Charlie Sohmer

Charlie Sohmer

BandFolkCountry

Songs that say something, played beautifully on acoustic string instruments.

Biography

I started writing songs when I was 20. That's thirty nineyears ago, and I haven’t stopped yet. There must be over 400 by now, but I get paid even less for counting them, than I do for writing them, so I don’t bother counting them anymore. Except for the latest one - I always count that one.

One of my songs won the Ontario Council of Folk Festivals' 2007 Songs From The Heart Competition. Being the only thing I've ever won in my life ( besides the heart of my darling wife ), this has caused me to moderate somewhat, my long-held, low regard for these kinds of contests. I now think they are pretty cool.

I’ve recorded 6 albums, but only released 5 of them, cause I didn’t like the mixes on the second one.

I’ve performed a lot across Canada, in clubs and concert halls and festivals. I was a Songwriting Finalist at Falcon Ridge Folk Festival and SolarFest, and I like recording, but mostly, I love playing for live audiences – that’s where the magic is, and I‘m a big sucker for magic.

I played guitar exclusively (have this sweet ’64 Gibson Hummingbird) until about 10 years ago, when for some mysterious reason, I fell in love with the banjo, and ever since, that’s almost all I play. I think it’s because of the droning 5th string (I call it the ‘doink’ string), that gives the song a bit of a hiccup, or backbeat propulsion … sometimes I miss the near orchestral resonance of the guitar’s six strings … but only sometimes. Mostly I love how playing the banjo makes me feel great.

I guess this where I should tell you about all the famous musicians who have ‘closed’ shows for me, over the years. Or maybe talk about all the other musical hats I’ve worn (club owner, concert/festival promoter, artist manager, radio show host, tax accountant). But I like it best when the music speaks for itself.

Here is my contact information:

Glowing Hearts Music
Tel: (613) 521-6446
Email: csohmer@gmail.com
Url: www.myspace.com/charliesohmer

Lyrics

Lean In A Little Closer

Written By: Charlie Sohmer

Lean In A Little Closer

I painted the town a deeper shade of red
I washed all my memories away
Sometimes it gets cold, without feeling
Sometimes it breaks from under the weight
I must have left my wallet on the table
But the name of that bar I can’t seem to recall
There’s always a girl, dying to be needed
Always a step that you miss when you fall

Lean in a little closer baby snuggle up tight
Let me be your loving daddy, let me make things right
It never feels too good when a love runs out of gas
Sometimes it feels better just to laugh

They know me by my beer at the neighbourhood pub
I guess that speaks volumes about who I’ve become
I tell as many lies as the rest of the guys
In the morning my head’s still beating like a drum
I got to this fork in the road by myself
And I’ll probably choose wrong again
But I’m betting that your smile keeps me warm a long while
That the road stretches on and on before it ends


Never Been On Time

Written By: Charlie Sohmer

Never Been On Time

Maybe broken-hearted, down on bended knee
Maybe fooled and flattered where I ought to be
Maybe cold and lonely, begging for a sign
Been on top, but never been on time

I have followed blindly shadows in the dark
Seeking truth and comfort deep inside my heart
Noble gestures often wither on the vine
I been on top but never been on time

Been around the block a half a dozen times
I just draw the same conclusions every single time
I may be dazzled, I may go blind
But I don’t care enough to cry

I could hold my baby softly in the night
Kiss away the sadness falling from her eye
Maybe keep her secret, maybe testify
Been on top, but never been on time

Overlooking favours, passed from hand to hand
Tempted to believe what I can’t understand
Work to fill my belly, prayer to fill my mind
Been on top, but never been on time

chorus

I can smell the cool earth fallin’ on my grave
Taste the bitter harvest - what little I could save
I may die tomorrow, til then I’m doing fine
Been on top but never been on time

Who Do You Think It Was

Written By: Charlie Sohmer

Who Do You Think It Was

Somebody gonna hear me cry
Awful feeling deep inside
Can’t nobody else decide
Where I must make my stand
These days the sun hangs awful low
Shifting sands – can’t stand no more
Oil makes the motors go
Farther than the driver

Who do you think it was, who do you think it was
Who do you think it was, turned me from my saviour

These trees are marked and clearly cut
To make a buck, no matter what
In the end, say all we got
Was paper for our prayer books
They lick me for my precious vote
And they squeeze me til I start to choke
When every breath sticks in my throat
I’m on my knees, prayin’
Who do you think it was, who do you think it was
Who do you think it was, turned me from my saviour

I shudder when my neighbours fight
Black and blue screams through the night
Aint two wrongs to make this right
Ever again
I close my eyes to make them stop
Pray they hear me loudly cough
Tonight that just might be enough
But probably not

Who do you think it was, who do you think it was
Who do you think it was, turned me from my saviour
Who do you think it was, who do you think it was
Who do you think it was, that saved me from myself

c. Charlie Sohmer

Blue Satin

Written By: Charlie Sohmer

Blue Satin

I go down to the payroll office to see just what I got
Takin care of business, and find out what I ought
People with smilin they hand me a big fat cheque
Say what you do with all that money
Maybe go out n raise some heck

chorus:
Heaven maybe take
Half o what I make
I don't know what I know
Me and my blue satin, we gotta roll

Baby since you ask
Takin me to task
Say I should when I don't
Me and my blue satin, we goin home

Six months down on a bungalow,seven down on a stove
I change my mind a dozen times Bout that little car I drove
Salesman kicking the fender, tellin me how good she ran
But only bucket in a front seat is in a blue paint in a can

chorus

She Know How To Rock You

Written By: Charlie Sohmer

She Know How To Rock You

She know how to rock you, she know how it feels
With every laugh she toss aside, a little more reveals
She make each moment stretch, we make each other cry
I bend to capture her

She know how to hurt you - just by leaving you alone
That window what you press against is covered with her smoke
See all I imagined, all I believed
While credits crawl I force myself to see

cho. When time is sand, the coast is clear
Old friends forget what got them here
Any sudden move would sharpen the night
All that sadness run and hide

She know how to save you, so you die a little slower than before
On every stone you walk upon, the thirst just begs for more
And somewhere on his diving board he choose the fear he face
I need to talk to him

c. Charlie Sohmer (SOCAN)

His Heroin and His Horn

Written By: Charlie Sohmer

His Heroin and His Horn

Billy said I want to be a comet, a candle in the rain
Don’t want to grow no older, or smarter from the pain
So he sat hunched over his Steinway, waiting for another storm
Like Charlie hunting in the neon glow
For his heroin and his horn

It pass from one glance to another, slap like a casual kiss
Drip from his ear to the base of his spine
It don’t count whenever it miss
It flash from a sominex dancing dot, if they’s crumbs I’d never be born
Just checkin the path for clues that he left
With his heroin and his horn

There’s a train for Tunisia, but I tore up my ticket
They can send me my mail, but I don’t think I’ll need it
Measure the night, beats cut in half, bass is racing out of the wax
He pin his arm, soft in his sleep
The curious breathe vicariously

Motion sickness, cane in his hand
Then firing each round til he can’t even stand
Bent to discover, the hiding then warm
It’s Charlie, his heroin and his horn

c. Charlie Sohmer (SOCAN)

Fool For You

Written By: Charlie Sohmer

Fool For You

Sometimes I’m ready, but the ink runs dry
Take some serious listening to turn me down
I got this shaking somewhere deep inside
There’s kicking - but there’s no sound
All day long while they’s watching by the road
The sun is steel against the sky
Got some righteous purpose, as they huddle close together
They scared but they gonna try

Loon on the lake, waves slap against the shore
I had enough but I didn’t care
All my good intentions - a bit out of reach
I could run, but I just stare
Keep it simple, say a hundred on the nose
Feel that thunder through my blood
There’s the moon behind a curtain, shining like some diamond
It sharp, but it barely cut

When I get up - I get knocked down
Bitter smile like a frown, the more I play the more I lose
Some are hot, some are cool,some just treat me like a fool
But every time they do - I play the fool for you

Open ended when it come time to give
I share what little I don’t need
You got this sexy look dance across your face
But this hunger too hard to feed
I know you’re listening with your head against my heart
Passing secrets in your sleep
You got this crazy kind of anger, your fists are folded
But it’s just sirens in the street

Discography

Independent Albums

1990 - Some Shadows Lead You On
1992 - Spirit Jewels
1996 - Casual Rake
2000 - The Kiss Before The Calm
2006 - Dying To Have A Good Time

Set List

Sets vary, chosen from a repertoire covering 5 released albums. They are usually about 60 minutes in length, always catering to the needs of the presenter and her/his audience.