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The DesBerardos are:

Chris Berardo - Lead Vocals, Harp, Percussion, Organ, Piano
Marc Berardo - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
"Professor" Dick Neal - Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Mandolin, Dobro, Banjo, Pedal Steel Guitar
Pete Szymanski - Bass Guitar
Benny Landa - 6 and 12 String Electric Guitars
Nicky "The Stick" Vitiello - Drums and Percussion

Scott Berardo - Drums on 5 and 9

Additional Musicians:
Steve Hardwick - Guitar on 6 and 9
Liam "Fiddleman" Bailey - Fiddle on 12
Rick Mullen - Electric Bass on 2, 8, 5, 9, Acoustic Upright Bass on 4
Dave Bessly - Bass on 12 (Fla. Sessions)
John Magee - Drums on 12 (Fla. Sessions)
Woody Pernell - Conga Drum on 6 (Fla. Sessions)
The Mysterious Matt - Organ on 6 (Fla. Sessions)
Jim Allyn - Fiddle on 7
Rob "Red" Neville - Bgd Vox on 7
Michael Branden - Bgd Vocal on 12


released September 23, 2003

Produced by: Dick Neal & Chris Berardo

Engineered by: Pete Szymanski

Mixed by: Dick Neal & Chris Berardo

Recorded and Mixed at: The Hayloft Studio - Milford, CT

basic tracks for 12, organ and percussion for 6, recorded by Jim Stafford at Eclipse Recording, St. Augustine, FL

Mastered by: Gene Paul at DB Plus, New York City

All Songs by Chris Berardo
Raoul Duke Musical Entertainment Inc., BMI

℗ 2003 Lamon Records



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Chris Berardo & The DesBerardos Norwalk, Connecticut

CT’s Chris Berardo & The DesBerardos have spent the last several years touring much of the country, playing hundreds of shows with the likes of The Doobie Brothers, The Marshall Tucker Band, David Allan Coe, Levon Helm, Dickey Betts, Little Feat & many others, with countless appearances as headliners everywhere from historic theatres to beer-soaked bar rooms.

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Track Name: Still Waters
It was a restless kind of freedom
One that we could not control
And it blew us by the Bright Lights
Out where dreams are bought and sold
And our hearts were beating faster
And our eyes were on the road
And we knew we’d live The Story
And The Story would be told

It was a separate destination
That we could not leave behind
So we pressed on hard ‘till morning
And we held The Narrow Line
And it pushed us through the canyons
And we held on for our lives
Some days we felt like we were dead
But we were never more Alive

Still Waters run deep
Still Waters run wild
Some secretes will keep
Still Waters can bust up through The Dust and then
The tide will flow back to our door
And we will ride it out once more

So we stopped when we were weary
And we plotted our next line
By the light shining from the red, white and blue Motel 6 sign
And we swallowed every moment
And we lived it without shame
And even if we lived forever
We knew it’d never be this Good again


We burned so bright back then
Fought every fight back then
We are older then that now
But still The Spirit flows
And fills up an old heart that knows
The things we only dreamed of then…
Track Name: You'll Know It's Me
Seems like it all goes by so fast, and we stand and watch it go
And nothing seems to last, and we learn to let it go
But every now and then, the heart remembers when

You and me, we had our time, and it seems like we both new
We could read between the lines, and we lost a page or two
But on a certain night, you’ll remember what was Right
And you will know I’m near you

I never really had the chance to speak my mind or say goodbye
I would have told you that a little piece of you is still inside
But maybe someday when your mind is free
And the world is far behind
You will hear the rain
Or feel a gentle breeze
And you will know that it is me

The things I needed then, were different than today
And so a late night bus, took you a thousand miles away
But every now and then, the heart remembers when,
We thought we’d be Forever



We are just the things that we have loved,
And every chip upon the stone,
And every smile and every push and every shove
But some are harder to ignore