Whispering a Prayer by Steve Vai

Sometimes it's difficult to understand instrumental music, especially if you don't know where the songwriter is coming from. I saw a video of Steve Vai talking about motivating yourself with this song in the background. That just somehow made this song easy to digest and start to appreciate it as a work of beauty... an art by itself.

You Didn't Break It by Steve Vai

I bought my first Steve Vai album at a local record shop for around P100. This was probably one of the more pop oriented songs in the album, a song I definitely loved so much that I included in a mix tape (or more appropriately mixed cd I gave to a girl)

According to the liner notes, it was written by a couple, Bob and Suzannah Harris who goes by the commercial name Rantin and Rayven. On this record, they sang the vocals and backing vocals respectively.

You didn't break it
You didn't break it
You didn't break my heart when you split
You only cracked it just a bit

Somethin's changed
Though I know my heart ain't plastic
I guess through the years it's grown
A little more elastic

'Cause this time cryin' time
Didn't last as long
And my heart just needed minor repairs
And it feels pretty strong
(Feels pretty strong)
And it's movin' right along

You didn't break it
You didn't break it
You didn't break my heart when you split
You only cracked it just a bit

You didn't break it
You didn't break it
You didn't break it
You didn't break my heart

Losin' love, it used to crush me
Now it doesn't
I just figured it was meant to be
Or it wasn't

So if you wanna know
Now that you're gone, the shape I'm in
You never clipped the wings of my heart
It's gonna fly again.

You didn't break it
You didn't break it
You didn't break my heart when you split
You only cracked it just a bit

You didn't break it
You didn't break it
You didn't break it
You didn't break my heart

I got somethin' that keeps me goin'
I got a habit of comin' around, honey
You didn't run me off the highway
You only slowed me down

My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama by G3 (Steve Vai, Joe Satriani, Eric Johnson)

A Frank Zappa-original, G3's version of this song is nothing short of special. In other words it's just fuckin' A! The lyrics is very rockstar-ish and something that poses as a warranted warning to parents who don't know what they're messing with sometimes.

Featuring 3 different flavored guitar solos delivered by Vai, Johnson and Satriani (in that specific order), I think Zappa would have agreed that this initial version of the G3 Trio helped him drive his point!

Kudos to Stu Hamm for manning the bass!

You know, your mama and your daddy
Saying I'm no good to you
They call me dirty from the alley
Till I don't know what to do

I get so tired of sneakin' around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin'
"Don't come back no more"

I can't take it
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad

Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair

I get so tired of sneakin' around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin'
"Don't come back no more"

Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair

I get so tired of sneakin' around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin'
"Don't come back no more"

My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad