Galia is a true Midwestern girl -sans her values and domestic abilities. "I hear a way to a man's heart is his stomach. That's why I pretend to cook pies." Although Galia feels weird writing a bio in 3rd person, she’s heard that it looks more professional. Galia Arad is a New York City based singer/songwriter whose classical musician parents and classical voice training steered her directly into the arms of rock ‘n’ roll. She is from Bloomington, Indiana- where her heart really is, but hopes that someday she can say the same about new york city. She is obsessed with her family and she is never ever bored. She hopes you love her music as much as she loves the boys she writes about. She’s kidding about the boys- she thinks bio writing is awkward and just wants to break the ice by making bad jokes. She plays venues all over New York City and has also toured Ireland and Japan (where she not only gigged, but was the first place winner of a sake chugging contest and runner up of a wet kimono contest) As for her less impressive accomplishments, she is the winner of Songwriter Hall of Fame's Abe Olman award for Excellence in Songwriting, and winner of The Great American Song competition. Galia, with much noise, has also caught the attention of one of her music idols, Shane MacGowan (from The Pogues), who wrote the liner notes for her sophomore album "Ooh La Baby", and is featured on two tracks. Also featured on her folk/pop album: guitar legend Marc Ribot (who simply describes Galia as a “fucking good songwriter”), Bashiri Johnson, Elvis Costello's rhythm section, and many other musicians that she loves to brag about. Galia just got back from a UK tour where she opened for (or as the English more eloquently say "did support for") Jools Holland ending at Royal Albert Hall, so you can be sure Galia has been bragging about that as well. Galia will change this bio tomorrow and learn to act more confident and professional, hopefully also by tomorrow.
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You don't want to miss the real gems like below.
Galia Arad and the Lollipops at the Bitter End
Galia Arad
May 30th
8pm
New York, NY
hey peeps!!!
It's been so long since I've performed with the Lollipops and the band and we are coming, full force, to the Bitter End in the West Village. I know, I know none of us like change but I promise it will be the same party it always is, just with more room to sit. Our theme is 50 Shades of Grey and Gay, which only means the Lollipops' and my song will be extremely sexual and uncomfortable for everyone involved. (I guess in which case, all our shows should be themed 50 Shades of Grey)
One thing: The Bitter End is charging $5. But there wont be a tip jar. Are you mad? The good news is that the Lollipops need new uniforms and this will help. Also, you wont have the awk moment when the tip jar gets to you and you feel judged by the stranger next to you about the amount. If the $5 is an issue, please let me know and maybe we can work something out. ( Like if you want to be my servant for the next week. And I don't mean in a 50 shades of grey way. It would be more like in a Downton Abbey and I am the grandmother way.)
So on that note, we'll see you Wednesaday, May 30th at the Bitter End at 8pm.
oh P.S. I realize this featured picture of me is unattractive on a few levels, but as usual, I have put my ego aside for the sake of a theme, and sorry but i have no hot pix where I'm sporting grey on grey. When Lollipop Ryan and I lived together many years ago, and one of us would wear grey on grey (which was more frequent than one would hope), we'd sing to the other, "You look like a cloudy dayyy" Guess you had to be there.
P.P.S. Speaking of gay, can we give a huge congrats to Lollipop Gerold Schroeder FOR BEING A GAP MODEL. He is everywhere- buses, subways, and here it is on a billboard in times square. We are so jeals of Gerold for being a model and sharing a shirt with the wonderful and talented Rory O'Malley (hello, have you seen Book of Mormon) , but Gerold is remaining very humble and describes his newfound fame as "the same as before".
sometimes on sundays i like to have *a glass of wine, look at footage of myself, and make some mental notes. "why isn't the audience laughing, that was hyster."
Anyways, **not to live in the past, but I just found this from Musical Theater Night from my Living room Residency and just love it so hard I had to share. I love my LPs so much it hurts, we are so dramatic.
Love, Galia
PS has anyone answered 50 cent's 21 questions? I need a new project. I just researched and see that someone named lil' mo has. eff.
For those of you who missed it, or *those of you who want to relive every special moment of my gigs, here is a lil' slide show from country night. All I can say is, going through these, I am a cartoon character, and it's weird. Plus, look at the one picture of my intern checking out my ass. He's fired.
See you at Round 2, r&b night. Please come, my dad will be in town, and I don't want him having anxiety about my life because he's one of 3 people in the audience. ok? please, I'm begging. XGALIA
Every Wednesday, we are going to be playing at the Living Room, but with a twist.. see below. We are very excited. Well excited and scared.. espesh for Musical Theater night.
Hi peeps! So after 45 days of silence, I’m ready to talk about Royal Albert Hall. I made this mini documentary to cope with my post-partum. As some of you know, 4:06 - 4:49 is on endless loop at work (that’s why i have two desktops) and at home, near my framed Jools Holland band pass and hundreds of lit candles. (I only take the pass out of the frame during the holidays to hang on the tree. ) Below it, is a little insider's guide to the video.
1)MANLY WHITE SHIRT SCENE: Yes, two days before RAH, I got sick. This is like getting your period on your wedding day. (i imagine) It’s horrible. Also, not to complain, but here’s something I will never do again : travel Ryan Air with an actual suitcase. When I was coming back to England from Dublin, I had to take things out of my luggage 3 time before it made the weight limit. I eventually was wearing, and I’m NOT exaggerating: 3 sweaters and a coat, I had my camera and video camera, and various phone, laptop, ipad chargers in MY POCKETS, and a carry-on tote (WHO - except my sister and I use a tote as our carry on) that was most certainly heavier than my suitcase. I could not lift my tote bag carry on, so I had to DRAG IT (and kick drag, if you know what I mean..it’s the worst & most unattractive & weird) from check in, to the gate. And when the airport workers asked me to show them my carry on, I had to lift it, casually, as if it wasn’t filled with 30 cement bricks. (Good thing my 8 clothing layers masked my trembling muscles. see, everything does happen for a reason.) Why I’m telling you this, is because the morning after that (and when you see me on the video and I look like an 70 year old man on a couch) is because I could not move my body when I woke up. The soreness was so bad. All that said, I knew my adrenalin was going to get me though. But the fear before hand was unbearable (mostly for my Hero intern Tom who had to deal with me.)
2) PLAID COAT scene : There was a lot more footage from that, because the walk to the stage door was an eternity. and my sister and I were nervous laughing the whole time. The sidewalk was very narrow, so my sister, who was carrying my gig suitcase (yes, gig suitcase.. DIVA), had to walk behind me. It made me feel weird. (slash empowered and like a celeb)
3) STRIPED LONG CARDIGAN scene: Sound check. The white haired man who is SWEET AS A BUTTON and wish he could be with me at every gig is Andy.He had to deal with my questions. (ie "Andy, what do we do if i pee myself or faint?".) This was the first time I was seeing the Hall (yes, capital H) and couldn’t talk. Also, those moto boots I'm wearing are the ones I didn't change out of for the actual show. I was told that if I was going to wear those again at RAH, I should at least clean them. (Oh well you live you learn) I actually had a beautiful pair of heels to wear, but last minute I said fuck it, this isn't me. actually it was more fear driven- of tripping on cables or very unattractive nervous shaking ankles.
4) STRIPED LONG CARDIGAN blue lights scene: This was one of our last songs to sound check. I was so happy I cried. It was as simple as that.
5) BLACK DRESS THAT’S NOT FULLY ZIPPED scene: Did anyone fix that for me before I went on? I don’t think I've apologized to my sister (who literally looks scared of me.. and rightfully so) or Tom for being snapped at and bossed. So I apologize now. My excuse is that suddenly we were on in 20 minutes and I was still in my sweaty old man shirt.. on the biggest night of my life. and where the fuck was my eyeliner and fake lashes? Good thing my sister made us hot toddies, which consisted of hot water (we took the water maker from the hotel, and two little bottles of jack daniels. No time for luxuries like honey or clove.
6) ALL BLUE FUZZY STAGE SCENE: happiness
7) BLACK DRESS LOBBY OF RAH: So what you DON’T see, (though I wish we had it on tape) Is: I really, really did not want to go sign cds, because I was nervous that no one would want cds signed, and I would just be standing there. There wasn’t really a place to stand, but my intern and the women who were in charge of me (if you’re reading, i love you) made me go. So I’m downstairs in the lobby, hanging out uncomfortably near the area where they are selling all merch. People are starting to sift in, and it’s really, really uncomfortable - if you can imagine: Me standing there presumptuously thinking people want my big fucking star autograph, and no one is coming up to me to get it. So I am telling Tom, I can’t do this, this is mortifying, I hate you, I will punish you, etc. until someone finally approaches me, thank GOD. So I’m beaming, taking the lid off my sharpie, confidence starting to build back up, that is, UNTIL HE ASKS ME IF I WORK THERE, CAUSE HE WANTS TO BUY A CD. (i swear if i had been wearing fake lashes as planned, none of this would be an issue. that's why you wear lashes.)
So that's it. That's my big day. Thank you to Jools & his incredible crew for this unforgettable opportunity. His crew was so welcoming and wonderful. Mark Flanagan and Roger Goslyn (both whom I stole from Jools) They are amazing musicians and people, I truly felt supported (musically and emotionally). And my sis for being a saint that day, making our hot toddies, and her beautiful voice. and most of all Tom my intern for being my hero, and for recording all this footage so I can re-live it, even though he had to go through a lot of abuse in order to do so. (physical and emotional)
Really hope you guys enjoyed watching as much as I enjoyed making.
I think I'm an official Takamine artist? This is amazing, I love this article, I seem like such a ho! (well how do you think I landed this feature..) Have I mentioned that I love Takamine Guitars?
