Jose Llana - To Excess

Jose Llana performs Kooman & Dimond's "To Excess" from the song cycle HOMEMADE FUSION.
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From "Out of Our Heads: The Music of Kooman and Dimond"
July 18th, 2011 at Birdland in NYC.
www.koomandimond.com
Music: Michael Kooman
Lyrics: Christopher Dimond
Produced by Michael Alshooler
Directed by Kate Pines
Stage Manager: Michael Rico Cohen
Piano: Paul Staroba
Guitar: Matt Hinkley
Bass: Steve Gilewski
Percussion: Drew Simpson
Videographer/Editor: Rebel Apotheosis

[@koomandimond]

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[@yuvalbenami]

Wonderful rendition. I just heard this song at a wonderful song cabaret in Tel-Aviv, and had to look it up.

[@JonMeFree]

I want to be Jose Llana when I grow up. He's just killer on this.

[@LauKungPow]

I am obsessed with Jose Llana.

[@alexanderzamora5930]

Forever Jose Llana! It is always a treat to my ears to hear you sing, Jose!

[@itsGabby]

loved it! Jose Llana makes this tune!

[@CFMusical]

Best version!

[@josevich]

Love love love this!

[@elphiegreen]

i like the music

[@ShortyRock801]

Thanks

[@angelobum]

very good! very nice!

[@juliejaret3515]

Brilliant.

[@Elizabethleaf]

I was nominated for a thing a couple years ago and for the competition, I wanted to sing this so bad! Unfortunately, I'm not quite sure how it would turn out if a girl sang it. I could have tried.

[@jbark678]

Elizabeth Leaf I think it would work. Might need to shift some lyrics.

[@kneekeywhy]

03:21 favorite part! Hahahahaha!

[@d-slice]

Is this Chip/Jesus from 25th Annual Putnam?

[@sambailey9195]

Yes

[@MateusSilva-rz3vq]

To Excess Hey there Claire. Hey. Hiya. Hi. This is weird. I can see that. But it’s not what it looks like. Can you put the bat down? No? Please hold on, I’ll explain. (sung) I will show you that I’m not insane. Listen Claire, you will see We are destiny. Claire, I need you around me. That’s why I broke in your place. That’s why you came home and found me With your panties pressed to my face. Cause Claire, You may not recall the day that we met. But it’s a day I’ll never forget. The Stop-n-Shop produce aisle I got all wrapped up in your smile. And then, I bumped right into your leg with my cart. And that bump started a song in my heart. You turned and said “What the hell?” And well, Claire, that’s the moment I fell. If it’s a crime to follow a girl all the way home And memorize her address. Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. And Claire, I may not be in very good shape. But I can climb a fire escape. And I am not dismayed That you shut your living room shade. Cause Claire, I bought a real nice camera with zoom. Found me a tree with a view of your room. Claire Bear it makes me weep That you look so cute when you sleep. If it’s a crime to take some pictures of a girl In various states of undress Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. I see eyeing up that window there, but Claire let me speak. I’m not some psycho like that guy you took to Chili’s last week. He didn’t even try to open up the door for you as you left the bar. So I hit that asshole with my car. And Claire, I am a sweet and amorous guy. I carved your name into my left thigh. I wrote you a love haiku Out of all the blood that I drew. Then Claire, I stole a mannequin from the mall. Made me my very own Claire Bear doll. But she stares at other guys So I gave her two black eyes. If it’s a crime to take a doll into a restroom And make a little bit of a mess, Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. So Claire, Just take my hand and please be my spouse. We’ll live in the bunker I built ‘neath my house. We’ll spoon in the candle light. And I’ll sniff your feet every night. And Claire, On Sundays I’ll unlock you from your chain. We’ll have a nice dinner and sip champagne. We’ll make sweet love all night long Just you… and me… and my mom. If it’s a crime to hold a girl’s grandmother hostage Until she agrees to say yes Then I guess I am guilty. I confess I am guilty. Like sentenced to life guilty Of loving you to excess. (spoken) So, what do you say Claire?

[@jtnoble321]

Does anyone have the Backing Track or Sheet Music to this?

[@ItisTheEvilMonkey]

Soooo this is where Chip Tolentino went after the Spelling bee...

[@alexanderzamora5930]

Hilarious! ❤

[@ShortyRock801]

what key is this in???

[@TheAllRoundNerd]

Apparently Eb Major

[@lawnshark025]

@@TheAllRoundNerd nah most of this performance is in Bb major, then it modulates up to C major

[@jhonrusselantonio273]

Hey there Claire. Hey. Hiya. Hi. This is weird. I can see that. But it's not what it looks like. Can you put the bat down? No? Please hold on, I'll explain. Of loving you to excess. (sung) I will show you that I'm not insane. Listen Claire, you will see We are destiny. Claire, I need you around me. That's why I broke in your place. That's why you came home and found me With your panties pressed to my face. Cause Claire, You may not recall the day that we met. But it's a day I'll never forget. The Stop-n-Shop produce aisle I got all wrapped up in your smile. And then, I bumped right into your leg with my cart. And that bump started a song in my heart. You turned and said "What the hell?" And well, Claire, that's the moment I fell. If it's a crime to follow a girl all the way home And memorize her address. Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. And Claire, I may not be in very good shape. But I can climb a fire escape. And I am not dismayed That you shut your living room shade. Cause Claire, I bought a real nice camera with zoom. Found me a tree with a view of your room. Claire Bear it makes me weep That you look so cute when you sleep. If it's a crime to take some pictures of a girl In various states of undress Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. I see eyeing up that window there, but Claire let me speak. I'm not some psycho like that guy you took to Chili's last week. He didn't even try to open up the door for you as you left the bar. So I hit that asshole with my car. And Claire, I am a sweet and amorous guy. I carved your name into my left thigh. I wrote you a love haiku Out of all the blood that I drew. Then Claire, I stole a mannequin from the mall. Made me my very own Claire Bear doll. But she stares at other guys So I gave her two black eyes. If it's a crime to take a doll into a restroom And make a little bit of a mess, Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. So Claire, Just take my hand and please be my spouse. We'll live in the bunker I built 'neath my house. We'll spoon in the candle light. And I'll sniff your feet every night. And Claire, On Sundays I'll unlock you from your chain. We'll have a nice dinner and sip champagne. We'll make sweet love all night long Just you... and me... and my mom. If it's a crime to hold a girl's grandmother hostage Until she agrees to say yes Then I guess I am guilty. I confess I am guilty. Like sentenced to life guilty Of loving you to excess. (spoken) So, what do you say Claire?

[@anonaccount815]

Hey there Claire. Hey. Hiya. Hi. This is weird. I can see that. But it’s not what it looks like. Can you put the bat down? No? Please hold on, I’ll explain. (sung) I will show you that I’m not insane. Listen Claire, you will see We are destiny. Claire, I need you around me. That’s why I broke in your place. That’s why you came home and found me With your panties pressed to my face. Cause Claire, You may not recall the day that we met. But it’s a day I’ll never forget. The Stop-n-Shop produce aisle I got all wrapped up in your smile. And then, I bumped right into your leg with my cart. And that bump started a song in my heart. You turned and said “What the hell?” And well, Claire, that’s the moment I fell. If it’s a crime to follow a girl all the way home And memorize her address. Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. And Claire, I may not be in very good shape. But I can climb a fire escape. And I am not dismayed That you shut your living room shade. Cause Claire, I bought a real nice camera with zoom. Found me a tree with a view of your room. Claire Bear it makes me weep That you look so cute when you sleep. If it’s a crime to take some pictures of a girl In various states of undress Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. I see eyeing up that window there, but Claire let me speak. I’m not some psycho like that guy you took to Chili’s last week. He didn’t even try to open up the door for you as you left the bar. So I hit that asshole with my car. And Claire, I am a sweet and amorous guy. I carved your name into my left thigh. I wrote you a love haiku Out of all the blood that I drew. Then Claire, I stole a mannequin from the mall. Made me my very own Claire Bear doll. But she stares at other guys So I gave her two black eyes. If it’s a crime to take a doll into a restroom And make a little bit of a mess, Then I guess I am guilty Of loving you to excess. So Claire, Just take my hand and please be my spouse. We’ll live in the bunker I built ‘neath my house. We’ll spoon in the candle light. And I’ll sniff your feet every night. And Claire, On Sundays I’ll unlock you from your chain. We’ll have a nice dinner and sip champagne. We’ll make sweet love all night long Just you… and me… and my mom. If it’s a crime to hold a girl’s grandmother hostage Until she agrees to say yes Then I guess I am guilty. I confess I am guilty. Like sentenced to life guilty Of loving you to excess. (spoken) So, what do you say Claire?