Bonny  Holmes

Bonny Holmes

BandAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

Roots of old Kentucky with a home in Austin, Texas, a "wholly original and eclectic mix of noirish roots rock and old-world mystique..." Hillbilly pop? Americana? Singer/songwriter, Austin-style, acoustic/rocking (with or without drums).

Biography

New CD "Going Down Fighting" released June 10, 2008. Holmes covers miles of styles with 13 pure Americana singles ranging from the George Jones-style "She's Blonde" to the ethereal pop vibe of "Someone Like You". In between, "Rocking Chair" and "When We Were Laughing" will get you rocking and provide the text behind the cover art, and "Going Home" will take you to the darker side of things. Cheating, running, laughing, fighting, dancing, singing, and moving on--all themes found in Holmes' songs, along with horses, bridges, streetlights, and kisses. With nods to Chrissy Hynde and Lucinda Williams, and deep bows to Bob Dylan and John Prine, Holmes sings her way through the crowd. Backed by rich harmonies and mysterious guitars, this artist will definitely remind you of someone--yourself.

"...Boxful of Trouble finds Holmes singing of love, loss, heartache, and revenge in a way that's strong, kindhearted, and brimming with life. A more accurate comparison of Holmes' music is to that of Lucinda Williams. Like Williams, Holmes possesses a catch in her voice that adds a fitting hint of emotion to her songs. She also shares Williams' fondness for rock, soul, folk, and Texas, and utilizes those influences in a way that's most appealing." (Jim Caligiuri, Austin Chronicle)

Lyrics

When We Were Laughing

Written By: Bonny Holmes

When we were laughing, I felt so alive,
For a moment I knew I was in the right place,
It didn’t last a very long time,
When we were laughing,
About who we are,
On the side of some road, in some broken down car,
On our way back to some old bar,
When we were laughing.

Then we were singing an old country song,
About a golden ring, and two lovers in love,
And how they couldn’t get along,
And we just kept on singing.

Headlights came over the rim, the air got thin,
We were waiting for rescue but I didn’t really want it,
I wanted to keep laughing with no outside interference,
We were laughing, we were laughing

Instrumental

Sometimes I wake up early in the morning,
I keep my eyes shut, I give myself a warning,
Don’t be sad today,
I run my fingers through my hair,
Throw back the covers,
Don’t be sad today, today, today
Ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh.

When were were laughing, I felt so alive,
For a moment I knew we were in the right place,
It didn’t last a very long time,
When we were laughing.

Headlights came over the rim, the air got thin,
We were waiting for rescue but I didn’t really want it,
I wanted to keep laughing with no outside interference,
We were laughing, we were laughing

We were laughing, we were laughing.

Boxful of Trouble

Written By: Bonny Holmes

Pieces of yesterday are shining in your eyes,
Temptation and the devil’s gateway come sneaking up beside,
I throw away my sanity and I jump into the fire,
You can live and live a long long time, and never hear that holy choir.

You got a lot of love inside of you but the devil is in your head,
You come on like a hurricane, drive a fast train through my bed,
Step inside just long enough to look me in the eye,
Then you drive that train right through my brain, as you sing your sweet good-bye.

Chorus:
Boxful of trouble fell out of the sky,
Landed in my yard, put a teardrop in my eye,
I never knew how thirsty I was 'til the well that you dug ran dry,
I never even knew my arms were empty, until you sang your sweet good-bye.

Instrumental

You say you want to be my friend for the rest of your life,
You don’t know how long that is, you don’t want a wife
All that walking in time, all the love that you scatter around,
You say you want a reason for living, I say how ‘bout unconditional love?

Chorus

Going Home

Written By: Bonny Holmes

Don’t fall asleep on the edge of the river,
Or near the place where the pages fall,
Between the cracks and under the water,
Where you can’t feel anything at all.

You take your guns and you put them in a blanket,
Under the bed where nobody can see,
Between the dark and the dim light of morning,
Can’t find the place where you long to be.

Home,
You’re going home.

Take a look around this place,
Nobody’s let you down,
You brought it on yourself this place,
Go take a look around.

Take down the flag that you waved with so much thunder,
Return the lines to their rightful owners,
Forgive the sins you have placed upon the others,
Take down the sign saying one way and no other,

Home,
You’re going home
You’re going home
Going Home

Discography

Going Down Fighting
Boxful of Trouble

Set List

Almost entirely originals, with an occasional Loretta Lynn or maybe Gillian Welch thrown in.