Jason Bajada

Jason Bajada

 Montréal, Quebec, CAN
BandFolkPop

"This album, a collection of lovesick rejection songs, should move him into the realm of fine Canadian craftsmen like Rufus Wainwright and Ron Sexsmith." - Metro Canada

Biography

After two independent albums, Puer Dolor (2004) and Up Go The Arms (2006), Montreal singer-songwriter Jason Bajada has joined MapleMusic Recordings for the release of his third album Loveshit. Though the first two albums earned him accolades as one of Montreal’s best songwriters, audiences will be privy to Bajada’s best work yet with the release of Loveshit in February 2009. “This really does feel like a first record because the other ones were never quite what I was looking for. With this one we nailed it,” says Bajada.

A heartfelt portrait of a rollercoaster relationship and its demise, the album showcases Bajada’s knack for dealing in dark subject matter, while delivering catchy pop melodies. (Indeed, music blog More Nights says of his live show: “full of sad songs, but somehow always manages to put a smile of my face.”) “Ten Days in Miami,” the first single, and first song written for the album, came into being during a particularly desperate time – “I was sitting at my coffee table writing and crying,” Bajada says – but has a breezy feel that contrasts with lyrics like “I don’t blink when I look at you / ‘Cause I can’t let you go.” Bajada calls his writing process “the chase for the perfect pop song,” and it’s a hunt that takes him from the upbeat bounce of “Hard Not To Quit” to the stripped-down melancholy of “Sad Song About You #2” and bittersweet boy-girl harmonies on “Home’s Still Your Bones.”

Though writing for Loveshit took place in various cities, including Los Angeles and Halifax, it’s very much intertwined with Montreal, featuring production by Les Troublemakers and a cover of “You Are A Runner (And I Am My Father’s Son)” by Wolf Parade. Bajada headed out on tour as the opener for Montreal songstress Martha Wainwright in December 2008. The city also influenced his writing – “When you have those kinds of quality musicians in your backyard, there’s a challenge there. It’s keeps you on your toes.” Bajada has risen to the challenge and then some with Loveshit, a collection of ten honest and infectious songs that spin heartbreak into musical bliss. Bajada also recently opened for Joseph Arthur in Montreal and Quebec city.

Lyrics

Evolution Kind

Written By: Jason Bajada

Look there’s a girl
She’s genuinely charming
And she’s nuts

Such a pretty girl
She’s got that type of deadly smile
That cuts

No I can’t make up my mind
I’m the evolution kind
At a quarter to ten
No I can’t make up my mind
I’m the evolution kind
Yes, I’ll say it again

Now I can’t stand up
Ideologies are flowing from my stream
Of conscious thoughts, and knots, and pot
We’ve been smoking basked in afterthoughts

When are you going to save me now?
When are you going to save me now?
When are you going to save me now?

No I can’t make up my mind
I’m the evolution kind
At a quarter to ten
No I can’t make up my mind
I’m the evolution kind
Yes, I’ll say it again

Cut, watch, Leave

Written By: Jason Bajada

CUT, WATCH, LEAVE

I've been drawn into the day
The sun caught fire again
Things are different, things are strange
When I've got nothing to say
And the way you look at me's so tired
We've been wired
Now I'm calling the shots
And the words start paving the way

The plane is taking me to hell
And the gasoline's burning us well
You know it's true
The only thing I shouldn't have done
Was to think of you with someone
Down on your knees
With his head back in a pointless magazine dream
It's not what love's supposed to be
You cut my throat
So watch me bleed
Then leave

Lost
We've all been lost
I wish someone had told me the plot
When I got caught, yeah, I got caught
Now the bastards are running away...

...and taking me to hell
The gasoline's done us well
You know it's you
There isn't much I could have done
To prevent us from falling to 1
When we were a 10
The stars were never the end
It's not how love's supposed to bend
You cut my throat
So watch me reach the end
I can't believe I let you break me again

Loveshit

Written By: Jason Bajada

LOVESHIT

Who am I dressing up for?
My girl is in China
I’m buying expensive clothes
William's my only friend now
Caus he's singing me my songs
And his lips are pressed to mine
Soon Suzy will be gone
Will they ever wave goodbye

You'll never find a diamond
When you're hurting like a stone
And LA lost it's beauty when it couldn't heal my soul
Then Nemo said he’d had some loveshit of his own
but now I'm breaking...

Caus you punch like a girl
And I'm crying like a man
Never ending stories
And a mouthful of sand
His hands were on my face
As I needed them replaced
By your pretty fingers
Opening my cage

You'll never find a diamond
When you're hurting like a stone
And LA lost it's beauty when it couldn't heal my soul
Then Nemo said he’d had some loveshit of his own
but now I'm breaking...

Caus I'm seeing you lose a friend
And your pirouettes are hanging on
Every tune I've spent
Is keeping me from changing
So keep singing me my songs
Songs that try to prove you wrong
And keep you from leaving
I'm still waiting for that telephone call
I'm sitll waiting for that telephone call
All this loveshit is enough to make you fall
I'm still waiting for that telephone call

I have no distance left to run at all

Ten Days in Miami

Written By: Jason Bajada

TEN DAYS IN MIAMI

I know you love me
But I figure you can't
When the gates close final
And your dresses are touching new men

You say you're sorry
But honey I really am
There's a life out there
But the vacation is harder to plan

I don't blink when I look at you
Caus I can't let you go

Return to me softly
Like a bee to the hive
When the sugar starts pouring and you smile,
You'll know we've arrived

10 days in Miami
Framed glasses & coal
Lilac from the tree by my house
Were yours forever to hold

You're the woman I'll marry
But I'm drunk in my car
With a big warm blanket of pills
And a sky full of stars

I don't blink when I look at you
Caus I can't let you go

I know you love me
Everyone tells me you do
The hardest part is wondering what you'll do with the romance he gives to you

10 days in Miami
An impossible hell
With the airport flowers
Bringing happiness to the prettiest girl

I don't blink when I look at you
Caus I can't let you go
I can't let you go
Why are you leaving?
Caus I can't let you go

Home's Still Your Bones

Written By: Jason Bajada

HOME’S STILL YOUR BONES

Maybe
You could wait a while
While I can prepare the plans
So I can fix up your smile
Lately
My head's been in a pile
And miles have gone by since you were the answering child

My arms had gone up
But now they must come down
My arms had gone up
But now they must come down
I'm sorry my love, sorry for the sound
Of your heart shattering, dead on the ground

Everywhere you go
There's a comet facing the coldest of poles
Did they tear you down?

You're a beautiful girl in the ugliest town
You're a beautiful girl in the ugliest town
I'm sorry my love, sorry for the sound
Of your heart shattering, dead on the ground

I've been dreaming of ghosts
Cuts like a razorblade, nostalgia alone
Home's still your bones
Move into you, as you move into me
Sit here a moment as you're watching me sneeze
I'm not quite as horny as you'd like me to be

Keep hunting for secrets everyone knows
I've lied to myself, I've lied to my foes
The past is what happened when you were alone
Alone in his room, then you took off your clothes
How did it happen? Why must I know
The images last when I need them to go
I'm sorry my friend
I'm looking for my soul
I'm looking for my soul
If you see it around
Pick up your phone
Pick up your phone
Pick up your phone

Hard Not to Quit

Written By: Jason Bajada

HARD NOT TO QUIT

No one predicted that you'd be the one
To wear the loaded gun
No one suspected, you'd send the bullets
Past our yellow sun, but you did it

No one could fathom the death of a sermon
I'll sing our requiem like a phantom
Moving through walls, like the movies would have em'
Fingers freezing cold
I'll scare your pretty bones
Never growing old

Now I must try and stop loving you
Caus you know what you did
Somehow flustered my id
& I'm finding it hard not to quit

Everywhere's winter, even here with the palm trees
The people in this town haven't met me
Horrible tv is holding me hostage
I'm trapped inside this box caus you've locked it
The icicle melting keeps me from going thirsty
I wanted to marry you and your family
I'm walking a straight line, haven't been drinking
Rules are never rules if you break em'

Now I must try and stop loving you
Caus you know what you did
Somehow flustered my id
& I'm finding it hard not to quit

There will be snowflakes and christmas will happen
But while you're smiling at the airport I'll sadden
If you have discovered who you finally are
Tell me I hadn't met you
That was someone else
Maybe things keep changing
You've taught my heart to melt (yell)

Now I must try and stop loving you
Caus you know what you did
Somehow flustered my id

You can't keep coming home for apologies
Caus you know I'd kiss your mouth
And somehow we could be back
But I'm hurt from all the attacks

I crushed my vices under the lid
Why couldn't you just do the same
Maybe I'd still have a brain
I could enjoy the sound of your name again

Now I must try and stop loving you
I simply think it's impossible
Why'd we have to do what we did?
& I'm finding it hard not to quit

Tired of Talking

Written By: Jason Bajada

TIRED OF TALKING

Sweeping months of lust under the rug
Will she ever hold my hand
I've asked her many times to dance

This appartment's losing all its soul
I've been toying with rubberbands
Making beautiful mud out of this sand
All that we wanted, are now things we can't
Measuring love by the weight of demand

She gets mad at me, now I'm tired of talking
She gets mad at me, now I'm tired of talking

Parting ways with comfort zones and wars
Can you still trust a soul
When she's let you go two times before
Clotheslines far too heavy with these rags
But I keep holding tight
Yet I'm steering a life I'm not steering a kite
Sunshine is losing the stormiest fight
I haven't been furious, just out of my mind
I wont say a word...you've let your actions decide

She gets mad at me, now I'm tired of talking
She gets mad at me, now I'm tired of talking
I'm tired of talking
I'm tired of talking

Sad Song About You #2

Written By: Jason Bajada

SAD SONG ABOUT YOU #2

Please pour me another drink
I have alot to think about
As she walks away

Hell is the August sun
Pounds over everyone
Like a drum - my head is the loudest one

But the girl, she loves me in the morning and at night

Please pour me another life
This one is going to die
And all this static isn't right

Your sandals are still at the passenger floor
Photographs aren't burned
Only stored on the highest shelf
Away from my life and away from my hell

But the girl, she loves me in the morning and at night
But the girl, she loves me in the morning and at night

I'd call you to sing into your ear
To hear the things I will never hear
As you breakaway and leave me with my fears

I'll stay put in this apple tree
Drinking the wine from my sleeve
Caus I miss making you smile
I miss making you smile
I miss making you smile

Is he making you smile?
Is he making you smile?
Even just a little while?

I miss making you smile
I miss making you smile
I miss making you smile

Is he making you smile?
Is he making you smile?
Is he making you smile?
Even just a little while?

Mulholland Drive

Written By: Jason Bajada

MULHOLLAND DRIVE

Rest assured, tonight I died on Mulholland Dr
Swallowing sand
All of this wasn't planned
William was right, I've got to stop it
LA isn't spilling much beauty tonight

Pain keeps pumping out my sides on Mulholland Dr
Ticket to land, when all I want is to fly
William was right, she don't deserve this
LA isn't sleeping until we collide

Texting strangers in the mess of our horrible times
The strobe light triggers the memories later
No I couldn't save her
Come home like a lazer
Jealous isn't my nature
But she loves like a stranger and it's causing me danger

Big black cloud has won its fight on Mulholland Dr
Being sorry is an art you will never understand
Jamie was right, she don't deserve this
LA isn't sleeping until we collide

The eraser is erasing my mind
The eraser is erasing my mind

Texting strangers in the wake of our horrible times
The strobe light triggers the memories later
No I couldn't save her
Come home like a lazer
Jealous isn't my nature
But she loves like a stranger and it's causing me danger

Rest assured, tonight I died on Mulholland Dr
Rest assured, tonight I died on Mulholland Dr
Rest assured, tonight I died on Mulholland Dr
Rest assured, tonight I died on Mulholland Dr

Discography

-NEW ALBUM titled "Loveshit" was released on February 10, 2009: Album licensed to Maple Music Recordings in Canada.
-Up Go The Arms (2006)
-Puer Dolor (2003)
-Live at Cabaret Music-Hall (2003)