I Know What You're Made of
'With his hook-laden songs, strong voice, and his guitar in a distinctive tuning, P. J. Shapiro's performances are consistently dramatic and compelling.' - Geoff Bartley P. J. Shapiro is an adult, bipedal mammal. His current habitat is the urban area in and around Boston, Massachusetts, where he is known to forage for spicy foods and strings for his guitar. P. J. was the lead singer and guitarist for the Boston-based band Not Earthshaking from 1994-97. Long a fixture of the Boston area acoustic scene, P. J. has created a dynamic performance style that highlights the expressive range of his music. His first CD, approachavoidance (released in April 2000), consists of five tracks which progress from an innocuously predatory pop-song overture (My Town) to a finale in which the curtain is thrown back and harsh unforgiving light is cast upon the stage and everything around it (Flying Dutchman). On the new full-length CD I Know What You're Made Of: P.J. starts off with an affirmation wrapped around an accusation in a beat driven mantra with the title track I Know What You're Made Of. Outside the Box is a dystopian reinterpretation of the classic figure of the duelist who contemplates his own certain ending in uncertain times. The driving groove of Continental Drift supports a global view of fissures that develop between people as they interpret their lives through divergent scales of time. 'Time' is the last word of Fountain, as it stretches across a chase for unattainable waters that has fallen into the obsessive destruction of everything once held dear. If ever there were a swinging lullaby of betrayal, it is Angry. When a symbol outpaces that which it represents, an exasperated narrator delivers Candle Creating Character in defense of his own identity. Year 62 propagates in waves of turbulence, evoking frantic yet clear digital video footage of an endless war carried on beyond any connection to it's origin. Fading light foreshadows fantasy overtaking reality in Color to Ground. In Wealth of Nations, a stock exchange is a prayer wheel, the endless interconnected stream of numbers which flow from it is an epic poem that forces an unasked-for penance upon the world it delineates. As the rules become simpler, making an exit becomes the name of the game in Risc. Millie Plays Pretend both draws from and breaks blues traditions to describe an imagined moment of reflection. And the newly-imagined My Town is an intensely memorable pop song, in which a map of emotional territory is displayed, folded, and then passed from an old hand to the newest arrival.