tom fidgen

what the weather man said...

2011-09-12T09:41:00.000-07:00

Weather man by tom fidgen

This is a demo I did back in 1998/99 in Cape Breton.
It was recorded at the original Sound Park Studio in Irish Vale by Jamie Foulds and on drums is his brother Mathew ( Mattie ) Foulds.
This was during a Sunfish session when Scott Brown and I were recording some 'new' material.
Tunes like Pushing Ink, Davey Jones and Tomorrow Tonight were all recorded during this session.
Mattie was home from Scotland for the Celtic Colours Festival.
I'll post the rest of this session in the next few days.
Enjoy!

UPSTAIRS IN AUGUST

2011-08-02T11:51:00.000-07:00

Well, well. August already eh?

The word is on Saturday, August 13th I'll be at the Upstairs Club in the North end of Sydney for some summer time tunes. I'd love to see all the Sydney crowd make it out again for a few.
I had an excellent night the first time around back in March and hope for more of the same this trip.
The usual times and details apply.
Until then enjoy the sun when you see it.
Cheers!

knitting the raincoat

2011-07-30T10:42:00.000-07:00

LIVE from the Red Shoe Pub

Mabou, Cape Breton Island

July 28th, 2011

CROSSOVER

2011-06-08T06:52:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone,
Thought I'd let you know the new Ashley MacIsaac album is available and if you would be so kind, take note when track 5 comes along~; )
it's a little tune called mermaids.
You may recall the story?

Well, gotta get back it. June is absolutely insane busy...see you soon.

The Red Shoe Pub in July

2011-05-31T04:56:00.000-07:00

Hey guys-
Just wanted to tell everyone to mark their calendars for Thursday, July 28th and set the GPS for the town of ~~Maboo~~ ( Mabou ;) on the West side of Cape Breton Island.
I'm playing a full night of music at the Red Shoe Pub and we'll be getting things started around 10pm.
'The Shoe' was reopened in 2005 by the Rankin family and is known by locals and returning travelers for its great food, drinks and live music.
This will be my first time playing at the Red Shoe and I'm looking forward to seeing all of my summertime friends coming out.
Now if you think I have a hidden agenda because my cousin ( and friend ) Fred Murphy is the chef at the pub then you may just be right!
Lots of good food, drinks and music indeed- join me in Mabou on Thursday, July 28th !
Cheers-

TORONTO SHOW ANOUNCED

2011-04-19T04:59:00.000-07:00

Well hello out there- seems like it's been awhile I know. Well I'm happy to say I have a showcase here in Toronto for the TIMA's ( Toronto Independant Music Awards ) on May 15th at Clinton's Tavern.
( 693 Bloor St West, Toronto, ON )

Joining me for the show will be none other than Stephan Szczesniak on drums and Peter Fusco on the bass. Together they make up the amazing rhythm section that played on my album, a boy called fish.
I hope you can make it out.

Cheers!

Just When you Thought it Safe to go Back in the Water

2011-04-11T10:52:00.000-07:00

SUNFISH - Mola mola

Now Available on iTunes

It's been 17 years since Mola mola was released and I'm happy to finally announce that Mola mola is now available on iTunes !
I've been getting letters for years from fans asking where they can get a copy and can happily say right here-
Cheers.

april

2011-04-01T11:42:00.000-07:00

april one was when we started to run down the coast
hid behind our youth like it was made out of armour.
what we expected to find i don't know what we expected to see-
a fugitive, a fellowship and me.

when we walked in the room there must have been 26 souls
just-a-dyin'…
and by the look in their eyes they all wanted to burn us down.
so beautiful in our youth with all of our own addictions,
they said, " c'mon boys, let's take these bastards outside."

i guess we finally learned that the journey was our own destination
and our own destination never, ever seemed to lead us from there
what we're expecting to find i don't know who we expected to see,
a fugitive, a fellowship or me.

painted upstairs

2011-03-23T13:02:00.000-07:00

my friend kenny boone was just steps away from my mic stand the other night painting along side the music makers on stage and upstairs the saturday past.
artists and friends gathering to share and celebrate.

kenny just sent me an image and i wanted to share it...
i love having other forms and mediums happening together and look forward to more of the same next time around.
more paint for sure but maybe someone might turn a bowl or two while people sing?
wouldn't that be cool !
basket weavers and knitters welcome as well-
may have to relocate for wood shavings-; )
maybe outside ?
outside ~ upstairs ...... ???
better work that out !!
;D
metal workers may have to make a rehearsal prior...
welders and masons the same.....
lets just say all artisan crafters, hipsters and freaks
welcome.
maybe a few will be live and crafting hard !
sell your wares. spread the word.meet like minded human types.

so writers and hookers unite.
( and if you don't know any good hookers than go to the west side of the island : o )

here is kenny's work:

Title : Heads

Size : 4'x2'

Medium : Acrylic

C'MON UPSTAIRS AWHILE...

2011-03-21T10:08:00.000-07:00

upstairs felt like home- 

what more could i say?

north end sydney,

my home town.

incredible night.

the staff are some of the friendliest i've ever had the privilege to work with... anywhere~

 and smile with, anywhere.

 i guess that's the point i wanted to make. 

friends from all over the island.

my belle cote 'family'

 actually the whole friggin' island and province extended fish family that made it out.

the merry lads that came down from halifax cheers to you too- !

sydney, nova scotia...

cape breton made.

family and friends, new friends and old-

new sunfish friends ( how cool was that ? ) and old sunfish fans....

a sold out show - 

sorry for anyone that didn't get in...

maybe two nights next time??

; )

we'll do it all again this summer.

fingers crossed....

photo by Murd Smith.

Ashley MacIsaac and Tom Fidgen - Devil In The Kitchen (Live)

2011-03-03T19:34:00.000-08:00

see, it wasn't just a strange dream after all....

WOOGER - tom fidgen

2011-03-03T10:57:00.000-08:00

well i guess its time to start the show,
and i might as well first let you know we've all got the time on our sides-

the stars may stop to lend an ear
to share this sinner glory-story and hear we've all got the ink on our arms

it don't depend on only who you know
we'd better start reaching out together and show that we all still give a damn

a new piece of music by scott brown and tom fidgen...
it's still growin ~

SYDNEY DIDN'T SINK march 1st- 2011

2011-03-01T07:25:00.000-08:00

DOROTHY GALE

2011-02-28T15:56:00.000-08:00

oh dorothy gale,
welcome to the country
bring your suitcase and some gasoline
                                    we'll paint these citrus skies-
    oh dorothy gale
the colours in your eyes dear
                                    the colours in your eye

oh dorothy gale
let me introduce the pitch fork
when mermaids bleed in oiled seas those barrel prices high
my dorothy gale
it's the colours in your eyes dear,
colours in your eye

oh dorothy gale
..................welcome to the country

bring your suitcase and some gasoline we'll paint these citrus skies
sweet dorothy gale
there's an ocean in your eyes dear an ocean in your eye

A Devil in the Kitchen

2011-02-23T09:34:00.000-08:00

It's funny how it goes-
a few weeks ago I posted a quick video for my 'mostly-instrumental' tune called 'mermaids'. It's a finger-style guitar tune I wrote and is part of a larger piece of music I've been working on called 'knitting the raincoat'. This is a group of tunes in open 'C' tuning and has been haunting me for many years...I've been slowly piecing it together bit by bit with little pieces being written and developed but never being recorded.
So to get back on track, once the clip for mermaids hit the 'You~Tubes', I received a letter from my 'ol friend, fellow Cape Bretoner, Ashley MacIsaac. Ashley asked me if I'd be into recording the song with him for his new album due out later this spring. Needless to say I'm thrilled and excited to record mermaids with Ashley and can't wait to hear what he comes up with for the fiddle melodies...

We have a studio booked for this coming Friday here in the city but before that we'll get a chance to catch up this Thursday night ( Feb. 24th) here in Toronto. !!!

Thursday happens to be Ashley's birthday and he's doing a gig here in town at The Sound Academy and has asked me to play guitar with him on a few tunes.
It'll be great to hook up and if you're in the Toronto area feel free to come along for the ride.
; )

The show is the Amsterdam Kegger Series featuring Mr. Lahey and Randy of the Trailer Park Boys!
It should prove to be an interesting evening with yours truly, Ashley MacIsaac and the Trailor Park boys- Don't miss it .

For more information on Ashley MacIsaac follow this link!

Cheers~

LIBERATION SQUARE

2011-02-22T16:41:00.000-08:00

My close friend Scott Brown sent me an mp3 file a few weeks ago with a couple of chords tapped out on his piano...I was in the middle of watching some footage from Liberation Square on the CBC News and immediately hooked into this melody and lyric.
The song came in a hurry and I decided to record a rough version of it in its present form. When I get to Cape Breton in March, Scott and I will have some time to sit with it again and I'm confident the arrangement will change and the song will naturally evolve as it should.
I picture a young man watching a video on YouTube, following the footage in Egypt and as the camera sweeps across the crowd of protesters, 18 days into the stand he eyes the face of a beautiful girl within the masses and instantly falls in love with her. This is their song ~ Liberation Square.

liberation square -    (blind love)

i see you smilin' again in liberation square
     until we meet again
on the air waves through the speakers now its in the air
one less we two become
      while we smilin' in the face of liberation square

you know that i've known anger
    find some push come to shove
you don't know the danger
falling into blind love blind -

blind love   blind love

you know i've known anger
    find the push come to shove
you don't know the danger
falling into blind love blind -
blind love
my blind-blind love    .
.............................................................

CAPE BRETON SHOW ANNOUNCED

2011-02-08T14:32:00.000-08:00

This just confirmed~ a show at the Upstairs Club on Saturday, March 19th, 2011. I'm super stoked to be playing a show in my hometown of Sydney, Nova Scotia. With me again will be my amazing band featuring Scott Brown on bass, Jay Smith on guitar and Matt Thauvette on drums. Tickets are $8.00 in advance and $10.00 at the door. Come on down to hear my new album in its entirety as well as some older solo tunes and some SUNFISH favourites. CD's will be available. Hope to see all my Cape Breton friends and family there. Cheers!

# 6.....thank you !!

2011-02-07T19:32:00.000-08:00

Well here we are, the third week in a row on the East Coast Countdowns Top 10. We've climber from 9 to 8 last week and now to 6 this week...
Many, many thanks to everyone who voted for the weeds of october and let's keep it going straight to the top.
The East Coast Countdown is a weekly, nationally-syndicated radio program heard by 500,000 listeners. It broadcasts on stations in Nova Scotia, Newfoundland, New Brunswick, Ontario, Saskatchewan, British Columbia, Yukon and Nunavut.

Click the link above and stop on over to the ECC website to place your vote for the weeds of october- Cheers!

Of Privateers and the Tiki Lounge...

2011-02-03T15:29:00.000-08:00

All photos by Applehead Studio Photography

Speaking of privateers and the Tiki Lounge, I just got back from the Carleton shows in Halifax and had one of the best weekends I've had in years.

It began on Friday evening when my good friend and manager, Patrick and I flew into Halifax from Toronto. A quick check-in at the hotel and we were off towards the water front to find the venue. The Carleton Restaurant is only three years old so I never had the privilege of haunting it in my past years on the coast but still knew the general location from my years living in downtown Halifax. The building is located on the corner of Prince and Argyle Streets in the heart of historic Halifax. Built in 1759, it occupies what was Sir Richard Bulkeley’s mansion. In early Halifax almost all buildings were constructed of wood but Bulkeley’s mansion, an outstanding exception, was built of stone, making it the earliest documented Georgian stone residence in Nova Scotia.
We were swept off the sidewalk through two large wooden doors and into a warm and friendly room to greet us. I eyed down the bar to see my old friend and club owner Mike Campbell, we guessed it must be at least 10 years since we've seen each other and Mike was and still is an amazing host.

Scott Brown on bass and Matt Thauvette on drums

Fish and frites was on the menu and it's about the only thing an 'Easterner' wants when he arrives home after being in 'Upper Canada' for a few seasons ~ Alexander Keith's beer battered haddock, with house-made tartar sauce, frites and slaw. Followed with a half dozen or so pints and I was filled to the gills and happier than a salmon in salt water. We chatted about some of the shows coming up at the Carleton as well as what Mike had been up to for the past decade.

Jay Smith on guitar

Now sometime after midnight it was gettin' on a little and Mike suggested we head over to 'the Tiki Lounge' for some after hour hospitality. Now those of you 'who know' then you know what I know now, but those of you that don't- well you may never. The Tiki is like a David Lynch movie set with all of the Canadian Music paraphernalia you've ever want to see. A fully stocked, quarter-sawn white oak bar and some of the best music I've heard in years. Top it off with some really-really-good dark rum and more excellent conversation and that my friends was my first night back in good 'ol Nova Scotia !
The sun eventually shone the Saturday-after-Tiki and it was off to a fantastic afternoon rehearsal with my band. Saturday night flowed along much like the Friday did with the exception of the Haddock and frites. Seeing as it was Saturday and we seemed to be celebrating something pretty special, I decided to go with the 7oz fillet of blackened Salmon and probably the best Caesar I've ever had. Lots of horseradish and dill- make mine a double! A good choice indeed, the blackened salmon came with a fine mango salsa and chef's potato and veggies. -'I'm getting hungry as I write this'
So a few more pints to wash it all down, it was sometime that evening when we found out the first show had officially SOLD OUT. Good Lord, now we really had something to celebrate-; )

As good as it gets

A few more smiles and shots and we called it a night. Bon nuit until the Sunday where there was no rest for the wicked.
Sunday sunrise and it was off to set-up and sound check after lunch. The restaurant was quiet now and the staff was setting the room for a sold out performance. The stage felt great and the band was sounding even better. We had enough time to run through most of the set again and from there it was back to the hotel for a quick siesta and a light supper before the show.
I hit the stage at 9 PM and played through an acoustic set to begin. Some old Sunfish songs had the place smiling and at one point I was able to lean back from my microphone and let the crowd sing the lyrics to my songs...what a feeling- it really doesn't get any better than that!

Fender 'J' Bass

About 8 songs into the night I invited my band to join me and we played through a few more tunes to finish off the first set. The boys were in fine form and the audience was really digging into it now- a break to wet the whistle and we went back on and played through the new album start to finish. The songs were new to the audience but for sheer noise reception I'd say they went over exceptionally well.
The night moved along and before I knew it we were saying good night and thanking everybody that came out. An encore was inevitable and it was another short set of Sunfish songs; more hoots and hollers from the die hard fans, mostly friends I've had for the better part of 20 years. What a welcome home it was- familiar faces and quit a few new ones as well.

Tools of the Trade

When the smiles finally subsided and the last drink was finally drunk, it was back to the hotel for a good night sleep. The adrenaline wouldn't allow that to happen for another few hours but hey, I don't do this everyday...The Monday came and started with a great on air interview at 95.7 Talk Radio. We got some more press that evening and although the second night didn't sell out, the tables were full and again some new faces and friends were made.
We finished off this amazing weekend trip back at the Tiki Lounge, enjoying good company and talking as if we were kings of this world; in a strange way I suppose we were there in those early morning hours, smiling and laughing and already recounting the days we had just enjoyed . If you missed the Carleton shows then maybe you'll find the time to come out in March when we do an East Coast Tour. 'a boy called fish' coming to a town near you!!!
Stay tuned for all the bloody details...cheers!

( here's a short video from the Monday night performance )

a boy called fish

2011-01-26T06:23:00.000-08:00

Well isn't it funny what you'll find when you actually take the time to look?
I just searched 'a boy called fish' and guess what I found- seems my 'totally original' title isn't so original after all~
A Boy Called Fish by Alison Morgan was first published in 1971. Here's what the goodreads website says about the story-

Born to a human mother and the East Wind, Resshie grows up wild and dreaming. Unlike the village girls, Resshie is meant for something special, but how will she ever capture her elusive dreams?

Outstanding, sounds like white-knuckles on the wheel, non-stop action to me. I just found and ordered a used copy on Amazon!
Strange how back in October, when I first thought up the album name one of the first things I did was Google it- nothing came up. I thought how excellent that was and went ahead with my absolutely unique album title. Oh well- so much for originality eh? It is 2011...what hasn't been done?
The book was published in 1971, conveniently the same year I was born. Coincidence? I doubt it.
When it arrives I'll be sure to write a full book review; I know and appreciate that most of you will be dying to hear how our dear little Resshie gets by. Stay tuned.

CD's now available.

2011-01-25T09:52:00.000-08:00

I just had a few inquiries about when and where to get 'a boy called fish' in CD format.
Good news is they're finally in and if you'd like to order a copy then you can do so here.
Just click the little paypal button below and off we go- a CD will be in the mail asap. If you don't use paypal or own a credit card snail mail works as well just drop me an email and we can work out the details. Buttons and lint with a stamp and a smile can also go along way as well-; )
CD's are $12.00 CAN. That's $10.00 for the CD itself and a $2.00 handling and shipping fee.
I decided to keep this project as 'green' as I could so we went with a product called Eco Sleeve. It's the same size as a standard CD package and fits all regular shipping cartons and retail shelving but weighs up to 40% less than other packaging (including the disc!). That means less fuel and carbon emissions to ship and less postage to mail.There is no plastic in this package other than the CD itself and it's made from 100% recycled paper board which is also 100% recyclable. All inks are vegetable based (mmmmm), and all coatings are water based.

If you'd like a signed copy then let me know and I'll unwrap it and sign it before shipping.
For those who want to order a digital copy then go to iTunes, Amazon or here through the Store. Just click on the link at the top of the page. There's a full line of merchandise there as well to choose from.
If all is right in the world and things go as planed this year we'll also be offering a limited edition of vinyl as well. Not sure how environmentally sound records are but hey, they sure are cool-;)

Cheers!

NOW AVAILABLE

2011-01-23T15:17:00.000-08:00

Just a quick post to let you know that my new album, 'a boy called fish' is available for purchase at iTunes. Follow the link and enjoy!

# 9.......thank you !!!

2011-01-23T08:16:00.000-08:00

Just found out that 'the weeds of october' is #9 this week on the East Coast Countdown !
Thanks to everyone who voted~
I really appreciate the support.
If you'd like to keep it creeping up the charts then be sure to go back to the East Coast Countdown website and vote again and again and again and again and....

The East Coast Countdown is a weekly, nationally-syndicated radio program heard by 500,000 listeners. It broadcasts on stations in Nova Scotia, Newfoundland, New Brunswick, Ontario, Saskatchewan, British Columbia, Yukon and Nunavut.
'the weeds of october' is the first track off of my new album, 'a boy called fish' and will be available here, there and everywhere in a few more weeks- stay tuned and thanks again to all who voted.

mermaids

2011-01-18T11:58:00.000-08:00

Here's another video of an un-recorded song I've been working on-
the tune uses an open tuning- from low to high it goes: C-G-C-G-C-D
I think I first learned and heard this tuning used on a Michael Hedges tune about 10 years ago and it's still one of my favorites. To my ears it always sounded like mermaid music-;)
The first part of the tune is called 'mermaids' and the lyric begins with a quote from a work by T.S. Eliot that always stuck with me.

I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.

The second verse is my own adaptation of the Eliot lines- a bit of a play on the first and the 'B' section of the tune is an instrumental piece that seemed to flow really well out from the introduction. I have 5 songs written in this tuning, maybe 20 minutes or so and I hope to record them all this coming summer while I'm in Cape Breton. Who knows, maybe my next album ?

Here's the video followed by the full work by T.S. Eliot's - 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock'

T.S. Eliot (1888–1965). Prufrock and Other Observations. 1917.

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

	S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
	A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
	Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
	Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
	Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
	Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.


LET us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats	5
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question …	10
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,	15
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,	20
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;	25
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;	30
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go	35
Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair—	40
[They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”]
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin—
[They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”]
Do I dare	45
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:—
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,	50
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?

And I have known the eyes already, known them all—	55
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?	60
And how should I presume?

And I have known the arms already, known them all—
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
[But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!]
It is perfume from a dress	65
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
And should I then presume?
And how should I begin? . . . . .
Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets	70
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?…

I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas. . . . . .
And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!	75
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep … tired … or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?	80
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet—and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,	85
And in short, I was afraid.

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,	90
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”—	95
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
Should say: “That is not what I meant at all.
That is not it, at all.”

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,	100
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
And this, and so much more?—
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:	105
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
“That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.” . . . . .	110
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,	115
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old … I grow old …	120
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.	125

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown	130
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

sincerely yours,

2011-01-17T10:47:00.000-08:00

This is a song off of the new album that I wrote with Scott Brown almost 10 years ago. Scott came up with the chord progression and immediately I hooked into this kind of vibe. It steps and strolls along with what I felt sounded like an urban morning wake up call and the words just fell onto the page in a few short minutes.

We originally demoed this song down in Cincinnati when I was visiting him there a few years back. I think the phrasing may have been influenced by Scott's time studying Jazz at St. Francis Xavier University in Antigonish, Nova Scotia. It's funny thinking back to those days and now, all these years later re-recording this track for the new album....it just felt right with the rest of the vibe on a boy called fish.

sincerely yours,
words and music by fidgen/brown © 2011

grease pour over you like morning ghosts
walk through the door to sing the morning news to you before the
sparrow come to eat the worm that bore down deep just like your bones
under your nails up through your nose
so it goes
sit there with the brown bag slumber paper chasing news wanna greet the day with open letters
sincerely yours i told you there's no other way to right the wrong of headline breaking news
i'm breaking two
this gossip calling monday morning
flashes by in distant early warning song relationship
good afternoon you gentlemen
sit there with the brown bag slumber paper chasing news i wanna greet the day with open letters
sit there with the brown bag slumber paper chasing news wanna greet you too
sincerely yours,