Chris Koza

Chris Koza

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He's the best singer-songwriter to come out of Minneapolis in the last couple of years...he comes up with melodies you haven't quite heard before and sings and arranges them with heart and brains. -- City Pages (September 2005)

Biography

2006 BEST MALE VOCALIST/MINNESOTA MUSIC AWARDS
2006 BEST POP RECORDING for "PATTERNS"/MINNESOTA MUSIC AWARDS
2005 NEW ARTIST OF THE YEAR/MINNESOTA MUSIC AWARDS (Critics vote)
2005 NEW ARTIST OF THE YEAR/MINNESOTA MUSIC AWARDS (member vote)

2005 MUSIC CONFERENCE ACCEPTANCES:
Midwest Music Summit - Indianapolis, IN (July 21 - 23)

CMJ Music Marathon - New York, NY (Sept. 14 - 19)

EXIT PESCE was listed as one of the BEST LOCAL CDs OF 2005 by the Minneapolis Star Tribune, Minneapolis City Pages, Rift Magazine, HowWasTheShow.com

Chris Koza is a natural-born singer/songwriter and dynamic performer with a voice that invites you to sit down and stay awhile. He comes up with melodies you haven't quite heard before, yet ones you'll want to hear again and again. Lyrically rich and image-driven, Chris writes songs that encapsulate all the mystery of a good poem. Also blessed with a knack for composing music that is complex in form, yet refreshing to the ears, he will bring you on a thought-provoking journey you won't want to end.

Though only in his mid-twenties, Chris possesses surprisingly mature songwriting skills that have already earned him some hefty comparisons. Some say they hear a Paul Simon influence and others claim threads of Ryan Adams or Wilco. Critics have been daring to declare him the next Mason Jennings or Conor Oberst. Regardless of contemporary comparisons, however, Chris is quickly establishing himself as a unique voice with a genuineness that is hard to find.

Koza's first album, Exit Pesce, was quietly released in the winter of 2004/2005 and slowly won over regional critics until it was called one of the best local CDs of 2005 by the Minneapolis Start Tribune, Minneapolis City Pages, Rift Magazine and
HowWasTheShow.com. This debut album also led him to win the 2005 Minnesota Music Awards New Artist of the Year awards (member and critics vote).

Chris Koza's new album, Patterns, picks up where his debut left off. The new album is a voyage of acoustic indie-pop through a sea of textures, imaginative lyrics, and creative songwriting. Some songs build to a sonic orgasm of sound while others wind down to intimate whispers.

In addition to the unusually strong skills as a songwriter and performer, Patterns showcases Koza's equally strong producer skills and the proficiency of the musicians he’s lucky to call his friends and bandmates. The combined result is a collection of twelve songs that are alive and teeming with qualities that promise to win over fans from New York to Portland, making Chris Koza "officially the local songwriter to watch" ( Minneapolis Star Tribune).

Lyrics

Tired Eyes

Written By: Chris Koza

those are two tired eyes
grains in the sands of time
all done feeling bad
there's two of everything
tracks to keep covering
all done feeling bad

go on erase yourself
you belong to the setting sun
so set these separate lives:
set your tired eyes

those are two feet of stone
rocks in the gravel road
all done feeling heavy
and the sculpture was a painting long before it came to you
the painting a translation
of a secret hidden view
in the mouth of solitude
the statue builds a soundproof room

go on erase yourself
you belong to the setting sun
so set these separate lives
set your tired eyes

blue skies covering the land
I'm a city boy digging through the stone and sand
the only constellations are freeways and the high-rise round the way
set your tired eyes away

Winning the Lottery

Written By: Chris Koza

you can test a lot of waters before finding the shore / i want to make sure that I know what i'm going there for / and give a lot before getting anything in return / your love's a strict principle / I've got a whole lot to learn

sweet thorn in my side / stay right where you are, bleeding me dry / taking what's yours and making it mine to save / somewhere out of time

things won't get much better til they get much worse / some people call this a life, some people call this a curse / some people stock their shelves with lies and closets with skeletons / but we're all made of bones / we're all wearing skin

sweet thorn in my side / stay right where you are, bleeding me dry / taking what's yours and making it mine to save / somewhere out of time

you can't collect every old stone that's been cast / some hearts are made out of walls / some are made out of glass / put your hand into the fire once more if you must / burn it to ashes, burn it to dust

sweet thorn in my side / stay right where you are, bleeding me dry / taking what's yours and making it mine

sweet thorn in my side / stay right where you are, bleeding me dry / taking what's yours and making it mine to save / somewhere out of time

Look Left Look Right (Patterns)

Written By: Chris Koza

look left, look right
lying on the edge between day and night
that small little space
it yawns and it stretches; interstate nexus

conceives, construes,
winds around in a scribble by the time it gets through
bathing in ink
its nothing for sure but a Rorschach tour

mmm I don't know what to call it
I'd better ask Jackson Pollock

I must be dumb
I don't understand where money comes from
and why its so hard
to spend it on lessons instead of transgressions

instead, instill
a trust in tomorrow the Good Uncle's Will
he's taking care
that if you need crutches, they’re handing out toothbrushes

and milk and cheese
good energy food, the Mutual keys
Stocks in soup cans
connected by strings and six degree flings

and then, at three
in alphabet town what comes after Z?
a brand new start
that's better than clever tornado weather

mmm I don't know what I took
I'd better go back to Seabrook

look left, look right
lying on the edge between day and night
that small little space

Jellyfish (Patterns)

Written By: Chris Koza

pull apart from you
old magnet drawing closer
old deeds and sayings
clothes are different too

the high winds breed
an ease for merging circles
jellyfish wading
in shallow waters

lingering blue, a ghost of a tune
thought of you on that afternoon
lingering two, asleep on the dunes
waking up to a sliver moon

I wandered off
slow bullet from the Cannon
old deeds and senses
dissolve in my transparence

you don't know what it is I saw
you don't know what it's called

lingering blue, a ghost of a tune
thought of you on that afternoon
lingering two, asleep on the dunes
waking up to a sliver moon

Discography

Chris Koza - Patterns (April 2006)
Chris Koza - Exit Pesce (fall 2004)

Set List

typically 50-minute set of all original music. Has in excess of two (2) hours of original material if need be.

1. Tired Eyes
2. God Only Knows
3. Exit Pesce
4. Family Gun
5. Runoff
6. Diving Andromedary
7. Twist of Some Frayed Ends
8. South South Dakota
9. Fear of Mimes
10. Scales
11. Chicago Avenue
12. Midnight Rose