1. |
Against The Grain
03:22
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Just like an iceberg
Deep in water
You keep your feet wet
You know the trauma
You hold the memories
From sea and soil
You’ve seen the centuries
Bloom and spoil
In all the lines written on your face
No sign of a fall from grace
Fighting darkness against the grain
Still letting light come in
Cascading shadows
You and the mountains
Rain & sunshine
Nature’s fountain
Like elders singing
For generations
A brand new skin
In a six string nation
With all the lines written on your face
There’s no sign of a fall from grace
Fighting darkness against the grain
Still letting light come in
With all the lines written on your face
There’s no sign of a fall from grace
Fighting darkness against the grain
Still letting light come in, still letting light come in
Still letting light, still letting light, still letting light come in
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2. |
The Legend Of Joe Labobe
03:39
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Born on Lennox Island
Where the waters dance with diamonds
And nature casts a mighty spell
His love of life and family
Brought him slowly out his shell
And time would tell
About a good pair of hands and his shucking knife
Holding on tight for the time of his life
He could make the cut at breakneck speed
Doing his best to protect the meat
A little slice of heaven and a pearl of hope
He opened up a dream and wouldn’t let go
Ah the legend of Joe Labobe
The world became his oyster
Tyne Valley to Galway Ireland
How he made his people proud
An extraordinary story
About an ordinary man
Who took his chance
With a good pair of hands and his shucking knife
Holding on tight for the time of his life
Making the cut at breakneck speed
Doing his best to protect the meat
A little slice of heaven and a pearl of hope
He opened up a dream and wouldn’t let go
The legend of Joe Labobe
Now his knife is enshrined, a guitar ghost
Taking its seat from pillar to post
Holding on, not letting go
That’s Joe Labobe
With a good pair of hands and his shucking knife
Holding on tight for the time of his life
He could make the cut at breakneck speed
Doing his best to protect the meat
A little slice of heaven and a pearl of hope
He opened up a dream and now we know
The legend of Joe Labobe
(Written by D.Leask)
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3. |
Fire & Ice
02:54
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It took a billion years of shadow
To climb up from the lava
Into a sad world of grey
You might have heard me shouting
Trying to move a mountain
I guess I had so much to say
An aurora borealis, hiding in the darkness
Ready to come out and play
I am fire and ice
And I’ll dance with the light
A moonstone skipping home
To the rhythm of the night
Like getting blood out of a stone
From the crust of the unknown
I was born to shine through
At first glance I’m boring
But you ain’t seen the whole thing
‘Til like a bolt from the blue
My Labradorescence keeps you guessing
Every time it meets your eye
I am fire and ice
And I’ll dance with the light
A moonstone skipping home
To the rhythm, to the rhythm
To the rhythm of the night
I am fire and ice
And I’ll dance with the light
A moonstone skipping home
To the rhythm, to the rhythm
To the rhythm of the night
(Written by David Leask)
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4. |
Spirit Wrestlers
04:00
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They fought against the war
By burning their own guns
And faced a Russian Csar
Who gave them no choice but to run
A safe passage from Leo Tolstoy
A chance to realize
The truth & resurrection in his words
Settled in Saskatchewan
Fertile soil in their hands
And faith & mother nature kept them alive
Now the sun goes down
And their prayers rise up
Sewing seeds of love & peace
Gentle spirit, gentle spirit wrestlers
With freedom on their side
They slowly found their way
How to toil and thrive
In harmony each day
Raising hope in an elevator
A meeting place for for generations
100 years, still it’s standing strong
Pioneers and open fields
Wood & grain & peaceful dreams
Surrendering to every kind of sky
As the sun goes down
Their prayers rise up
Sewing seeds of love & peace
Gentle spirit, gentle spirit wrestlers
(Written by David Leask)
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5. |
Take A Seat
03:47
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Standing in line since 1894
Travelling time through big red doors
Coming here to see dreamers making history
Like Booker T Washington, Keller & McClung
They raise their voice to overcome
And there’s freedom when they speak with the Old Lady down on Shuter street
In this hallowed hall, you chase the light
And feel sound wrap around you like a lover in the night
So let these walls & arches have their say
And ghosts of those who graced the stage
It’s time to take a seat with the old lady down on Shuter Street
Jack Dempsey dances in the ring
The Mendelssohn choir begins to sing
Hitting all the highs, suddenly the air’s alive
Dylan, Buffy, Young & Pavarotti
The Jazz Quintet and the Grand Ole Opry
Way up in cloud nine, reading Gordon Lightfoot’s mind
In this hallowed hall, you chase the light
And feel sound wrap around you like a lover in the night
So let these walls & arches have their say
And ghosts of those who graced the stage
It’s time to take a seat with the Old Lady down on Shuter Street
All the sounds that shook the air
From the stage to the back of every chair
And the magic in-between, two seconds of a dream
In this hallowed hall, you chase the light
And feel sound wrap around you like a lover in the night
So let these walls & arches have their say
And ghosts of those who graced the stage
The crowd is on their feet,
It’s time for you to meet,
The Grand Old Lady down on Shuter Street
(Written by David Leask)
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6. |
Les Chansons Du Voyageur
03:42
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Pain & beauty
Let it all move right through me
Good tales, sad tales
Benevolence & blackmail
No excuses
Tell me what the awkward truth is
Fighters, lovers
Singing at one another
Words expanding
A cultural understanding
Peace and noise in
All of the different voices
Hidden in this storying guitar
Écoute les chansons du Voyageur
Les chansons du Voyageur
Wood and bone,
Fretted metal & stone
Bridge and saddle
Time that’s meant to travel
Shame & sorrow
Hanging on “old tomorrow”
Answers, questions
Mother of invention
Tough vibrations
Reconciliation
Gently tethered
Strike a chord together
Listen to this storying guitar
Écoute les chansons du Voyageur
Les chansons du Voyageur
When you cry, I cry
Through the strings and tears
I hear everything, everything
Written in this storying guitar
Écoute les chansons du Voyageur
Les chansons du Voyageur
Pain & beauty let it all move right through me (repeat x4)
(Written by David Leask)
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David Leask Mississauga, Ontario
A born song chaser, Leask has released 7 critically acclaimed albums. His latest, “Voyageur in Song”, is his best work to date and represents an artistic work of cultural significance. A unique concept record inspired by pieces from the Six String Nation Guitar (named Voyageur) The Toronto Star described "Voyageur In Song" as "possibly the most Canadian album on Canada's most historic instrument" ... more
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