saving graces

by tom eastland

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    Also Featuring:
    Ryan Weber, Sam Weber,
    Bridget Foley, Jay Nedeljkovic,
    Bakes, Curtis Driedger, Mike Pickett,
    Glen Caradus, Geoff MacDonald, Sian Wilson,
    Alexandra Eastland, Fiddlin' Jay Edmunds, Andrew Arnold,
    John Climenhage, and Washboard Hank

    tom eastland saving graces cd release august 2012

    I feel rich, and I believe that the best wealth is that expands when it is shared. I am having some serious fun, and I want to offer these savings to you too. If you like your folk music with an edge and some howling growl, and you like your rock music with depth and tenderness, then I trust you will love some of this music. The songs on this CD chart the distances between grief and joy; between an endangered meadow and the urban jungle; between a bullfrog on prozac and a cat in heat.

    I started 30 years ago as a poet with a guitar and questionable attention to musical details. I have now put in at least the urban legend requirement of 10,000 hours of work, and I am continually learning in music. I have performed hundreds of times at pubs, clubs and folk festivals across Canada and internationally, from Russia to Australia to Cuba. My songs have earned national airplay on Canada's CBC Radio, have charted on Canada's !earshot charts for community radio, and been included in PBS's primetime television show Roadtrip Nation.

    This is an ‘indie’ project in that I do not have any brand names tattooed to my forehead to support my musical habit; however this is truly a community effort, and greatly enriched by the contributions of some of my favourite people. I celebrate music as a vital way to transcend borders and build community.

    The first review from the Wire Megazine is on the streets:

    "Tom’s first foray into recording found him on the CKPT/Wire Homegrown Album back in 1989. He swooned the judges with his honest folksy appeal and delivery. Twenty years later Mr. Eastland has honed his craft to reflect the simpler virtues of music, the same virtues that made him likeable as a young naïve musician. Four years of ‘stewing the cauldron of songs’ has landed 12 songs and a ‘who’s who’ of Peterborough music elite. Find tasteful sessions from The Weber Bros., Bridget Foley, Curtis Driedger, Fiddlin’ Jay, and Wire Award winner Washboard Hank. Pickup ‘saving graces’, headed for a nomination next year." August 2012

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1.
I, I am a young bird I, I come third. You know, you still call me young blood you come from the sun The day will come, I too may fly I hear you hail The day will come, I too may fly. Your body warm, you sheltered me from the rain Your stomach empty, you soothed my hunger pain I’ve grown older, my spirit is not yours to tame No longer going to hang our heads in shame The day is come, I too may fly Here I hail The day is come, I too may fly Here I hail The day is come, I too may fly Yeah Daddio, you cant see me now Momma, I’m so high from home You know, I know I am young blood and We hail from this sun The day is come, I too may fly Here I hail The day is come, I too may fly Here we hail The day is come, I too may fly yeah The day is come, I too may fly yeah
2.
belladonna 03:38
Belladonna – Alexandra Eastland & Tom Eastland Belladonna don’t you cry, you’ve been burned by blinding light you shut your eyes in the nick of time. Belladonna don’t you cry, there will be fear in the shade of the night But you’ll be soothed by golden light, someday, someday Belladonna, Bella don’t you cry Someday you’ll find you, you’ll feel alive Hurricanes, roses, sunshine, thorns These will all mean so much more, when your heart is not so torn, someday Belladonna don’t you cry, could all come clear in the twinkle of an eye With pending pull of a morning tide, you’ll see You will see Belladonna, Bella don’t you cry Someday you’ll find you, you’ll feel alive You’ll come full circle, we will meet again Belladonna, Bella, don’t you cry You are the one you needed most; don’t leave me alone with your gang of ghosts Belladonna, don’t you cry no more Belladonna don’t you cry, there will be fear in the shade of the night But you’ll be soothed by a mourning light, someday Belladonna, Bella don’t you cry Someday you’ll find you, you’ll feel alive You’ll come full circle, we will meet again Belladonna, Bella don’t you cry could all come clear in the twinkle of an eye You could be soothed by midnight light With the pending pull of a morning tide You’ll see
3.
How could you say to me, you wouldn’t lie to me? Then turn your back on me, turn tale & hide on me What can I do, how can we see this through, Here I stand waiting for you, Hope you pick a good time to come through. Will it be by the light of this moon Will it be by the light of this moon Will it be by the light of this moon Here I stand waiting for you Hope you pick a good time to come through… Last time I saw you dear, You were just standing there, Waiting for green lights and watching the satellites, Passing you by like you’d just bought the sky, As only could happen to you, Knowing the best things are true Will it be by the light of this moon Will it be by the light of this moon Will it be by the light of this moon Here I stand waiting for you Hope you pick a good time to come through… How could you say there aint nothing new? This ocean I crossed means nothing to you? Here I am begging for a smile from you as The wind howls this our cue, But the light of your moon shines blue. Will it be by the light of this moon Will it be by the light of this moon Will it be by the light of this moon Here I stand waiting for you Hope you pick a good time to come through… Will it be by the light of this moon? Will it be by the light of this moon? Will it be by the light of this moon? Everyone’s waiting for you Hope you pick a good time to come through Knowing the best things are true.
4.
I know you watched the forest fall Lucky me, i saw it all Could have been from where they came They left their dead in hollow ground Already Home, Already Home An errant course, an errand lost Broken windows in a broken home Founded first at any cost As they watched for falling rocks Everybody looked the other way Everybody looked the other way huddled masses in long grey cloaks Prayed awhile, stood and stared Rivers choked with sun-baked mud They missed the city in their golden haze. Already home, Already home All ready, all ready all ready, all ready home In the cloud’s cold distance sirens wailed You looked at me as dusk inhaled From the worst to the last of it Hot throat, charred rock, cold feet Everybody looked the other way Everybody looked the other way A wild call from a while ago Jagged teeth, the mark is plain Nostril flared in self-defense The dream jaguars kept the gate everybody got cold feet everybody got cold feet Already home
5.
I walked into that bitter day my heart was strung, pulled that way, I walked until my legs were sore Then I walked some more. Stark horizon, restless wind, I had lost my place again, I, I walk right through, I walked into the blue Though I know this road wont lead to you now, I walk right through. Snow-blind, sun-stoned, I crunched the figures and come back numb I am what I am, I’m not what I’m not faced the price, forgot the cost, Now that fortune’s long past lost and I, I walk right through I walk in endless blue With a fair wind, a touch of you I walk right through. I left right through. I walk into this bitter day my heart is strung, pulled this way I walk until my legs are sore, Then I walk some more. Stark horizon, restless wind, I have lost my place again. my flying feet come face to face these fatal flaws My saving graces, I, I walk right through I walk in endless blue With a fair wind, a touch of you I walk right through I, I walk on through With a blackbird cry, a touch of you I walk right through.
6.
I watch this rain outside my window, Heaven’s tears from above clouds in my room are darkening With a shadow of a thing called love Maybe I been a fool Maybe I been a fool To believe like I do Maybe I been a fool I love you, i love you, i boldly declared Staring at your vacant chair you’re gone, long gone, as i sing this song my words just hang in the air Maybe I been a fool Maybe I been a fool To believe like I do Maybe I been a fool I sit and smoke another cup of coffee Drink another cigarette My pieces of mind bring no peace this time don’t know the answers yet Maybe I been a fool Maybe I been a fool To believe like I do Maybe I been a fool Ooo ooo, Ooo ooo Ooo ooo, maybe I been a fool Is there really a pot of gold At the end of every rainbow? I have loved, and lost again Still I do not know… Maybe I been a fool Maybe I been a fool To believe like I do Maybe I been a fool
7.
I’m so old, I am so old, my skin has grown to jade and bone, I am so old Mind my business, mind my home, bask in this sun just to grow my bones, I am so old You’re so young, you are so young You think your life has just begun, You’re so proud, you are so proud You shout about this monster you found What could I do but turn to stone? What could I do but take the blow? What comes around must surely go, Now you know my jade and bone I’m so slow, I am so slow But I’m quick to hide, shut you outside You’re so high, you are so high you’re soft, you’re pink, you’re scared inside You pick on me like you’re twice my size What could I do but turn to stone? What could I do but take the blow? What comes around must surely go, Now you know my jade and bone You’re so loud, you are so loud i shout about this monster i found You’re so proud, you are so proud You struck me, you struck you You strike pain, you struck bone What could I do but turn to stone? What could I do but take the blow? What could you do but break your soul? Now you know my jade and bone What could I do but turn to stone? What could I do but take the blow? What comes around must surely go, Now you know my jade and bone
8.
The first time we met you gave me your name, A number to call when it feels like rain, It's a long dry spell I've been through, I wanna spell it out for you, I call you up, the middle of the night Ask you out, you say all right, You say it's late for a midnight date, But you're gonna come ‘round tonight, You're gonna come ‘round tonight. I hear thunder rounding up these clouds, streets are silent, our intentions loud, rain streams down your face like tears, Rain all over me, come on reign all over me. hang up the phone, lightning strikes, Clouds roll over pale moonlight, rain starts falling, I hear you call, gonna get soaked tonight, we're gonna get soaked tonight. I hear thunder rounding up these clouds, streets are silent, our intentions loud, rain streams down your face like tears, Rain all over me, come on reign all over me Hail my queen I am your knight You rule my heart you reign this sky My love falls at your beck and call feels like rain tonight feels like rain tonight I hear thunder rounding up these clouds, streets are silent, our intentions loud, rain streams down your face like tears, Rain all over me, come on reign all over me you can reign all over me come on reign all over me
9.
swing low 03:31
I opened up my door, what did I see, Coming to carry me home there’s a band of angels coming on to me, Coming to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Coming to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Coming to carry me home If you get there before I do, Coming to carry me home Tell our friends I'm coming too, Coming to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot If I get there before you do, Coming to carry me home I will show you a whole, I will pull you through, Coming to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Coming to carry me home I am Sometimes up, sometimes down, Coming to carry me home still my soul feels heavy and bound, come on & carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Coming to carry me home
10.
I haunted, I teased, taunting your silence the wind between my tongue and teeth stung you like a bee. Dreams and schemes to share with you come tangled up in twisted tongues still this emptiness of words unsaid is bringing on the freeze… You bit your lip, so you would not bleed. You bit your lip, so you would not bleed. There’s a monkey on my back, but that don’t thrill you half as much as the cub in your gut the gift of the gods, of love and luck and I bit my lip, so you would not bleed I bit my lip, so you would not bleed There’s a tiger in your mouth let it out, let it out, let it out There’s a tiger in your mouth let it be, let it free… I’m haunting, I tease, taunting your silence the wind between my tongue and teeth stung you like a bee Dreams and schemes to share with you come tangled up in twisted tongues still this emptiness of words unsaid it’s bringing on the freeze. You bit your lip, so you would not bleed.
11.
silent night 02:05
Silent night, holy night All is calm, All is bright around this woman, this mother, this child holy infant so tender, so wild, Sleep now in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is right With all of my grace, I hold you tight I hold you tender, with all of my might, Sleep now in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep now in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace.

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I feel rich, and I believe that the best wealth is that which expands when it is shared. I am having some serious fun, and I want to offer these savings to you too. If you like your folk music with an edge and some howling growl, and you like your rock music with depth and tenderness, then I trust you will love some of this music. The songs on this CD chart the distances between grief and joy; between an endangered meadow and the urban jungle; between a bullfrog on prozac and a cat in heat.

I started 30 years ago as a poet with a guitar and questionable attention to musical details. I have now put in at least the urban legend requirement of 10,000 hours of work, and I am continually learning in music. I have performed hundreds of times at pubs, clubs and folk festivals across Canada and internationally, from Russia to Australia to Cuba. My songs have earned national airplay on Canada's CBC Radio, have charted on Canada's !earshot charts for community radio, and been included in PBS's primetime television show Roadtrip Nation.

This is an ‘indie’ project in that I do not have any brand names tattooed to my forehead to support my musical habit; however this is truly a community effort, and greatly enriched by the contributions of some of my favourite people. I celebrate music as a vital way to transcend borders and build community.

The first review from the Wire Megazine is on the streets:

"Tom’s first foray into recording found him on the CKPT/Wire Homegrown Album back in 1989. He swooned the judges with his honest folksy appeal and delivery. Twenty years later Mr. Eastland has honed his craft to reflect the simpler virtues of music, the same virtues that made him likeable as a young naïve musician. Four years of ‘stewing the cauldron of songs’ has landed 12 songs and a ‘who’s who’ of Peterborough music elite. Find tasteful sessions from The Weber Bros., Bridget Foley, Curtis Driedger, Fiddlin’ Jay, and Wire Award winner Washboard Hank. Pickup ‘saving graces’, headed for a nomination next year." August 2012

Please note that the digital download does not yet include Willie P Bennett's 'Lace and Pretty Flowers', as i only secured mechanical rights for the CD. I am in process of obtaining rights for digital downloads, and will update when that is completed.

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released August 23, 2012

Also Featuring:
Ryan Weber, Sam Weber,
Bridget Foley, Jay Nedeljkovic,
Bakes, Curtis Driedger, Mike Pickett,
Glen Caradus, Geoff MacDonald, Sian Wilson,
Alexandra Eastland, Fiddlin' Jay Edmunds, Andrew Arnold,
John Climenhage, and Washboard Hank

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"Beautiful material…Tom possesses a unique outlook and open-hearted vision in his music…with razor sharp lyrics and stories that flow crystal clear, Tom is
a song writing Wizard…” Ryan Weber, The Weber Brothers, 2019.

Tom Eastland is an alternative folk-rock singer-songwriter currently based in Peterborough, Canada. Tom celebrates music as a vital way to transcend borders and build community.
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