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Antonio DiBartolomeo

Lexington, Kentucky
49 Years Old
Singer-Songwriter
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BIOGRAPHY
Born in Italy, raised in Cincinnati, Ohio then moved out west amd lived in Breckenridge, Durango, and Aspen Colorado 14 years playing music and skiing and mountain biking. Moved to Athens, Georgia where I began pursuing my aspirations to be a serious singer songwriter. Moved back to Cincinnati, Ohio then Newport, Kentucky where I began performing and started several 2 piece bands. First came The Hay Dudes a Literate Roots Americana band with cello and guitars that lasted 2 1/2 years and 2 albums. Then I started Dos Gringos a more Pop oriented singer songwriter American music band that lasted 1 1/2 years and 1 album. Then the 2 piece, The Furnish a Pop, Rock, American, R&B;, Blues, and Soul band which resulted in 1 self titled album in 2007. From 1999 through 2009 I have written, mixed and recorded 11 albums. Most of the albums I performed and played all the instruments. I own all my songs and masters from all the albums that have been put out including songs from "The Furnish" a collaborative album with individual song contribution as well as co-write credit. I have been performing solo and with various musicians. Self released my 8th album "Some Need" in September 2008. September and October 2009 saw the release of the albums "Gone Away" and "And It's Goodbye" as well as some remixes of previous songs. Antonio moved to Lexington, Kentucky the beginning of 2010, and he is writing songs for an album release before the year ends.
LEVEL
semi-pro
GENRES
Singer/Songwriter, Alternative Country, Pop
Contact
Management: Antonio DiBartolomeo
Publishing: Antonio DiBartolomeo
Label: Self Released
Music Supervisor: Antonio DiBartolomeo
Booking: shredboard9@yahoo.com
Administrative: Antonio DiBartolomeo
P.R.O.
OTHER
INSTRUMENTS
bass / cello / congas / drums / acoustic guitar / electric guitar / harmonica / keyboard / percussion / piano / recorder / tambourine / upright bass / violin / vocals / xylophone
INFLUENCES
Beatles, George Harrison, John Lennon, Jimi Hendrix, Billie Holiday, Jim Morrison, Jeff Buckley, David Crosby, Graham Nash, Elliot Smith, Uncle Tupelo, Kurt Cobain, Neil Young,, Bruce Springsteen, Bob Dylan, Brian Jonestown Massacre, Jackson Browne, Ryan Adams, Townes Van Zant, Steve Earle, Gillian Welch and David Rawlings, Leonard Cohen, Tim Easton, Joni Mitchell, Gram Parsons, Woody Guthrie, Leadbelly.
DAY JOB
Bicycle Messenger
I AM INTERESTED IN
in co writing in person
in networking with songwriters
in pitching songs to artist
in pitching songs to tv
in getting a record deal
in getting a publishing deal
I WRITE:
For a living

I Also Write:
by myself
with others
for myself

I Prefer To Write:
lyrics
melody
music
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