
'bout time I begin again
just not one more day, no not one more day
not another day like today, 'cause
deep inside, there I stand
larger than life

no, I ain't gonna cry for help, this time I'll help myself
leavin' all my past behind
gonna take my aim, stake my claim
be larger than life

just not one more day, no not one more day
not another day like today...
deep inside, there I stand
larger than life
Track Name: Thaw / Irish Lullaby
all of my strength, all my pride, these two eyes of blue
everything I call my own first came from you
age five: I ask why the ice melts - is it alive?
you smile and talk to me as we drive
you say everything changes when winter's gone
ice melts and water flows on
I looked around
at the snow on the ground, and I saw...

the sun growing hotter, the ice cracking free
clear rushing water as it raced toward the sea, past me

then came the silence, the fury, the wars that we'd wage
our house was colder than hell, heated only by rage
I grew tall
and stopped asking why 'cause I knew it all
the ice thick between us, a solid wall
you tried with fire and you tried with steel
only to reveal
nature's strange design
warmth can only come in time

now the sun's growing hotter, the ice cracking free
clear rushing water from you to me
mother to daughter, the ice cracking free
clear rushing water from you to me

over in Killarney
many years ago,
my mother sang a song to me
in tones so sweet and low.
just a simple little ditty,
in her good old Irish way,
and I'd give the world if she could sing
that song to me this day.

"too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, too-ra-loo-ra-li,
too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush now, don't you cry!
too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, too-ra-loo-ra-li,
too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, that's an Irish lullaby."

now the sun's growing hotter, the ice cracking free
clear rushing water from you to me
mother to daughter, the ice cracking free
clear rushing water from you to me
Track Name: The End of the Beginning (from Wheelhouse)
so I call god up,
and I'm kinda nervous
but I call god up,
I get his answering service,
so I take a breath,
make my voice all steady
take another breath,
and I think I'm ready,

and I say on the line,
could you tell the divine,
that I'm here down below
and I really wanna know:

have we turned the corner?
have we gone right 'round the bend?
is it the end of the beginning?
or the beginning of the end?
have we crossed the border?
can we get back home again?
is it the end of the beginning,
or the beginning of the end?

and I don't hear back,
but I'm in no hurry.
but I don't hear back,
and I start to worry,
'cause the days fly by,
with no confirmation
and then years fly by,
and a desperation

settles into my soul.
I feel out of control
so I hit redial
and I wait and wait a while,
and I wait and wait a while,
and I wait and wait a while,
and I wait and wait a while,

just when I'm thinking that I oughta let it go now
somebody picks up on the line and says, "yeah what?"
I say "hello, sir, there's some things i'd like to know now,
I open doors, I walk on through, and then they shut.

I wonder if I shoulda tried another door, now
did I choose right? and what's the future gonna bring?"
he says "you little people always wanna know the score, now.
you want a hint? well I will tell you just one thing:"

he says:

"you don't get to know.
you don't get to know.
you don't get to know.
you don't get to know."

then he drops the phone
and he's disconnected
and I'm all alone
and I'm all dejected

yet it gives me hope
not the way he said it
but it gives me hope
yeah, I think I get it:

choose a door
and you're done.
if your door
was the right one,
you won't know.
and that's wise.
it would ruin the surprise.

have we turned the corner?
have we gone right 'round the bend?
is it the end of the beginning?
or the beginning of the end?
have we crossed the border?
can we get back home again?
is it the end of the beginning,
or the beginning of the end?

you don't get to know.
you don't get to know.
you don't get to know.

is it the end of the beginning,
or the beginning of the end?
Track Name: Coming Home / Rocket Man
I'm low as a crater and filled with dust
I feel like a traitor to the thought of us
I hardly remember the heat of your hand
memory fails me and crumbles like sand

oh, hey ah, hey ah
now my heart grows fonder
through all these long long nights alone
oh, hey ah, hey ah
now my faith grows stronger
soon I'll see your face
I'm picking up the pace
I am crossing land and sea and space
I am coming home

your voice sounds so distant on the line
we chase every minute with a dollar sign
all that I want is to comfort you
my voice is my body… just without the view

and I think it's gonna be a long, long time
'til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
oh, no no no
I'm a rocket man
rocket man
burnin' out his fuse up here alone
and I think it's gonna be a long, long time
I'm not the man they think I am at home

Mars ain't the kind of place
to raise your kids
in fact, it's cold as hell
and there's no one there to raise them
if you did

and all this science
I don't understand
it's just my job
five days a week
a rocket man
rocket man

and I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
'til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
oh, no no no
I'm a rocket man
rocket man
burnin' out his fuse up here alone


and I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
Track Name: Little Bird / Blackbird
I look up to the little bird
that glides across the sky
he sings the clearest melody
it makes me want to cry
it makes me want to sit right down
and cry, cry, cry
I walk along the city streets
so dark with rage and fear
and I, I wish that I could be that bird
and fly away from here
I wish I had the wings to fly away from here
but my, my I feel so low
my, my, where do I go?
my, my, what do I know?
my, my, we reap what we sow
they always said that you knew best but
this little bird's fallen out of that nest now
I've got a feeling that it might have been blessed so
I've just got to put these wings to test
for I am just a troubled soul
who's weighted...
weighted to the ground
give me the strength to carry on
till I can lay my burden down
give me the strength to lay this burden down
down, down, yeah
give me the strength to lay it down
but my, my I feel so low
my, my, where do I go?
my, my, what do I know?
my, my, we reap what we sow
they always said that you knew best but
this little bird's fallen out of that nest now
I've got a feeling that it might have been blessed so
I've just got to put these wings to test


***


blackbird singing in the dead of night
take these broken wings and learn to fly
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to arise

blackbird singing in the dead of night
take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free

blackbird fly, blackbird fly
into the light of the dark black night

blackbird fly, blackbird fly
into the light of the dark black night

blackbird singing in the dead of night
take these broken wings and learn to fly
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to arise