Tom McBride

Tom McBride

PO Box 42714, 20015, Washington, D.C., USA
SoloAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

There’s a classic charm to McBride’s latest release. Several tracks remind me of Felice and Boudleaux Bryant’s classic hits such as “Raining in my Heart” or “All I Have to Do is Dream.” In the vein of those masterpieces, he writes songs with gentle melodies that ripple with a sense of melancholy.

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Biography

Tom McBrides award winning third album, 'Morning in Glen Burnie' (2013) and was produced by Kimon Kirk (Aimee Mann, Grant-Lee Phillips) and recorded in Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts with Dan Cardinal (Josh Ritter, The Low Anthem).

To rustle up inspiration for his award-winning third album, McBride dug deep into his record collection.

I was trying to identify those songs that I loved as a child and still enjoy now, he explains. I looked backwards a little bit and dug deeper into some older folk, pop, and country songs by artists like Roy Orbison, Buck Owens, and George Jones. I was challenging myself to simplify my writing, to really dig into more traditional forms and melodies.

Put really simply, he sums up, I just tried to write good songs.

With an eye on the classics, McBride wrote the songs that eventually became Morning in Glen Burnie, a modern album steeped in an old-school blend of Americana, blues, soul and pop/rock. Many of the songs were inspired by Nashville, the town where he launched his music career in the early 2000s. McBride recorded Morning in Glen Burnie closer to his hometown, though, setting up shop just outside of Boston. Another Beantown native, Kimon Kirk (Grant-Lee Phillips, Aimee Mann), signed on as producer.

We recorded at Dimension Sound Studios with an excellent engineer, Dan Cardinal, and a band that included a full rhythm section, organ, and electric guitar, McBride says. Many of the tracks on the album are either the second or third attempt of the song. We'd go over the forms together in the mixing room, talk about the vibe of the song together, and then we'd go play it. Just painless, and a lot of fun.

The result is a breezy, classic-sounding record that splits the difference between all of McBrides influences, from the country sway of the Mavericks to the crooning pop of Sam Cooke. Its the sound of a singer/songwriter working with a well-oiled band. Its already begun gathering its own buzz, too, with the Mid-Atlantic Songwriters Association awarding its prestigious gold prize to the albums first track, But I Dont Care.

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The musician, singer-songwriter & multi-instrumentalist has logged over 250 shows across the country over the past few years, has performed at CMJ, Folk Alliance & SXSW and his songs have been featured on AAA-radio stations across the country as well as in industry publications American Songwriter, Maverick, Smother Magazine among others. McBride has recently shared the stage with notable acts such as Dawes, William Elliot Whitmore, Futurebirds, Charlie Mars, Ellis Paul, & Eli Paperboy Reed. McBride was also recently announced as a finalist in American Songwriter Magazine and Martin Guitar's 2012 national contest "The Pub Deal".

The Boston native began his music career while living in Nashville and studying as an undergrad at the Blair School of Music conservatory. The grandson of Francesco Albanese, a famous Italian lyric-tenor from the 1940's, McBride studied voice for two years and found early success as the singer & principal songwriter for an alt-country band that toured throughout the Southeast, peaking with McBride and his band performing at Willie Nelson's Farm Aid. After graduating college, McBride relocated to Washington DC and withdrew from writing and performing until he self-released a solo 5-song EP debut Headed For in 2008. Shortly thereafter, McBride recruited a DC-area band to support his follow-up, a full length LP 'Like A Lion' in 2009, (released as Tom McBride & The Whig Party), which was recorded both in Brooklyn and Washington DC. Like A Lion soon put Tom on the radar outside the DC music scene, winning regional song-writing awards as well as garnering attention for McBride's live performance as he continued to tour, both with a band and as a solo artist across the East Coast. McBride quickly began work on his follow-up, 2011's A Brief Head Spin, his first full-length solo album, partnering with Sean Greenhalgh (Clap Your Hands Say Yeah) as well as engineer Stuart Sikes (The White Stripes, Cat Power) and returned to Seaside Lounge studios in Brooklyn, New York. McBride's second full-length album, 'Morning in Glen Burnie' , is scheduled for full release in February 2013. (www.tommcbridemusic.com)

Lyrics

What You Have Not Learned

Written By: Tom McBride

And you talk out of turn
But the same words return
There is little left
That you have not learned

You're spilling lines with your wine
You're bidding your time
And you're falling in line

With two feet on the ground
But your head in the clouds
You are startled by sounds

So you walk on the streets
Turn to shadows and speak
Its buried in words

When your order is restored
The questions you should implore
Is what you have not learned
What you have not learned

If the same signs emerge
Not to late, don't discourage
To hell with the crowd
Is there little left, that you have not learned?

You're wasting time with these lies, Now is as good as any time
Its about time you rise

With your feet on the ground
And your head in the clouds
You're still startled by sounds

So you walk on the streets
Turn to shadows and speak
Its buried in words
When your order is restored
The questions you should implore
Is what you have not learned
What you have not learned

Like A Lion

Written By: Tom McBride

Like A Lion
Written by Tom McBride (c) 2009

I’m real hungry now
like a lion in the thunder and the rain.
I’m committed to the prowl
with a scar on my head and blood on the trail.
I’ve got a flame on my back.
I’ve been coddled by them thieves.
Had my hand out for hours
like a begger on the street.
If you give me your time
maybe i’ll quench some of the thirst.
If you give me your wine
maybe I’ll fall down first

Are they warning signs
through the lights and crowds?
All these heads standing around.
Anyone fooling you?
Are we falling back
like strangers in night
strolling downtown?

I’m real anxious now
like a lion on the Serengeti plain.
So your free and your proud?
Sand runs through your hands,
your tied to the chain.
So you crawled in the back room,
flattered all them thieves.
Had your hand out for hours
like a begger on the street.

If they give you some time
maybe you’ll quench some of the thirst.
If they give you a while
maybe you’ll fall down first.

Are these warning signs
that shine through lights and crowds?
All these heads standing around.
Anyone fooling you?
Are we falling back
like strangers at night
strolling downtown?
Been lost in dreams before,
swam through the deepest seas,
throw me a life-line.
While the rich stand tall
there’s another man walking back
whose a stranger
and still out of luck.

Fisheries & Swine

Written By: Tom McBride

Written by Tom McBride (c) 2009

Fisheries & Swine:

Citizens and democrats
that voted for the Riot Acts
noticed that the fish had grown quite tired

middle seats, flying over seas
pretty soon, well catch some z’s
times are tough on fisheries & swine

there’s 2 billion more on the way
there’s little left in Shanghai Bay
its getting tighter day-by-day

hungry mouths and rising seas
livestock wars for tainted meats
sunday prayer’s for warm food and red wine

humpback whales and sharks that bleed
disapperared with them factories
times are tough on fisheries & swine

there’s 2 billion more on the way
there’s little left in Shanghai Bay
its getting tighter day-by-day


Dear James

Written By: Tom McBride

Dear James
Written by Tom McBride (c) 2009

Everyone wants to say what’s on their mind
barking along with no thought
Hello, that’s you,
now go get a clue

you’re given two ears and one mouth that’s a fact
Consider the math and don’t ever talk back
to your mum, don’t be dumb

dear James, the laughs on me
dear James, I poured one for two
dear James, no need to explain
dear James

Scars will heal over the lesson will get learned
if you never fall down, you’ll forever get burned
its not cruel to lose,
nah don’t be a fool

hit first and hard
don’t ever turn back
look ‘em square in the eye
and give em that smirk
that you learned
when you were two

dear James, the laughs on me
dear James, I poured one for two
dear James, no need to explain
dear James

all these bromides
now fueling the sound
while I keep my head locked
and set to the ground
maybe ill laugh
just a little bit louder
and keep them waiting for more
do what I say, not what I do
sending signs from me to you

everyone wonders
whose eye you begot
never could tell you
its your mother who thought
that you’d scream
now don’t be obscene

if everything inside of you
is dripping with rage
remember my fate
and resist all the urges to stew
don’t be a fool

dear James, the laughs on me
dear James, I poured one for two
dear James, no need to explain
dear James

Cutting Up LA

Written By: Tom McBride

there’s a shiver in the night
girls are shaking to their bones
still leaving on their lights
when she hears that
subtle knock at home
works the city after dawn
that’s when he likes to get it on

are coeds unaware?
He’s bleeching all his teeth
There’s some pomade in his hair
His creeping down your street

In Hollywood they always stair
No one noticed
his collection of fine hair

He’s cutting up LA
While they are wide awake
She’s not so glad she came
It’s the super-models
brush with fame

He’s cutting up LA

Its on the 5 o’clock news
They found the slashers
yellow boots
While he was walking out the door
He spilled terpentine
on his hard-wood floor
I know its awfully unfair to say
But his morning guests
Don’t have much to say

He’s cutting up LA
While they are wide awake
She’s not so glad she came
It’s the super-models
brush with fame

He’s cutting up LA

Everybody Plays Their Role

Written By: Tom McBride

the spoon man
well he plays the spoons
and the flutist
he plays the flute
the conductor strikes up the band
the audience is
now giving them a hand
the girl sits quietly alone
and everybody plays their role

now the lover seduces the girl
and the night watchman
delivers his pearls
as the priest now stands
and delivers the rites
the audience yawns
making plans for the night
and the man
quietly waits for the throne
and everybody plays their role

as the solider
acts out another truth
the lawyers dips his pen
while bending the rules
the lovers fall asleep
now hand-in-hand
a man they make
fierce will he stand
cause it’s a long way down

and the dog
quietly waits for his bone
and everybody plays their role

Into the Arms of the Wild-Eyed Young

Written By: Tom McBride

Into the Arms of the Wild-Eyed Young
Written by Tom McBride (c) 2010

Well one day I’d like to be betting on the one
That dives into the arms of the wild-eyed young
The one that you knew
when the feeling was mutual
I guess that’s all that can be said

Me, I’d like to greet all the ones
that she finally agreed to
While on her way
Now her
I suppose she stood on the opposite side
Like a sweet babe on display.

Now I hesitated to finally arise
From the back-open page of my dream
The one where she knew
I had waited too long
And held on to her tight

I must have been now close to the wall
I was dealing with her unrestrained needs
One-by-one waited now by her side
For her to fall back on

And when the youth want faster
She said move to the side
She sent her laughter
Down my spine

Feel like the words and the ways that she moved
Were wasted on me while I kept up with her rhymes
She had the heart to tell me my wings were clipped
Said maybe I could use an updated line
Now one-by-one out of her mouth
She refuted everything that I had known
And one-by-one started to make it real clear
That I just maybe could not let go

And when the youth want faster
She said move to the side
She sent her laughter
Down my spine

Discography

Morning in Glen Burnie (2013) - LP
A Brief Head Spin (2011) - LP
Like A Lion (2009) - LP
Headed For (2007) - EP

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All albums are streaming on Spotify, Bandcamp and Pandora + are available for purchase at www.tommcbridemusic.com; or on iTunes and every other digital store.

Set List

Typical Set List is 40-80 minutes of original material from McBride's growing catalogue of 50+ original songs. McBride travels as both a solo artist as well as with a 3-or-4 piece backing band.