IN MY FAVOURITE BOOK

Happy Easter to all!

This is a song that I had the great opportunity to perform at the Winterfolk Festival in Toronto this past February. Finally I took some time to produce a track for this song along with a new beginning. This song is dedicated to all of my sisters who I love dearly.

Song Track: In My Favorite Book

IN MY FAVORITE BOOK: Lyrics

In my favorite book
There's a crease in the pages,
Saving words that remind me of you.
Saving words that remind me of you.

In my favorite book
There's a picture of a sunrise,
Reminding me of days with you.
I loose myself spending days with you.

In my favorite book
There's a story with happy endings,
That reminds me of your stories for me.
I loose myself in your stories for me.

In my favorite book
There are words that you wrote me,
Saying the story reminded you of me.
The story reminded you of me.


Cheerz,

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

LOVE WALKS IN

Hello fine people,

Best wishes to all. I would like to share this submission to a songwriting contest. This is a story of a lady who rekindles fond memories of dear friends from school days long past and it is set to a slow country groove. The rules of the contest were that it had to include the words "slingshot" and "James" and there was also other writings that served as subterfuge to evade the real root of the story: .. It's a love story of course..I mean what other kind of schmaltz does this Slack cat write anyways? :-)

Song Track: Love Walks In

LOVE WALKS IN: Lyrics

Who am I if not who I am?
A wanderer, a drifter, alone.
Take me away, if only a day,
together in the gentle afternoon.

Then love soars in; slingshot around the sun.
Then love walks in; forever does it stay.
It seems like only yesterday.

What purpose have I if not to find you?
A gambler, indifferent, alone.
The energy of earth to a grain of sand;
a spirit in flight through the world.

Then love soars in; slingshot around the sun.
Then love walks in; forever does it stay.
It seems like only yesterday.

Who asks nothing of yet answers to all,
bare foot do I walk through the stones.
A soul in the dark, aimlessly lost,
yet a candle burns fast in my heart.

Then love soars in; slingshot around the sun.
Then love walks in; forever does it stay.
James, you really save the day.

ENJOY!!!!

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2005 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

CATS ON VENUS

Hey!!..

I unpacked the "Metaphysical" function generator and the first setting was labeled "Cat on Venus"....I couldn't help myself but had to wrap a little song around this particular soundscape over the holidays:

Song Track : Cats on Venus

Cats on Venus : Lyrics

The high priestess of the temple
floats across the sky,crystallizing life
from the tear drops in your eyes.

Bring the right sphere to the left,
where it meets call it center,
thread with life, needle gently;
never a straight line.

In life we pattern freely,
in death we move as earth,
through space around a center,
never a straight line.

Happy New Year!!!

PJ

WORDS & MUSIC ©2005 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

HEAL THE CHILDREN

Hello fine folks,

Song Track : Heal the Children

Well!!, in anticipation of the ensuing new year I've put a re-enforced concrete lid on the "CATACLYSM" musical project....I've literally stuffed 1 hour and 20 minutes (23 songs) on 1 CD and thus required a well engineered cap.. If you email me your snail mail address I will gladly mail you a copy of the final CATACLYSM release CD or ...just ask me if you see me to give you a copy and I may just have one for you.

I am pleased to announce the launch of a new musical campaign for 2005 code named: "THE CAT CONTINUUM" and also with an inaugural song attached below for your viewing pleasure. This song is also a submission to the New Foundation for their show at the Hugh's Room in January. The theme for this upcoming show is GLOBALIZATION and I am honored to give you my musical take on this hot topic:

HEAL THE CHILDREN :Lyrics

What's yours is yours.
What's mine is mine, but
maybe we should feed the children, together.
What goes around,
all comes around, but
maybe we should heal the children, together.
Turn up your nose,
I turn my cheek, but
maybe we should free the children, together.
The world is large,
yet the world is small;
if we fail to save the children, together.

What's yours is yours, what's mine is mine.
What goes around, comes around.
The world is large, the world is small.

Best wishes for the holidays,

PJ Slack

WORDS & MUSIC ©2004 Peter J. Slack, SOCAN

EDEN

Hello to all,

I am pleased to release to you all this evening the MP3 files of "Eden" on behalf of the Players of Instruments (POI) collective.

POI EDEN CD TRACKS

Special thanks to Keith Winter and his crew at Sentex Communications for their continued support and resources to make this internet thing work for us.

Cheers,
PJ

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