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	2008 SAMPLER LYRICS Caren Armstrong Caren’s signature performances spotlight her award-winning songs, her quick wit and a disarmingly honest style. Armstrong inspires by combining skillful guitar playing with “a deeply original voice that the listener experiences as coming from within. Russ Jennings, DJ Promoter Heart of My Own Deep in the night Lost and alone Trying to find my way home Every step I take Carries me further away From a heart of my own A Heart of My Own All of these voices Inside my head Shouting directions, they worry me so Til I don’t know what I know I’m searching high and low For a Heart of My Own With a Heart of My Own With a Heart of My Own I’d let you love me I could come home Now I can’t go forward And I am not going back So I will stand here and face this alone The only wish I made Over my birthday cake Is for a heart of my own A Heart of My Own A Heart of My Own I want a Heart of My Own Caren Armstrong: lead and harmony vocals and rhythm guitar James Nash: lead guitar Doug Harmon: bass From "The Truth Stays True" Wildplum Recordings, © 2004 Written by Caren Armstrong www.carenarmstrong.com Eldon Johnson Eldon Johnson first gained recognition in his country band, True North, but in the last three years Eldon’s own writing/performing career has taken center stage. In 2003 Eldon completed in the Colgate Country Showdown regionals, while in January ’08 Eldon was chosen as one of five national finalists to play the historic Ryman Auditorium. Stay As we sit silently, I fear that we have come to disappear That we’ve become so blind Two became one, then came undone The ties that bind have now begun to unwind A thousand miles between us, or just the useless pride But, I know we’ll be alright Stay with me tonight Stay with me Stay with me tonight Stay with me Do you see now, do you see how, do you see anything at all From my point of view You twist your words and twist your hair, and try your hardest not to care But I still think you do A million miles between us, or just the useless pride But, I know we’ll be alright (Chorus) I miss you I need you here Oh, I feel it inside, we’ll be alright, you’ll be (OK) with me tonight Stay with me Stay with me tonight Stay with me Written by Eldon Johnson Highway 1804 Music, © 2007 www.eldonjohnson.net Annie & Rod Capps Annie and Rod Capps write complex, winding melodies that fit Annie’s delicate voice perfectly. She sings with a relaxed, clean Midwestern twang, sliding you into the middle of lives and situations that are always interesting and dotted with real insight. Dave Siglin, The Ark In This Town If I lived in this town I would frequent this café And that table in the corner would be mine most every day Eventually, I might even get to know your name If I lived in this town If I lived in this town I would get myself a job Tending bar at Davy’s joint. I like it there. It’s nice and dark. There’s a chance I will hear you playing your guitar If I lived in this town In this town I could be happy in this town I’d make new friends In this town I could be Isabelle, and I could start all over again If I lived in this town I would rent the perfect flat On the top floor of some vintage house, with an English garden round the back Walking distance everywhere and I might cross your path If I lived in this town In this town I could be happy in this town I’d make new friends In this town I could be Caroline, and I could start all over again I think I would be safe here I think maybe I’ll stay here For a while If I lived in this town I wouldn’t think about him Nothing here is anything at all like where I live And I believe you would treat me better than he did If I lived in this town In this town it would be different in this town I’d fall in love In this town I could be Maryanne, or Caroline, or anyone and I could start all over again In This Town © 2007 Maynard Music Written by Annie and Rod Capps http://annieandrodcapps.com Ben Bedford Poignant but never sentimental, Ben Bedford's "Land of the Shadows" depicts the brutal 1955 murder of 14 year-old Emmett Till in Money, Mississippi. Like many of Bedford's songs, "Land of the Shadows" is a portrait sketch, portraying both person and era with attention to historical accuracy and its relevance to the human struggle therein. Bedford defined his niche as an American portrait songwriter with his debut release, Lincoln's Man, described by acclaimed songwriter, Diana Jones, as "beautiful and unusual." His second album, due in 2009, will include "Land of the Shadows" among other vignettes. Land of the Shadows (song for Emmett Till) Emmett flashed her a smile from across the room like a sulfur match in the growing gloom 'gainst his smooth brown skin they were shinning white in the land of the shadows, dark and light He winked and he whistled and stepped into the glaring glint of the afternoon his 14 years of wrong and right in the land of the shadows, dark and light Chorus: Just a Northern boy, didn't mean a thing only seen Mississippi in magazines gonna tear his momma's heart apart in the land of the shadows, light and dark With his cousins down that dusty road he didn't think on it, how could he know? They was just teenage boys seeking girls and fights in the land of the shadows, dark and light His granddad stood in his white night gown in the rough hewn door without a sound they was two white boys, he wouldn't give no fight in the land of the shadows, dark and light (Chorus) Across the threshold, their plan in gear they smelled like cigarettes, dry leaves and beer with a 45 colt and the right of might in the land of the shadows, dark and light Pulled by four strong arms from sleep where he prayed to the lord his soul to keep to that half ton Chevy on a starry night in the land of the shadows, dark and light (Chorus) [Instrumental break] The river runs muddy in the summer time they pulled a rusty wheel from an old turbine didn't look like nobody in the morning bright in the land of the shadows, dark and light Emmett flashed her a smile from across the room like a sulfur match in the growing gloom 'gainst his smooth brown skin they were shinning white in the land of the shadows, dark and light in the land of the shadows, dark and light in the land of the shadows By Ben Bedford and Kari Abate Butterchine Music (ASCAP), © 2008 Hopeful Sky Records (P.O. Box 515 Springfield, IL 62705) www.benbedford.com Ruth & Max Bloomquist Ruth & Max Bloomquist’s acoustic Americana is the stuff of rustic romantic dreams. With Ruth’s songwriting and rich alto voice, intertwined with their blend of harmony, guitar, and upright bass, draws the listener into the emotion of each song. That’s A Game Love makes the heart beat fast And sometimes it lasts & lasts But sometimes it ends And somebody takes the fall To some it’s a game they play The rules change from day to day Sometimes they win Sometimes they lose it all Chorus: Now Ring-Around-The-Rosie That’s a game Nobody’s hurt if you stop And walk away Where do the lovers go Does anyone really know Who really won And who got the worst of all Some have enough to eat And Some have a place to sleep But it’s not enough If you eat and sleep alone (Chorus) If love makes a fool of you And breaks a heart that is true Time will replace The pieces you thought were lost (Chorus) by Ruth A. Bloomquist Rhythm & Bloomquist Music, © 2000 Ruby Records www.ruthbloomquist.com Helena Nash Helena evocative voice and shimmering harmonies channels a soulful, modern sound with an ancient backbone. In “Mama Paris” the listener travels the timeless journey of a mother and her son, Paris, as together they pass through the mother’s dying, celebrating the gifts that live on in the spirit and voice of her son. Harmony by Greg Greer. Mama Paris Oh, I love you son Mmmm, my time has come It’s not that I’m ready to leave you, son It’s not that I wish to die It’s my time to become an angel star When you need me that angel won’t be far – walk on The world here is fading for me All your life my light has shone for thee Now it’s time to give my light to the sky Lift your eyes, I’ll sing you a lullaby – walk on Love me, love me son Let me go now, go now son When you look up in the sky at night Mama Paris will be a shining light – mm hmm She said listen son, hear what I say You’ve got a gift to be giving every day Raise your voice to the heavens and sing In harmony the universe will ring – will ring (will ring, will ring) Singing… Walk on, walk on Shine on, shine on Take my love and carry on Put your voice and your spirit in your song – my son Now Mama’s silent and her breath grows still I’m loving her with all my will In the space she leaves you can hear her voice As I sing and the air becomes sweet noise I’m singing… Walk on, walk on Shine on, shine on Oh, Mama Paris, your light lives on Your voice and your spirit are in my song I gotta… Walk on, walk on Shine on, shine on Oh, Mama Paris, your light lives on Your voice and your spirit are in my song – you shine on Vocals: Helena Nash, Greg Greer By Helena Nash Helena Nash Music, ©2008 From “Painting A Moving Train” ©(p) Shadowbox Records www.helenanash.com Molly’s Revenge Molly’s Revenge is a dynamic, acoustic Celtic band that indeed “raises the rafters” in every show. Bagpipes, whistles, and fiddle, set against a backdrop of guitar, bouzouki and mandola, quench the thirst of all avid devotees of Scottish and Irish music. Molly's Revenge has performed at many of the top folk festivals and performing arts events in the USA, and prestigious events in Australia and China. This piece was originally released on their fifth full-length recording, "Raise the Rafters." The Rainy Day Public Domain, arranged by Molly’s Revenge. Instrumental David Llewellyn The passion and grit with which David sings comes directly from his upbringing in the coal-mining valleys of South Wales. Living in the US since 1991 he has honed his singer/songwriter skills, but combine the two and something very special happens. A Kerrville ’07 New Folk winner, David tours both nationally and in the UK and Ireland. Take Us Down Take us down my friend, and quickly Take us down lest we wise up Take us down to make a living Count us down, and count us up Here is my son, who stands beside me The pride and joy of Mountain Ash Better hold on tight to my leg boy This old cage goes down real fast And I can't believe I ask you To fill a miner's shoes They don't make a miner's cap For one as small as you And with eyes as big as saucers You stick out your little chin And that would fill me up with pride inside If I didn't feel so ill Give him chance you ugly bastards It's his first time, it's his first day And they all stopped with all their joking Cause they all started 'xact same way Heed ye well those sweet gray ponies Oh, they were once as white as snow But they've been blinded by the darkness They'll trample you and never know Kneel right here, right here beside me And catch the coal as it come loose They're only paying for the lumps today All the small coal ain't no use And host it up into that hopper So they can weigh our sweat and blood Paying pittance for our labour In this hell hole that we've dug And let me host you on my shoulders Cause this old shift is nearly done And we'll march through town triumphant But you'll cry when you see mum You always were a dirty mochyn But coal, it gets beneath the skin You can scrub to wash it all away But that's a battle you won't win So let me dry you in this towel And carry you upstairs to bed Just the way that my dad did for me And I'll cry like my dad did Better count those toes and fingers And take a deep breath while you can Best forget about that schooling Cause today, you became a man But it cuts a deeper sorrow Starting you off down the mine Cause it’ll kill you, sooner, later It just bides it’s own sweet time So take us down my friend, and quickly Take us down lest we wise up . . . Take us down to make a living Count us down, and count us up David Llewellyn Mountain Ash Music Publishing (BMI), © 2006 DabHand Records, Nashville, TN www.davidllewellyn.com David LaMotte David creates music that's all-encompassing - from lyrically challenging, high-energy percussive songs in strange alternate tunings to more traditional songs of home, hope and inspiration. He weaves his live performances together in a fabric of vivid - often hilarious - stories, and throws in impressive instrumental pieces along the way. LaMotte recently announced that he will stop touring at the end of 2008 to devote his primary focus to peacemaking work. He will pursue a Masters in Peace Studies at the University of Queensland in Brisbane, Australia as a Rotary World Peace Fellow, then move into peace work full-time. Deanna – instrumental Home I love to watch you sleeping See your shoulders rise and fall I can watch your mind go wandering til you’re not anywhere at all I’ll let you slip away now You’ll find your way back home I know you know the way, love So I’ll wait here while you roam Until you are home, you are home to me You are home, home to me I love to watch you waking Wandering back across the stars How you curl yourself into me When you remember where you are I love your lips for many reasons I love to hear the things they say But just for now I love the silence The words can wait until the day Because you are home, you are home to me You are home, home to me When there are many miles between us I can’t reach out to touch your hand And when there’s no one that I love here I don’t quite understand In some hotel like any other When I should feel far away It’s like you’re sitting here beside me Like I’m finally home to stay Because you are home, you are home to me You are my home, you are home to me Words and music by David LaMotte From “Spin” c2003 Lower Dryad Music (ASCAP) Helene and Michael Kates Helene and Michael weave a variety of musical genres together seamlessly in emotionally potent songs that stay with you long after listening. Together with Helen’s crystalline vocals that capture a range of emotions in a single note and their unique melodic crafting, Helene and Michael’s performances and music will call you home. Ocean Lullaby Wind on the ocean, the moon in the sky White sails in the harbor, I'm ready to fly Dust on my shoes and bag on my back Step into starlight and never look back A piece of the puzzle, I search for my place Grain of sand in the hourglass, whirling in space Cast off the line now, and push off the shore The waves that wave to me are calling me home The boat is my cradle, the stars are my guide I’m one with the current, I go with the tide Rocking me gently, I head out to sea I'm lost and I'm found, I'm alone and I'm free A speck in the ocean, a part of the plan As big as the universe, small as a man Cast off the line now, and push off the shore The waves that wave to me are calling me home A piece of the puzzle, I fit in my place Grain of sand in the hourglass, whirling in space Cast off the line now, and push off the shore The waves that wave to me are calling me home Music and lyrics by John Callahan, Helene Kates, Michael Kates & Eliana Light Produced by Michael Kates Peradam Music, (ASCAP) © 2007 www.peradam.com Si Kahn Studs Terkel says, "Si Kahn fuses life with song." While working full time for over 40 years as a civil rights, labor and community organizer, Si has managed to write over 1,000 songs, record 15 CDs, write four musicals and tour internationally. Si, his CD and its title cut, Thanksgiving, went to No, 1 as a triple play with Folk DJ in 2007. To Hear Doc Watson Play From “Thanksgiving” Joe Hill Music (ASCAP), © 2007 www.sikahn.com Judith Kate Friedman A Spider’s Tale From “Bigger Things” Patience & Adventure Musicworks (BMI), © 2001 www.judithkate.com Kevin Danzig This heartfelt love ballad, co-written with his old band mate, Jim “Raul” Coman, shows Kevin’s true ability to capture an audience with his emotional vocal delivery, playing style and overall energy. Love Stumbles In Every now and then Love stumbles in Like a drunk into my heart Leaving me astounded How the hell is ever found me here Is never clear Breaking down my sense of rhythm Until I lose all track of time And I’m down upon my knees Crying baby Baby, won’t you please Stay with me a little longer After love is gone Time marches on Like a soldier in my soul Though I raise my guns and question Any fools who approach I’m still the biggest one Staring in my own production It seems I was made to play the part You can see me up on stage Crying baby Baby, have a heart Stay with me a little longer Every now and then Love stumbles in Like a drunk into my heart Leaving me astounded How the hell did you ever find me here? Love… Danzig/Coman Welcome Home/"Live" from the Kerrville Folk Festival KEDA Records, © 2006 www.kevindanzig.com Eva Hillered Eva Hillered, a grammy-nominated Swedish singer-songwriter, combines the best of two worlds, American Folk and Swedish folk music. Eva is known as one of the most soulful and personal singers in Sweden. This song is co-written with Dana Cooper and just might become the back-up singer’s anthem! Back Up Girl As a little girl She tried so hard to please them Singing every note right on key Trying to be strong There for everyone in need Saying you can lean on me I am your backup girl Out to save the world Undiscovered pearl Your backup girl She grew up and saw a stranger in the mirror A young woman she would like to get to know The pretty little dress didn’t fit her like before She said I can see I am so much more Then a backup girl Part of this world Not just a string of pearls More than a backup Wanna sing every line Not just the chorus Stop tiptoeing behind I wanna be the tallest tree in the forest I wanna step out in the light Let me shine Let me shine Coste Apetrea: guitars, drums, bass, melodica, saz Choir: Eva Hillered, Jess Klein From "Hill Songs" Hill Songs, © 2008 by Eva Hillered/Dana Cooper www.evahillered.se Talitha MacKenzie Talitha MacKenzie, a World Music artist best known for her Celtic albums Mouth Music, Spiorad and Sòlas, Talitha explores her Scottish-American roots on her latest album Indian Summer (SONAS 006). It is a journey across the Atlantic and back, going from one century to another, through a wide variety of styles and genres. Traditional Native-American and Appalachian music is woven into a tapestry of original songs in English and Gaelic. “Willow” is a healing song of the Chumash Nation (in Santa Barbara, CA). The words make a connection between the parts of the tree (roots, trunk and leaves) and the spiritual attributes of strength, compassion and gentleness. Willow Ho neh, Ho neh Sha lu, Sha lu, Ho ya, Ho ya He ne ha ya ya ya ho ne He ne ha ya ya ya ho ne He ne ha ya ya ya ho ne From “Indian Summer”; Song traditional, arranged by T MacKenzie (© SONAS Multimedia, 2007); produced by Chris Birkett (Château Richard, St Cibard, France), mixed by Mick Glossop (Magazine Studios, London, England). www.talithamackenzie.com The Baal Shem Tones (Helene and Michael Kates) The Baal Shem Tones, (Helene and Michael Kates), are a dynamic neo-Chassidic husband/wife duo whose songwriting "packs a spiritual punch that stands out from standard musical Jewish fare”. Helene’s sweet, almost other worldly voice, breaks through boundaries, taking you on a journey to a place you have never been before. “When she sings nigunim, you can see the musical notes dancing in the air.” , Shalom Rav Shalom rav al Yisrael amcha, tasim l’olam Shalom rav al Yisrael amcha, tasim l’olam Shalom rav, Shalom rav* How much longer must we wait, In a world held down by hate? We are praying for the day When we rise above our ways, And we all can live in peace (*translation from Hebrew: “Establish abundant peace upon Your people Israel forever”) Peradam Music (ASCAP), © 2006 Music & lyrics by Helene Kates and Michael Kates Recording courtesy of WSIA Radio, NY Produced by Michele Garner, Engineered by John Ladley www.peradam.com back to sampler home page Kari Estrin Management & Consulting PO Box 60232 Nashville, TN 37206 (615) 262-0883 kari@kariestrin.com HOME ... BIO ... SERVICES ... SAMPLER ... ARTICLES ... TESTIMONIALS ... RESOURCES ... CONTACT


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