ON THE FARM

Hello to all fine folks...

Song Track : On The Farm

I'm pleased to release a "happy fall on the farm" song for you all. This was meant to be a submission for the New Folk North show at the OCFF this year but I didn't get it done in time. I managed to see the New Folk North Show and was absolutely endeared by the wonderful artists and their brilliant songs. KUDOS to Trevor and Tony for pulling this together and to these awesome artists. Here's my better late than never "on the farm" song:

On the Farm : Lyrics

If city lights and crowds annoy you
why not venture to the farm?
If rolling hills of flowers excite you
why not venture to the farm?

Faces are friendly,
each one you meet.
Worries are seldom,
life is so sweet
on the farm.

Tuesday night is horseback riding
over at Brightwater farm.
Pretty girls with rosy cheeks
groom their horses in the barn.

Faces are friendly,
each one you meet.
Worries are seldom,
life is so sweet
on the farm.

Every fall green thumbs compare
their produce at the local fair.
Diesel fumes from tractor pulls
permeate the cold fall air.

Faces are friendly,
each one you meet.
Worries are seldom,
life is so sweet
on the farm.

Bees make honey, wine ferments,
beer is brewed at father's home.
Mother is in the garden picking lettuce
for a salad of her own.

Faces are friendly,
each one you meet.
Worries are seldom,
life is so sweet
on the farm.

Cheers,

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

FOR MY OWN

Good day to all fine folks,

Song Track :FOR MY OWN

I am pleased to release my "Sex song" for The New Foundation group of songwriters. When I write a song I try to arrive at simply expressing the fundamentals of a given topic. This generally leads to a song that can be freely interpreted in many different ways. Sex is the cataclysmic event that stimulates all of the senses and that has far reaching ramifications in our lives and in the course of the unfolding universe. It is the ultimate expression of our unique signature and it is the closest that we, as living beings, come to being together....Of course I leave it for you to come up with your own crazy interpretations.

FOR MY OWN : Lyrics

My love is like an iron chain,
do I hold my head in shame?
You are the flower with a name
that I hold firm in my hands.

The night is near and my heart sits on a throne.
Tonight, my dear, may I have you for my own?

For my own
Not alone

We have desire to carry on
let our children lead the way.
In time we share the knowledge
of past choices never made.

The change is clear that we'll live for ever more.
Tonight, my dear, may I have you for my own?

For my own
Not alone

I hold you close like no one can
but the feeling never stays.
It's searching for a grain of sand
tumbling hopeless through the days.

The point is clear that this passion has it's place.
Tonight, my dear, may I have you for my own?

For my own
Not alone

All the best to everyone,

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

JUST TO BRIGHTEN UP YOUR DAY

Greetings to all...

Song: Just to Brighten up Your Day

While camping on Georgian bay this summer I actually wrote 4 chants including Georgian Waves. This particular song I have been taking my time and maturing it, like wine, through jam sessions, performances and studio effort. I performed an unfinished version of this at the Distillery this past Monday and, today, am happy to give you a finished version.....

JUST TO BRIGHTEN UP YOUR DAY : Lyrics

It's just a smile to chase your blues away,
just a sigh to end the day.
Hole in the clouds to let the sun shine through,
just to brighten up your day.

Just a sweet kiss to set your heart ablaze,
an embrace to make you stay.
Hole in the clouds to let the moon beams through,
just to brighten up your day.

just simple words to make you understand,
with a song to make you sway.
Hole in the clouds to let your spirit fly,
just to brighten up your day.

It's just a smile to make your blues go away,
just a sigh to end your day.
Hole in the clouds to let the sun shine through,
just to brighten up your day.

Thank you and I hope you enjoy...

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

CORPORATE BLUES 1-1/4

Hello Friends,

This is a sneak release of some older tunes after producing "The Corporate Blues Tracks". There were many more songs than this but these were the songs that I selected from the batch. It was unlikely that I would revisit these songs and so I give them to you here instead:

Track 1. 4 Score
Track 2. Castle Walls
Track 3. Dark Curtains
Track 4. Road Rage
Track 5. Square Dance
Track 6. Stepping Stone
Track 7. Take Six
Track 8. Lifes' Rush Karaoke

Cheers,

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

GEORGIAN WAVES

Hello to all wonderful people,

Georgian Waves: Song Track

I've been on a break from producing music yet I have been very busy performing, recording, and concocting strange "brue glass" with several different groups of musicians.

I was recently introduced to the concept of a chant from my friend Bruce Jones who has just put together a compilation CD called "Amazon Dreams". This is my favorite new Jazz CD featuring great artists and beautiful songs written by Bruce. Many of the songs are what he terms "chants".

I recently took the family camping at our favorite perch on Georgian bay in Meaford Ontario. As always, we were enchanted and drawn to the sound of the waves breaking on the beach. I brought the recording gear camping and thus decided to put together a chant called Georgian Waves. This is dedicated to Bruce and Pat who are in California right now enjoying the same sounds on the beach and concocting their own style of "brue glass" as we speak ;-)...Enjoy!!

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

CUP HALF EMPTY

Eureka!!!
Cup Half Empty: Song Track

All this time the cure for mid-life dementia was right under my nose! ..I'm sure everyone has cured hiccups by drinking upside down from a cup right? .. Well that's it!!..the mid-life thing; just a hiccup... simply drink upside down from a cup half empty and, voila!!, the cure for all mid-life dementia and crisis!!!...just don't spill any up your nose because it ruins the moment of euphoria...;-)

Cup Half Empty: Lyrics

Ask me and I'll tell you a lie
that all things good must wither and die.
This thought I speak with serious face.
Enjoy you may these bitter tastes
from a cup half empty.

A fable told of love gone awry
untrue as only passion does fly.
Like ocean swells the passion dives
with grace to sip the endless tides
from a cup half empty.

Does the wind call your name?
Does it throw you around?
Does it all go away
if you drink upside down
from a cup half empty?

Does it all go away
if you drink upside down
from a cup half empty?

Ask me and I'll tell you a lie
that all things good must wither and die.
This thought I speak with serious face.
Enjoy you may these bitter tastes
from a cup half empty.

Best regards and wishes to all,

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

FOREVER A STEP

WELL!!!!!!!

Do you ever have the feeling you are on the verge of something but it always seems just a step away from being your ideal reality? This sense of constant urgency seems to be a forward motivating force field; there's always a dream to live.

This is a pop rock tune with a northern first nations combined with a Brazilian off-beat jungle rhythm.

Forever A Step:Song Track

FOREVER A STEP: Lyrics

Although the sky may fall,
the ocean may open and swallow us all.
The dream it dwells in a river
while marching am I to the hot fire cry.

Forever just a step away.
Dream our dream another day, until the end.

I start but cannot complete,
for fear of having no dreams in the keep.
But here the kingdom is vast
where many before us will live their dreams last.

Forever just a step away.
Dream our dream another day, until the end.

While we struggle with thirst,
the moment is near to live our dream first.
Close the dream it does call
and many weary souls do fall.

Forever just a step away.
Dream our dream another day, until the end.

Although the sky may fall,
the ocean may open and swallow us all.
The dream it dwells in a river
while marching am I to the hot fire cry

Forever just a step away.
Dream our dream another day, until the end.

Best regards to all

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

POLITICAL RAT RACE SHUFFLE

Greetings to everyone,

Political Rat Race Shuffle

POLITICAL RAT RACE SHUFFLE:Lyrics

I'll take a bow, then, pour me up some more Champaign.
Tonight we celebrate the victory of the vain.
As the bubbles rise all inhibition fades,
I warm to trophy spoils of the rat race game;

A fancy car, a new fur coat.
A bank account, six digits to float.

To tell you the truth that this way is a shell of a dream
that we had when the miracle happened to be our life.

Let us clear the land and put a factory there.
We'll make a fortune poisoning the water and air.
Don't have to think, just imagine all the money from this place.
Another gang of bureaucrats can make their way;

A fancy car, a house in the burbs.
An indexed pension, on our work it does serve.

To tell you the truth that this way is a shell of a dream
that we had when the miracle happened to be our life.

A fancy car, a new fur coat.
A bank account, six digits to float.

To tell you the truth that this way is a shell of a dream
that we had when the miracle happened to be our life.

I'll take a bow, then, pour me up some more Champaign.
Tonight we celebrate the victory of the vain.

Best regards to all!!!

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

WRITER'S BLOCK BLUES

Greetings on a sunny Sunday to all kind people,

Writer's Block Blues: Song Track

I woke up Saturday with strange harmonies rolling through my brain and had to act on them before they vanished into the mist as these musical ideas will if they are not performed shortly after invading my space. I was in a blue mood and thus wrangled these concepts into a blue song about having writer's block and the possibility of not being able to write songs when one has the blues. This song is in the style of Steely Dan...WARNING! It is very easy listening and has put me to sleep a couple of times while I was listening and uploading today...do not operate heavy machinery while listening :-) ..

WRITER'S BLOCK BLUES: Lyrics

When the voices talk inside my head
in music they do speak.
Whispering songs made of perfect notes,
sometimes a dream that can be played.

Is it in time?
Should the words rhyme?
Am I just out of my head?
Will it ever please my lover's ear?
Is it in style?
Will it walk a mile?
Will they only tear the song apart?
Will it only break my lover's heart?

The dream expands to fill an empty space,
music permeates the air.
One foot ahead is further from that place
of silence, darkness and despair.

Is it in time?
Should the words rhyme?
Am I just out of my head?
Will it ever please my lover's ear?
Is it in style?
Will it walk a mile?
Will they only tear the song apart?
Will it only break my lover's heart?

Is it in style?
Will it walk a mile?
Will they only tear the song apart?
Will it only break my lover's heart?

Best regards and have a great week

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

LIFE'S WALTZ

Excellent Friends and Family!!!

Life's Waltz: Song Track

Today I decided to finish this ditty for you because I could. This song started as an unplugged campfire concept and I then I heard a larger version in my mind. I gathered every tone and style that I like except the kitchen sink sound and except the folks on the Harley Davidsons up and down Winston Churchill Blvd sounds...and brewed up this "blues-soul-revival-country-cowboy-waltz" song... because I could....and there's not a lot of words this time...so I'll almost remember them at the next camp fire...maybe ;-). Terri and Cassie generously offered to be crash test victims for this song...Thanks to Terri and Cassie...

LIFE'S WALTZ: Lyrics

Take me out in style,
such a short time to be.
Sentimental child
full of wonder, running free.

Although the world seems heavy,
like it tries to press you down,
the weight is all illusion,
your imagination wild.

Walk me down the aisle
and never let me go.
Impressionable child,
will always be so.

Have a wonderful weekend folks!!!

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN