Claire Jenkins Avec Band

Claire Jenkins Avec Band

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A serious romp of whimsy. A boat ride of fancy. A Low Budget Epic. 'captured in all it's glory'- John Sakamoto, The Toronto Star

Biography

The Album: Crow's Nest/ Nid de Pie

Like nothing and everything you have heard before, Claire Jenkins Avec Band with producer Don Kerr bring you their fantastic, fantastical album Crow’s Nest/ Nid de Pie.
This low budget epic was recorded on December 19th, 2006 in sequence and with no overdubs. M. Don Kerr’s living room and dining room became the upper extension of Rooster Studios. Cables were passed up through the heating vents. With twenty-three microphones in place, vision, and a genuine adoration for cracking each other up, the album was recorded.
Special effects were recorded on March 7th 2007. This included: rocking chairs, boxing gloves, bells plunged in water and the hydrophone, a Don Kerr invention.

Les Chansons

The songs were arranged by Caire Jenkins Avec Band with Don Kerr. All songs were composed and written by Claire Jenkins except for: Strange Weather by Tom Waits/ Kathleen Brennan. It appears with permission on the album in a French translation by Claire.

The Live Show

Their home base is in Kensington Market Toronto at the pretty and magical back room of Supermarket. They have played there every month for over a year. October will be their last monthly as it is time for them to remove their training wheels and traipse around. The paper hats, gold dust, and fire are just the beginning.

Biographie

Claire Jenkins Avec Band et réalisateur Don Kerr (connu pour son travail avec Ron Sexsmith) viens de lancer leur premier album : Crow’s Nest/ Nid de Pie.
Née à Montréal d’une mère francophone et d’un père anglophone Claire compose ses chansons dans les deux langes. Elle a fait ses études en théâtre et continue travailler comme comédienne. En spectacle Claire crée un show qui et entre le théâtre et la musique. Inspire des grands chanteurs Barbara et Brel elle vit ses chansons. Et pour nous mettre en appétit, elle utilisent de la poudre d’or, des chapeaux de papier et des cordes et des voiles.

Lyrics

T-Shirt Dreams

Written By: Claire Jenkins

Birthday cards line the walls
Well wishes, water to draw
Make a crack, make a hole
Listen, water falls

You were born on the 93rd floor
Of a high-rise
Far too close to the sun
You burnt your wings
You grew up wondering
If you ever had some

You go oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...
You go oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...

You keep you water pistol handy
You keep it loaded with your spit
Your aim is good
But your shot is lousy

The words you speak are full of heat
Rapid fire is your way
You wonder why the scorched people
Don’t stay

You go oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...
You go oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...

Did you believe it when they said
He was more than a man
They took your mentor
Left an idol

Did you believe it when they said
He was more than a man
They took your mentor
Left an icon

Did you believe it when they said
That he was more than a man
They took your mentor,
Left a t-shirt, a t-shirt, a t-shirt

You go oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...
You go oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...
What makes you stop
What makes you stop

Secret Heroes

Written By: Claire Jenkins

Sam is
Not our uncle
Not our family

We built a raft
Out of the questions we ask
Out of the questions we ask

We sail out
On the water
If we all drop our feet in we’ll have an anchor

There’s no gold on board
No gold allowed, no gold
To weigh us down, no gold

We’re heroes
Secret heroes
We’re he-ro-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oes

The wave is
Not our horizon
We choose what we keep our eyes on

We might get burnt by the sun
But not by anyone
We could be anyone

We’re heroes
Secret heroes
We’re he-ro-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oes

Hey Hey

LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA

Nid de Pie

Written By: Claire Jenkins

Moi je serai le capitaine et le marin
Toi tu sera le marin et le capitaine
On va faire des noeuds et s’emmêler
Et voir le soleil qui se leve

C’est t’a moi à garder l’oeil à l’horizon
C’est à nous à décider
Quand la rive apparaît
Si on débarque ou si on reste
Ici, éloignes

L’eau montera, c’est comme ça
Tant que ça n’arrive pas, allons-y

J’ai raison, j’ai raison
De laisser mes beaux mots prendre leurs vols
Tu peux grimper au nid de pie
Pour voire jus qu’ou ils vont avant qu’ils plongent

T’a raison, t’a raison de rire à tout ce que je dis
Chaque éclat de toi
Mets du vent dans nos voiles
On n’a pas besoin d’une régate
Pour prouver qu’on peut gagner

L’eau montera, c’est comme ça
Tant que ça n’arrive pas, allons-y
L’eau montera, c’est comme ça
Tant que ça n’arrive pas, allons-y

Harold, Coco

Written By: Claire Jenkins

Little-Bo-Peeping-Tom and Circus-Sized-Man are walking around
The outskirts of town
They’re looking for the big, the big tent top, they quit their jobs at
The record shop

Circus has to duck to avoid getting clocked by the trapeze lady
As she sails down the street
Her name is Edith; she says ‘I’ll show you the way you’re funny looking,
Maybe you can stay.’

Callings are calling

Edith twirls and twists of her bar, flashes the smile she used
When she was a star,
She flips open the curtained doors they look out on
Lighted ring shores

Callings are calling

There’re half a dozen clowns with their noses off
Debating the grace of Baryshnikov
There’s a fire eater sipping some water
And the acrobats are having their nap.

Harold’s the tightrope walker. He dreams about the sea-line.
He dreams he’ll take his rope down and be a sailor
Coco’s the pyramid topper, a forgetful fantasy maker
She dreams the same story all the time.

Callings are calling

Tom goes straight for the center ring light and Harold drops a top hat
On his head.
Circus stands in the wings and watches and grins and water
Brims in his eyes

Callings are calling,
Callings are calling

Five and Twenty

Written By: Claire Jenkins

Tired of the win(d)
Tired of you
Tired of me
Tired of the man who knows
And of that woman who got left alone

There must be a way
Of laying down some words
Under someone who is falling

The right wing beats harder
Stronger
The world is spiraling
Each slice of the pie kills one more black bird
But what an honour to be set before the king

There must be a way
Of laying down some words
Under someone who is falling

You’re right
You’re good

You’re right
You’re good

There must be a way
Of laying down some words
Under someone who is falling

There must be a way
Of laying down some words
Under someone

Feel the wind, the breeze
I’m excited for you
I’m excited for me

Susie

Written By: Claire Jenkins

Susie I love that you love blueberries
Susie, come pick some, just you and me

We’ll go out with our bins
Fill them up to the brim
Maybe bake
Something beautiful
Or just eat our fill

Susie I love that you love blueberries
Susie, come pick some, just you and me

Doesn’t matter how heavy that they get
You and me can carry
You and me can carry
Any load
Truth be told

Susie I love that you love blueberries
Susie, come pick some, just you and me

We met under tumbling clouds
Held hands out
Caught bits of the sky
You and I
You and I
You and I

Stained fingers stained toes
We’ll make wine with our souls
We’ll make wine with our souls
And drink our fill
And be beautiful

Susie I love that you love blueberries
Susie, come pick some, just you and me
Susie I love that you love blueberries
Susie, come pick some, just you and me…

Dis-Moi

Written By: Claire Jenkins

J'ai envie de parler français
J'ai envie de tomber en amour
J'ai envie j'ai envie, j'envisage un jour
De rentrer chez moi
Lieu de mes premiers exploits

Quand je rentre je serai une tempête de son
Et on va péter les plombs
Mais là je suis qu'un éclair
Alors à bientôt j'espère

Dis moi, dis moi, je suis ton nomade
Dis moi que je suis un vent avec surface
Dis moi dis moi avec toi, je serai toujours chez moi

Je veux voir de la beauté
Je veux voir le monde entier
Je veux je veux j'ai de la volonté
Que rien ne m'empèche
Meme un homme qui me plait

Mais c'est qui celui-là avec les yeux si doux
Un soleil se lève chaque fois qu'il me touche
Chaque fois qu'on s'embrasse on bouleverse la terre
Alors à bientôt j'espère

Dis moi, dis moi je suis ton nomade
Dis moi que je suis un vent avec surface
Dis moi dis moi avec toi, je serai toujours chez moi

Alors je fais mes valises: une paire de bottes une paire de jeans, une chemise.
Un pull pour quand il fait froid et qu'il n'y a aucun bras pour m'entourer.
Je vais retourner, je vais retourner, je vais retourner, je vais retourner

Dis moi, dis moi je suis ton nomade
Dis moi que je suis un vent avec surface
Dis moi dis moi avec toi, je serai toujours
Mais toujours mon amour…chez moi

Discography

Crow's Nest/ Nid de Pie - Sans Label - Sept. 10, 2007

Currently receiving radio play on:
CBC Radio 1 and 2 (regional and national)
Radio-Canada
CKUA (including Feature)
CIUT (including Feature)

Set List

Song's from Crow's Nest/ Nid de Pie. Music, gold dust and paper hats. Flexible length.