Carly Bak

Carly Bak

 Inverness, Florida, USA
SoloAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

Singer /Songwriter
"Carly’s songs reflect her raw intuition and sixth sense of humor...She's Got Moxie and delivers with Grit, Gravel, and Grandeur! A powerful gutsy folk/blues voice that will leave you begging for more!" ~ Citrus Chronicle

Biography


Carly Bak

Songwriter ~ Creator ~ Producer ~ Performer

"I have many passions but all stem from my childhood infatuation with nature, music, folklore and watching people. Songwriting is my therapy and a way of sorting out life!"

Wild Women Revue

"She's Got Moxie!" Unearthing the Secret Society of Wild Women with true
"Grit, Gravel, and Grandeur" "Fasten your seat belts ...Its going to be
a bumpy night!)


Cowgirl Logic ~ Based on the song & stories of honky-tonk barroom culture…from a well-seasoned cowgirls perspective. A little naughty but not perverted. A bona fide honky-tonk barroom experience!


I got my first guitar at the age of ten. I remember it well. We lived in a little trailer park at the edge of a one horse town on the prairie, White River SD...population 500. A Lakota Sioux man by the name of Howard Sharp Butte, came by the house and hocked a guitar for a little cash from my mother. I taught myself a few chords and began writing poetry and putting words to music.


From a one-room country school on the prairie, with no running water, an outhouse and only six students, we moved to Kensington MD. Talk about culture shock! Needless to say I
did not fit in. This was around 1965 or so. There was a lot of rioting and demonstrating going on from the Civil Rights movement and Vietnam war protesters and much friction inside the school systems. I felt as though I had been thrown to the lions! This was not something familiar
to me. While everyone else was so involved in taking sides, I was lost and a backward country girl to most. But then, there was RoseWashington, my peer and mentor from 5th & 6th grade.


Rose and I could not have been more opposite! From the color of our skin, to our dialect and taste in music, we were opposites! She was an inner city girl familiar with Martin Luther King, street gangs, the Black Power movement and Motown. Iwas a country girl, familiar with horses and cattle, Loretta Lynn &Patsy Cline.  I guess Rose just felt sorry for me and she took me under her wing, although never openly. When we were alone, she taught me the
street lingo, all about Motown sound and how to dance like Soul Train!


My first public appearance was in the 5th grade. I hooked up with Debbie, a class mate from a little town in SouthCarolina. She was a southern country girl with a southern drawl to match and we shared the same distaste for city life and longing to go back home. Many times we would write notes back & forth in class, plotting our great escape. Together, we were a hot duo! With Rose Washington's backing, we decided to sign up for the school's talent show. We were so excited when it came time to do our songs on stage...we were ready!


Our first song went over well..."God didn't make little green apples, and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time"...


Then came our second song...Harper Valley PTA..."Well it happened that the PTA was gonna meet that very afternoon. And they were sure surprised when Mrs Johnson wore her miniskirt into the room. And as she walked up to the blackboard I can still recall the words she had to say. She said I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA."


We got a standing ovation from the kids and a brow beating from the principle and teachers and disqualified from the contest right then and there!


When I was about 14 or 15 yrs old, I began singing in the church and small coffee houses around the DC area. Listening to everything from Motown, (thanks to Rose) the blues, country, folk, jazz, rock & roll....I loved it all. But my own songs were much closer to my heart, cover's were just inspiration to me. I never really had much of a desire to sing them in public.


Then came high school, I learned a lot playing music in the girls bathroom,everything from my first kiss to smoking cigarettes and pot, strip poker to Janis Joplin tunes and Southern Comfort. At the age of 16, with an airplane ticket to Salem Oregon and a guitar in hand, I left that city behind, never looking back!


My curiosity and love of adventure has taken me down many a road, some smooth and easy going, some very rough and rugged...learning a lesson or two along the way! All have given me
different points of view and plenty of life experiences to write about!


Wherever I go, I love to play the small town local hangouts, because this is where colorful local, people socialize, where tall tales are told, sad songs are sung and life's drama unfold! This is the back bone of good original songs.




Lyrics

Ode To A Cowboy

Written By: Carla Bak

Ode To A Cowboy
Carla Bak

Chorus
Headed Down that dusty road to nowhere
Honey I've been on this road a time or two
Just when I think I'm getting somewhere
I circle back around and I start heading down
That dirty dusty road to nowhere

A long time ago I should have given up that bottle
Along with my old can a skoal
Taken my gambling money stashed in the cookie jar
And bought me a ticket to somewhere

Chorus

They say this road is always paved with good intentions
Honey I hear to beg that's my case
The truth is that I'm nothing but a broken down cowboy
You can see the life I've lived on my face

Chorus

I've been slammed to the dust, taken a bull by the horns
But never have I ever been so blue
The day that you gave me the old ultimatum
And I chose this rodeo life over you

I Really Don't Care

Written By: Carla Bak


I Really Don't Care
Carla Bak
I stare out my window and wait for something that just ain't there
I cry tears on my pillow for someone who's never cared
I shout at the moon and stars and get angry with God
Tell myself I'm glad that it's over then start thinking it's rather odd

Chorus
But I really don't care
No I really don't care
Been though a lot in my life, not looking fresh as a daisy
Got things weighing heavy upon my mind, I've gone a little bit crazy
But I really don't care

It's 3 am When I walk in the door and throw my clothes on the floor
3 weeks of dirty dishes stack up a mile high, I don't ever ask why
I'm having a hard time I guess, with just getting up in the morning
When everyone is out living there life, I watch movies that are boring

Chorus
But I really don't care
No I really don't care
Been though a lot in my life, not looking fresh as a daisy
Got things weighing heavy upon my mind, I've gone a little bit crazy
But I really don't care

Your mama stops by just to tell me that the kids are doing fine
After she'd left I busted out laughing and poured another glass of wine

I stop and think about all the reasons why I should be happy for you
As I reach for a way to ease the pain I tell myself I glad were through

Naughty Girls

Written By: Carla Y Bak

Naughty Girls
so long it's been good knowing you
You taught me what a good girl is and ain't
Lord knows I've got a wanderin soul
I never claimed to be no saint

Sometimes it ain't bout right or wrong
Good and bad or who's to blame
Sometimes its just the way it is
Some things can't be explain

Chorus
I stand before you my love
Never thought I'd see this day
When I could look you straight in the eye
And say what I'm bout to say

Bridge ¾ TIME
I'm tired of being a sensible fine wife
Waiting for you to come home

4/4 TIME
Take me back to the wild side of life
Walk away and leave me alone

Good girls, will always treat your right
While naughty girls have tasted freedom
She'll untie those apron strings, spread her wings
Fly away in search of passion

You once said, I 'm Mae West's evil twin
Aint it crazy how I'm just like her
When face with two evils a naughty girl will choose
The one she's never tried before

Everthing But You

Written By: Carla Y Bak

Everything But You

Headed down this lonely road
God only knows why I chose
to leave you standing in the rain

I know I broke your heart in two
All your words I misconstrued
Just to make my exit free from blame

I let my selfish desires
Push me through the wire
Now the cuts are deep, I bleed, and the pain is real

I wander down these back roads
Looking for that love I use to know
In the arms of a lover I just can't feel

Life has a way of making you pay
For every mistake you ever made

I spend my precious time replacing things I've left behind
Everything is as was and I make do

It' a lonely road I travel down memory lane gets insane
Everything has been replaced …………but you

Discography

Albums streaming on Sound Cloud, Jango Radio, WNFM

People & Places I've Been 2010
1. Man In The Moon
2. I really Don't Care
3. Ode To A Cowboy

Moonshine Mama 2013
1. Don't Open My Door
2.Everything But You

Sabal 2013
1. Naughty Girls

Set List

Performances:

Wild Women Revue

"She's Got Moxie!" Unearthing the Secret Society of Wild Women with true
"Grit, Gravel, and Grandeur" "Fasten your seat belts ...Its going to be
a bumpy night!)


Cowgirl Logic ~ Based on the song & stories of
honky-tonk barroom culture…from a well-seasoned cowgirls perspective. A
little naughty but not perverted. A bona fide honky-tonk barroom
experience!