"Perfect Rainbows (1985)" genre: Oldies
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	This "paradise pop" duet was recorded in 24-track at Sounds Of Hawaii, Honolulu, Hawaii, 11-15-85.
	CD: The Comet Album   Label: Ultra-Brite Records Credits: Joy Lovemore & Feel Ideal on vocals
	Story Behind the Song Jody, Joy D, Joy Divine told me that the first polynesians to settle Hawaii used the Pleides star constellation as a guide to find the islands. She got that little fact from a book she was reading about Hawaiian history. Since she was now moving to ths isles permanently, she felt it appropriate to brush up on the history and background of her new home. Anyway, I had reason to find the little fact she gave me interesting. If you can 'hang loose' with me a minute, I'll explain why. (For those of you who aren't (or haven't been) local Hawaiians or educated tourists, 'hang loose' basically means relax.) Holly Jo, Joy Holiday is an educated tourist, so educated in fact that she was mad at me -- a local now -- for not knowing the words, or music as well to the Hawaiian Wedding Song. She forgave me of course, when she returned to Cleveland, and sent me the words in one of her letters. Holly Jo tuned into me pretty well while she was here, which is why I dubbed her Joy Holiday. Joy is my favorite female name, and if I like a girl alot, I'll change her name to Joy, if it's OK with her. Forever Growing Joy ( mp3.com/Forever_Growing_Joy ) is the name of the musical group God and I started. Sometimes I think it's because millions and millions of girls are destined to change their names to Joy in our honour. I suppose it could happen if Forever Growing Joy mania really set in, but I do feel in my heart that every girl will have to realize their higher, inner, ideal self in order to BECOME joy. Let that be the case, as I'm not sure I'm in the mood to be a cult leader. My friends joke around and hail me. It's a great joke. God forbid it ever become a reality. That's missing the boat. I mean, where I represent something beautiful, hail that, not me. OK? Is that understood? It best be. Isn't dictatorial power laughable? Not that a genuinely divine dictatorship couldn't be a utopia, but isn't absolute authority funny in a way? I'll try not to get too far off base. I said Joy Holiday tuned into me pretty well during her vacation here in Hawaii. One little thing is she noticed I was kind of into Halley's Comet, so one of her letters from Cleveland included this Comet guide. In it, I noticed that Halley's Comet passed through the Pleides star cluster on November 15, 1985. Alot of interesting alignments occur in my life, and sure enough one occured on November 15 as I ended up doing my first recording session in Hawaii on that date; I found Hawaii as a recording artist that day. Much of the time I feel myself out to be a very significant artist, in the divine view of things. So I read the Halley's- Pleides alignnent with my date as arranged largely by higher forcas, especially considering it took 3 or 4 tries to finally end up with that date, since the studio I chose to record at was putting in a new recording machine which needed adjusting. We in fact broke in a 'virgin' tape recorder on the 15th. I was reading, feeling, and projecting the comet to be a divine fire of sorts that would purify the earth in ways and have a certain spiritualizing effect, a blessing power. One day, waiting to catch a bus in downtown Honolulu I amused myself by watching this short, slightly chubby oriental woman preach about the comet, and hand out flyers on it. She was wearing a big sign and saying stuff like, "Comet come to kill tyrants", and associating the whole thing with the end of the world and the return of Christ. I'm sure she wasn't 200% correct, but she looked so cute on that busy street corner, and I was really with her on the general drift of her sermon, so I toak a flyer and read it on the bus. Alot of people read the turn of events in the Phillipines, for 2 example, as the miraculous ousting of a tyrant. It happened during the visit of the comet. I had defined the comet as a purifying fire, and I'm sure it was because that's what my personal power made it; actually I wasn't alone in defining it that way, so let's say that's what OUR collective power made it. Just about the time the comet was closest the sun, and brightest, two major cult leaders were blown off the earth plane, within about a month of each other. The founder of the Worldwide Church of God, Herbert W. Armstrong was taken out, as was the founder of The Church of Scientology, L Ron Hubbard. Both of those men no doubt had alot of positive influence on society. Both no doubt lead many down wrong roads; Armstrong possibly stimulating too much of a certain brand of fanatical fundamentalism bordering on Bible worship, Hubbard stimulating unhealthy power frenzy, for one. I worked for a scientologist who owns a jewelry store who seemed unbending on making me a scientologist as well. Ah, let me get off their acts. Can't I stick to the subject? I recorded "Perfect Rainbows" on the 15th. Had planned to utilize a friend named Peace on guitar, but he got a bad attitude on the way, so I canned him. I really loved the idea of having a guy named Peace in the group since it goes perfectly with the concept of Forever Growing Joy, but it turned out he was on a different wavelength. At least I used an acoustic guitar which I had bought from him about a year earlier. Peace has two brothers, Love and Joy, and two sisters, both named Fauna; isn't that wild? The only other person to contribute to "Perfect Rainbows" was a gal named Abra Moore. She didn't feel so hot about a name change to Joy. That forshadowed greater problems I was to have with her, yet she did hang in there to do this one song with me anyway. Abra means "open" in Spanish, so her name translates "open more", which is what I always tried to get her to do, open up and groove with me. A large part of my dream was to meet a girl who could be my soulmate, a girl I could work with me musically, who could sing with me, live with me, love with me, everything. So I naturally pulled at Abra to enjoy a love with me, as well as music. Furthermore, I didn't even want to begin to record again unless I was singing about a REAL love WITH a REAL love -- that was the ideal, and I wasn't too interested in anything short of that. To sing about a real love i was involved in WITH the girl I was involved with would give my music the force it needed, so that hits could be made; hits in MY mind, and no doubt the public would agree. The ideal didn't work with Abra. She explained to me she was gay. It was funny though because she was open to me to an extent. One morning she came over to practice with me, and I got her shirt off. She was sitting up on the bed with her back to the wall revealing a sexy chest. I felt her up, licked and sucked her nipples, and she expressed she enjoyed it -- her body as well as her words. I then managed to get her into the bathtub with me where she enjoyed a peppermint-soap bath with me. She drew the line there though. I figured some guy must have really scorched her, and I made attempts here and there to try to get her to open up to me, yet she would explain it was beyond her being hurt. She was trying to present her lesbianism as part of her basic nature, part of her soul. I don't condemn homosexuality, but I do see it as bizarre and unhealthy. So I couldn't help but try to "save" Abra. It's been my experience, though, that once someone goes that route, there's no turning back; it's as if they have sold out 3 their basic nature. I don't think anything short of the power of God Almighty Himself could change it, and He's not a Forcer, but gives us free will, and that will never seems to want to return when it travels over thc gay bridge. Is it that fun? or is it that much of a stain? Abra would grow more and more irritated whenever I'd approach her with the notion of her turning around and accepting me as a lover as well as a music partner, so eventually I cooled off and accepted her the way she was. She has a strong voice, I thought, and is very much into recording, and is perfect for this song, except that we won't really be singing to each other. At least I will have recorded a duet. That's something I hadn't done before, so I did see myself making progress. I had a list of songs which I had been working on little by little over the past year or in some case years -- intended for the next album which I was now ready to start recording. The unique thing about "Perfect Rainbows" is that it was not on that list, and more or less came out of nowhere to be the first song recorded for that album. Toward the end of the summer I got a job delivering these postcards to tourists in their hotels. The postcards had photos of the tourists with big colourful birds on their shoulders. One day I was driven by the owner of the company to a hotel to start my deliveries. Hearing I was a songwriter, he told me about an idea he had gotten which he thought could make a good song theme. Coming in toward the coast on a ship one day, he saw a rainbow forming. He saw what seemed to be two mountains on fire, and a rainbow forming out of them. He said that when two are in love, many times there is something that separates them, such as the mountains separated by the distance between them. The rainbow illustrates what joins them together over the distance. Another way to see it maybe is that when people allow spaces between them in their love, it makes the bond between them beautiful. When people allow each other to be different and still love each other, their bond is rich, multicoloured. Maybe to an extent this operated between Abra and I, two definitely different people joining together on a song. On another level, Hawaii itself is the crossroad between East and West, the Orient and Occident, and represents one of the greatest melting pots of cultures around, in which case where people accept each other, there are bound to be many beautiful rainbows. Richard, the owner of thc postcard company, said he never developed his composing skills, and asked if I could take off on his idea. I liked the idea and said I would. He shook my hand and said we could be business partners. I gathered from that that he would sponsor the recording session and what not, where I wrote and arranged the song. When it came time to record the song, he had no such help to give. He had something more constructive to spend his money on, probably cocaine. He simply said he'd settle for, I can't recall if he said 25% or 50% of any earnings the song might make. Well, where the song goes anywhere I might buy him a cake. As for his percentage, he can stick it up his blowpipe. I sponsored the session myself with money I had earned at a topless-bottomless go-go I worked at in Waikiki. I worked as a doorman, and as a waiter. I lost the job after a month because I didn't feel right about the way they run the place. One night I was sitting on my stool watching the door when a transvestite hostess known as "Michelle" said something gross to me, implying I'm homosexual. I responded, "Speak for yourself. I happen to be a staunch heterosexual myself." The creature then laughed, joined by a transexual hostess known as "Angela." I came back with a single word which really irritated both of them. I said, "Michaelangelo", 4 revealing their male nature with a reference to the famous Italian artist. "Angela" was incredibly furious, and I ended up getting sent home, since I'm a mere doorman making minimum wage, and he-she makes all kinds of money for the dump acting like a receptive woman for drunk suckers. Since I was living with a real friend at the time who didn't demand lots of rent from me to keep me out af the rain, I was able to employ $140.00 of the money made at the spook-house to pay for the "Perfect Rainbows" session. The gal I was living with, Darlene Theresa Chevrette, nickname TC, is down from Canada for a second long vacatian. I shared her little studio with her and another friend, Earl. By the time of the session I had already not been working for 3 weeks, so she was really supportive. She was happy l was investing in the session. She thought that's where I should be. She even got me a rainbow cake and some champagne for a little party after the session. TC came along to the studio to snap some photos and watch the recording. She didn't think I had it in me, and was impressed by the way I shot through the tracking. I mean she knew I was talented since I had sent her a copy of the last album while she was up in Canada, and she even got a very pretty, soft song, "High" ( mp3.com/Feel_Ideal ), played on radio there, but now she was seeing it put together before her very eyes. She had only seen me before her as a wild, funny adventurer. In the studio I didn't seem to be messing around at all. Recording sessions are meditations for me. I grow as a soul through them, and draw myself closer to God through them. I wrap my entire being up in perfecting the words and music of the song in the days prior to the ritual that is the session. To me, a song should be a vehicle to raise consciousness to more blissful levels. So I inspect my songs for any traces of negativity, so they might be fully bright, and lift the awareness of anyone listening. Hence, my label is ULTRABRITE Records, and the publishing company HEALTHY Music, since being bright and positive is healthy. Two books were read as part of my meditation for "Perfect Rainbows" in the days prior to the recording: "The Peaceful Warrior" and "The Rainbow Bridge". These books I borrowed from a doctor friend and fellow spiritual aspirant named Ravi. It's an incredibly beautiful alignment or coinciding that I came across "The Rainbow Bridge" while working on the song about rainbows, especially considering I had presented the rainbow in my song as a bridge: "...Love is a rainbow, a bridge of joy between you and me, most colourful rainbow, light for all to see..." The book "The Rainbow Bridge" is about initiations on the spiritual path given by the guru Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh ( osho.org ). Ravi is in the book as one of the ones initiated. He was part of the Rajneesh ranch in Oregon before it was broken up. In fact I borrowed a tambourine from Ravi that I used on "Perfect Rainbows", and he had had it at the Rajneesh ranch, so I got some of the vibes from up there into the song, in more ways than one. Ravi had a birthday party a week before the session which really fed my meditation on it. His girlfriend at the time, Janet, was inspired by my rainbow thinking, and had me make a paper rainbow on the ceiling for the party. The party was an ecstasy party, that is, those who wanted to were able to indulge in the drug called ecstasy, also known as MDMA, Adam, XTC. I got to a very blissful state that night, yet the funny thing is that I was highest before even taking the drug. I believe I got high from the sum of the great positive energy given by the great bunch of folks who gathered there. There was a yoga teacher, a TV newscaster, a tour guide, and others, all sitting in a circle holding hands, successively expressing 5 their feelings to Ravi, all positive feelings. When it was my turn, I felt incredibly vibrant, and experienced such a beautiful warmth in my heart that I said something like, "Wow, this is really something, I'm really so high" and I told Ravi I thought he was a beautiful guy. Interestingly, many people who speak highly of the drug XTC claim that it opens your heart chakra, which means love and warmth in a social sense, as well as a personal one. I'm sure I was partly psyched into feeling just that way, since I was quite high before even taking the drug, yet regardless of what caused it, the intensity of the warmth was remarkable at that occasion. I believe one other thing fed my high that night, and that was the fact that Joy Divine was really being Joy Divine that night, as she released me with love to be able to attend the party that night. Days before she had just returned from Taiwan where she was busting her ass to form an international trade company with a girlfriend of hers. I invited her to the XTC party, but it sounded too crary, too dangerous to her. I really wanted her to join me, but she was too apprehensive. Since she was my top prospect for my top soulmate at the time, I thought I'd hang with her and miss the party. We ended up walking in circles through Waikiki, and she sensed how much I wanted to go, and she finally made me feel good enough about going. Her releasing me that way, rather than getting possessively obsessed, psyched me. If XTC hits you right, it leaves you feeling good about just about everything. While actually under the influence of XTC at Ravi's birthday party, I meditated about my upcoming session. One thing I thought I needed was a bass guitar. I thought about rainbows, and I realized rainbows don't have a base really, so why should my song? I figured it would help give a lighter sound to the song, and it did. I used Abra's acoustic guitar to double the lines of my acoustic guitar. I layed a quick drum line (before the guitars since I didn't use a click track on this song). I added acoustic piano, maraccas (Ravi's, too), tambo, a little symbol. So it was all acoustic intruments. Abra and I then added the vocal. We were singing differently, she was belting it out, and I was singing a low octave not so strongly, so the engineer separated us and gave us different mics. It worked OK. We made two mixes, a duet, and Abra singing solo. I stuck with the duet for the abum. The vocal effect is interesting, as the female vocal comes out sounding offstage, as if I'm singing to a far off love, over the rainbow. Dean Ono, the engineer, was good to work with. I chose his studio because I felt comfortable there. The head engineer at the competitive downtown studio I found to be hypeful and rigid, so I opted for the more relaxed atmosphere of Sounds Of Hawaii. It was located in a nicer part of town, not so far at all from my residence in Waikiki. Dean's father, Herb Ono, who ran the studio for years, told me it has Hollywood design, and it's where Don Ho recorded his hits. I thought this could prove to be a good relationship, this studio and I. I had reached the point of recording in 24-track with the last album, and I really didn't feel like stepping down from there. Sounds Of Hawaii seemed the best 24-track bet in Honolulu to me. The night of the session a few of us had a modest get-together in Joy Divine's hotel room at the Coral Seas Hotel. I shared some of the rainbow cake with TC, Joy D and a couple of marines Joy grabbed off the streets. One of the marines was so psyched by his endeavors in the corps that he couldn't stop describing in incredible detail his sliding on ropes 6 from helicopters and what not. It's good to know we have people as psyched as him in the military isn't it? One more thing to add to the "Perfect Rainbows" story. Abra wasn't the first gal I approached for the girl's part in the duet. The first was a polynesian gal named Jo. I met her at a Stevi Nicks fan gathering at the Waikiki night club Hula's. Jo started to work on the song with me, but couldn't follow through, as she wasn't in a position to focus on it with me. She was part of the song though, because, because -- because, because, because, because, because (ask Oz) -- no, because she couldn't sing the song, in the original key I wrote it in, leading me to change the song a bit, since certain improvements came with the key change. Because of those improvements, I naturally kept the key change. The change made the song brighter. It's a nice coinciding that Jo was a member of the Rajneesh ranch in Oregon, as was Ravi, a later associated inspiration for the song, already mentioned. In fact, Jo was reluctant to change her name to Joy for me, as she was attached to the name Rajneesh gave her: Dhyan Jo, meaning "meditate, Jo". After meditating on it, she agreed to change it to Dhyan Joy, agreeing that the new meaning: "Meditate Joy", was more beautiful. The story of how I got into the name Joy is interesting. Before moving to Hawaii, I lived in Phoenix, Arizona. The last apartment I lived in while there was one in a camplex run by a psychic landlady. This lady told me I would meet a Joy or Joyce that would prove to be an important connection and love. It made sense to me, and I felt it to be true within myself, kind of knowing it before her even saying it. After all, since my name was Feel Ideal, Joy something or other would be ideal for me. So I projected it to be true, on top of feeling it out as an already-existing reality. That is, I would draw a Joy to reality, even where none existed, and have a girl with the right features change her name to Joy if I had to, which, as you've seen is a campaign I did in fact start. Before that campaign, though, I took quite a bit of time to find an ideal girl whose given name was actually Joy. When I came to Hawaii I spent some time on the island of Kauai, hoping to be able to make it my permanent home, but deciding against it. I chose to try Kauai because a few years earlier, in my first visit to the isles, I had enjoyed a heavenly week on Kauai with my girlfriend at the time. See my erotic story "FOR ANGELS TO KNOW" on that. The second trip to Kauai didn't prove quite so heavenly. For one, four men tried to rape me. I had to literally defend myself forcefully to prevent it. Nevertheless, some nice things did happen. Among them, the best was meeting a singer named Nelda. We tuned into each other very well, spiritually and otherwise. The night we met we made it with each other on a hidden beach called Secret Beach, the first time in 3 years I had shared it with a girl. I went to a club to see Nelda sing with her group. She was good, so I asked her if she would be interested in changing her name to Joy. A bit taken aback, she told me that was the name of the last girl singer in the group. The male lead singer in the group told me that that Joy is very good-looking, the greatest singer, and that she's not into performing but recording, had released a record, and was then working in a hotel on Maui. Hearing about that Joy blew my mind. She sounded like the perfect description of what my soulmate would be like. I was all but convinced my ideal mate would be a good-looking, great singer, more into the spirit of recording, the art of creating as opposed to the hype involved in performing. This news intrigued me, especially since it came by way of Nelda, who fit the bill pretty well herself. It really seemed like something was happening for me here. -- excerpt from "Fine Line" (The Making Of "God's Greatest Painting") Lyrics Bright Eyes over the sea I'm so high to have you here with me I love the special love you give to me There's nothing like your beauty In you I find my heaven We are joyful fire I burn for you, you burn for me The passion is as strong as can be We belong together Our love makes a perfect rainbow Love is a rainbow a bridge of joy between you and me Most colorful rainbow light for all to see Our love is the perfect rainbow I love you, you love me I want you, you want me I'm for you, you're for me to be one forever Waves speaking of grace greeting coast with soft, clean spray Walk along and find the perfect place Ly together in a rainbow rain divine I love you, you love me I want you, you want me I'm for you, you're for me to be one forever Clouds showing us good signs Draw the splendid mystery in white In total comfort, dreamchild, ride Beautiful rainbow, give birth to many rainbows Love is a rainbow a bridge of joy between you and me Most colorful rainbow light for all to see Our love is the perfect rainbow...

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