I don't think about you much

Congratulations go out to my wife Elizabeth "Liv". She now has her first song Published and registered with BMI and is officially a BMI songwriter.

Around the time I was in the studio recording my "Grandfather Moon" CD my wife showed me some lyrics she'd been working on with the title "I don't think about you much". I loved a lot of the words and really liked the theme and idea of the song. Unfortunitly I already had all the songs for the CD. I worked on it a little, put more words and wrote the music to it but it wasn't until about two or three months ago we were able to finish it.

I'm really looking forward to recording the song some day.

Happy Anniversary my Love

The day she entered my life she filled my heart with such joy and happiness. Today is our 4th wedding anniversary and I'm looking forward to the next 50. She's my biggest fan and filled with never ending wisdom too. To top it all off she's my best friend. There's nothing we can't share with each other or talk about. Without her my cup would be more than half empty.

I love you "Liv" and I still can't believe I'm yours.

Jerry Corelli Concerts

"MERGE" will be joining me in concert at PSCC - Parkland on August 29th @ 7pm. PSCC, or Parkland - Puget Sound Christian Center is hosting this concert as a way of introducing the area to its official Grand opening.

The six members of MERGE; Eric Crawford, Marcus Michelsen, Vanessa Jodway, Dave Larsen, Fred Williams and Don Eldridge are some of the most talented musicians I've ever met. They have a strong passion for Christ and speak eloquently through their music.

My First Stage

My first stage experience was here at Byer's Junior High School in Denver Colorado. Dorothy Winteringham was the first teacher in my life to inspire me. I wanted to learn more about playing the guitar so I tried out for the guitar class. I had taught myself how to play guitar but couldn't read music so I thought I give her guitar class a shot. I tried out for her class and it turned out I was a bit more advanced than her classes were so she made me her guitar assistant instead.

We played guitar ensembles for a variety of school events and then the day came when I met a second teacher who would greatly inspire me, Sonya Hall. Sonya was the choir teacher, both for the main choir and the Jazz Choir. In order to try out for the Jazz Choir and main choir she told me I had to audition by playing one of my songs. She heard I was a songwriter and could sing from Dorothy Winteringham.

The guitar class practiced on the auditorium stage and I'll never forget when Sonya was auditioning some students for the Jazz choir. After they were finished she started gathering her music and as a matter of fact said, "I hear you can sing?" I was putting guitars away after class and replied, in a timid manner that I could. She just blurted out that I would be auditioning for the Jazz Choir and main choir and that I would be bringing my guitar and singing one of my songs. As I remember there was no, "Do you want to?" only "You will be." Which at the time, for me, was a good thing.

After making the Jazz Choir we sang in that auditorium a lot. Eventually, I ended up singing more than a few of my own songs as a soloist too. The most memorable was a song I wrote called "Mrs. Hall". There wasn't a dry eye in the place when I was finished.

It's Copyrights, not Copywrites

I get a kick out of songwriters who send demos and use the word Copywrited instead of Copyrighted. That's the first clue that what I'm about to hear may not be for human ears. If you 're a songwriter, sending your first demos to companies, you should know more about Copyrights. Or at least how to spell copyright.

For Copyright information go to the link I've provided and learn more.

Almost born on the 4th of July

I was around 3 years old and had lived in 6 foster homes by the time I was adopted by Paul & Dorothy. He was a salesman and a Koren War Vet. Paul, or Dad, was born on July 3, 1929 and passed away July 2, 2008, the day before his 79th birthday. This year he would have turn 80. We didn't get along at all in the 20 years of his life and in fact his last wish was to exclude me from his obituary.

If I could, I would have told him I admired him and respected him. I would have told him I was always trying to win his approval and that I wanted him to be proud of me.

But, it never worked out for me to do that. He decided that he no longer had a son and refused his wife from keeping in contact with me. So, here's to dying a bitter man. I hope now what pain was in your life is now gone and that you're in Heaven finally happy.

Love Your Son,
Jerry