Chris Barber

Chris Barber

BandFolk

"Christopher's voice soars with rich tone and character, coloring the lyrical, everyday lifescape of his stories..." One of Connecticut's premier entertainers, Chris delivers a soulful take on popular favorites and new music.

Biography

Chris Barber's lyrics posesses a deep emotional sensibility that connect with his audience in a very sweet and nostalgic way. "Winslow" invokes the narrative style of Harry Chapin, with elements of americana against New England backdrop. When read, the words seem to have their own melody, and there is an almost instant comfort in the music itself, like the song you have known all your life....Singer/songwriter Christopher Barber has shared the stage with a variety of recording artists, including; Sister Hazel, Edwin McCain, Thin Lizzy, Robin Trower, The Marshall Tucker Band, Deborah Gibson, NRBQ, Deep Blue Something and Flock of Seagulls. As a young musician, he discovered the fretless bass, drawing style and rhythms from exposure to rock, R&B, soul and later, jazz and fusion. A passionate student of music, Christopher continues to explore new avenues of music, now as an acoustic guitar player and composer.

Lyrics

Winslow

Written By: Christopher David Barber

Take me to Winslow,
Down on the waterline,
Dad’s singing mellow,
Those were the best times.
It stopped raining,
Box-seat ticket stub in my hand,
The “Boys”, they were playing,
At Meadowland.

It seems like yesterday;
The forest’s dark
And the snow is bright,
Called in at suppertime,
From a poorly-made fort
At the edge of a lake,
Wishing for summertime,
Making a list of the things I’d do…
Bike rides and waterslides,
Skipping stones from a raft I’d made
Hotdogs and ice cream…
And lemonade

But I’m older now
The days that I long for…
So far away.
The green, green grass,
Tires on the playground
Came down yesterday.
It seems to me,
There’s no use in wishing
Or feeling sorrow,
It’s the lifetime train that we’re missing.

Take me to Winslow
It seems like a lifetime,
But she sings like a sparrow,
And it feels like the right time.
She’s my lady,
Bought some second-rate piece of land,
but the hills there remind me
of Meadowland.

I’m older now
The days that I long for…
So far away.
The green, green grass,
Tires on the playground
Came down yesterday.
Well, It seems to me,
There’s no use in wishing
Or feeling sorrow,
It’s the lifetime train that we’re missing.

Take me to Winslow
Down on the waterline
I’m singing mellow
Now, this is my time.

It stopped raining
Boys-size catcher’s glove in my hand
My son’s first ball game…
At Meadowland.

It seems like yesterday;
The forest’s dark
And the snow is bright.
Called in at suppertime
From a poorly-made fort
At the edge of a lake,
Wishing for summertime,
Making a list of the things I’d do…

Bike rides and waterslides,
Skipping stones from a raft I’d made.
Hotdogs and ice cream…
And lemonade…

Perfect Words

Written By: Christopher David Barber

I wish
Feelings were the same
You said
Circumstances change
We missed
A chance to save our lives
You gave
A forwarding address
I came
In person nonetheless
Could we
Ever change our minds?

Cant’ tell if its love, If it’s right or wrong
Can’t tell from the page I’ve been writing on
Can’t tell from the words you’ve been playin’ on
It goes on and on
And I’m not convinced you’re gone

First date
Lines are much the same
Home late
She forgot his name
They gave
An insincere goodbye
Ordinary people
Finding perfect words to say
If only we could get as far
As “hello” again

I know you don’t sit by the telephone
I know you’re not always online
And leaving a message with your best friend
Is a waste of all our time.

I wish
I never made mistakes
You said
That ain’t what it takes
Will we
Ever change our minds?

That Way

Written By: Christopher David Barber

That Way
Christopher David Barber

Making up for something I lost for myself
Though I’m not alone
Holding back some feelings I had tucked away
Though they never go
Who is to say it can’t go on this way?
I know.
But I can’t help feeling this way
That’s how it goes

When I tell the truth, that you’re everything
You think I’m telling a lie
Thought I’m not myself, I am not someone else
Must be losing my mind
Taking chances I must be a little insane
But I think you’re feeling the same
That’s how it goes

Everything’s fine
Let me take care of this
I’m Fine

If Ain’t so
We’ll make it be
That Way
In time.

Turn back the dial, How’d we get here?
And where do we go?
I’ll look around for a sign post
And I’ll let you know
Maybe its someplace that we’ll never get to at all
But It can’t hurt driving That Way.
‘Cause I don’t know.

Discography

"How Many Ways"2002- 31 North
"Distance"2005-31 North
"In the Raw-The Guernsey Sessions"2006-Solo Demo

Set List

Come Around
Can't Find My Way Home
The Chain
Why Georgia
Into The Great Wide Open
Willin
Listen To The Music
Sonny's Dream
On Broadway
Calypso
When I'm Sixty-Four
Lovely Rita
"316"
My Stupid Mouth
Brown-Eyed Girl
3x5
Blackbird
Overkill
Plush
She Talks To Angels
Keilbasa
Mood For A Day
Something In The Way She Moves
Big Love
Old Man Southern Cross
Fixing A Hole
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Roxanne
Pink Houses
No Such Thing
Maggie May
Love in The Lies
Danny's Song
Skating Away
Give Me One Reason
Falling In and Out of Love
Amie
Psycho Killer
Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard
Tupelo Honey
I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow
Landslide
Lawyers, Guns and Money
Drops of Jupiter
Lonley O'l Night
Midnight Rider
Good Riddance(Time of Your Life)
and more...