Crystin Byrd

Crystin Byrd

BandAlternativeSinger/Songwriter

Unusually intelligent, Melodic Pop-Rock. Crystin Byrd's excellent songwriting that has won her two honorable mentions in the John Lennon Songwriting Contest; authentic and pure vocals showcased in the band's debut self-released album, "My Silence."

Biography

Award-winning singer/songwriter Crystin Byrd has just released her debut CD, "My Silence," recorded and mixed with the reknown Larry Crane (Elliott Smith, Sleater-Kinney, Quasi, The Decemberists). The ablum includes 12 songs chosen from Crystin Byrd's prolific writings from a time period in her life when she was facing and healing from the sexual abuse she experienced as a child. "The CD holds together well as a concept album about breaking the silence and using the voice to discover personal freedom," says Marie Schumacher, a fellow Portland-based singer/songwriter who harmonizes with Crystin in the title track. The songs reveal the vulnerable, yet powerful, the sorrowful, and the joyful, while showcasing the full band's exceptional talents. Crystin Byrd's emotional intensity shimmers in her voice, and through her songs, a quality that has repeatedly brought her the attention of a variety of indie filmmakers, including Rolla Selbak, Chris Roy, and Shilpa Sunthankar, for use as the essential backdrop in pivotal, life-changing moments onscreen.

In just one year, two of the songs featured on the album have received honorable mention in the highly-regarded international John Lennon Songwriting Contest. Her melodic pop-rock music with its unusually intelligent and poetic lyrics is sung with a voice that is emotive and pure, sometimes compared to that of Natalie Merchant or Aimee Mann, but completely her own, and is here lushly produced with a great sensitivity to the message and meanings in this bold debut.

Lyrics

Sing To Me

Written By: Crystin Byrd

Sing To Me

I’m trying to remember all the things I love,
I want to swing on your branches, free to love,
Careless of skinned knees,
Recalling myself in the rapture of your company.
Sing, sing to me.

I’m trying to remember all the things I love,
I want to pick up speed and release the dove,
I’m dropping the whip I used to tame what’s wild,
A purity of joy, the breadth of a smile.
Sing, sing to me. Sing, sing to me.

When you sing, I can hear who I’m meant to be.
When you sing, that is when, I remember me.
Your song is the spark, my essence to recall.
Your song in this moment, deciphers it all.

If song is your art, then capture the moth of my heart,
Put it in your crystal jar, and light all the candles on fire,
Of wings and glass I will learn,
The flames inside, that will not wings burn.

Help me rid myself of this tendency
To think the sky is falling onto me.
Your song will bloom in me,
Unfurling petals I’ve never seen.

When you sing, I can hear who I’m meant to be.
When you sing, that is when, I remember me.
Your song is the spark, my essence to recall.
Your song in this moment, deciphers it all.

When you sing, I can hear over voices discordant with fear,
They sing of mirrors that blur and bend,
Of wounds from which we will never, never mend,
But as I decipher this code of one,
Your voice becomes a Rosetta Stone, a Rosetta Stone.

Sing, sing to me. Sing, sing to me. Sing, sing to me. Sing, sing to me.

I am remembering all the things I love.
I am remembering all the things I love, all the things I love.
c 2001 Crystin Byrd

Gratitude

Written By: Crystin Byrd

Gratitude

You’re right
You have been generous with me
You’ve put enough on my plate tonight
To keep me plenty busy

You’re right
You have helped me so much
I know now who I don’t want to be
Because you’ve been that for me

You’ve a cutting way of being in the world
And a temper tantrum like a little girl
A discarded toy seems your search for truth
Now what you crave is some brand new gratitude
Oh, Gratitude

You’re right
You are one of my greatest teachers
What I suffered at your hands
Has taught me to take the stand I have

Try to squeeze softness out of a stone
Easier for you than making your own
You’ve shown us years of rage and spite
As if your hate is a god-given right
Oh, God-given right

And you ask me why I fight?
For my honesty, my insight
My memory, my ability to judge wrong from right
So I may keep alive this light.

Though you damn me ‘cause I fight,
I’ll fight.
What you’ve tried to yank out of me
I now hand over willingly:

Oh, Bless you for making me strong
Bless you for showing me what feels wrong
Bless you for living how I don’t want to live
Bless you, you’re generous with what you don’t give
Bless you, you’ve reminded me of what is my enemy
You have my gratitude.
c 2001 Crystin Byrd

Discography

2005: debut 12-song album -- "My Silence"
2002: 6 song demo -- "Exhibit B: The Demo Sessions"

Set List

Very Flexible. Set list usually from 30 minutes to 3 hours.

Home
Afraid To Love U
Another Spring
I Surrender
Where The Holes Are
Walking Higher (by Heather Nova)
Elsewhere
Sing to me
My Silence

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It all began
Monster
Against The Rocks
Gratitude
How to breathe
Tropic of Capricorn
Forget
Trisha
Windows down
Too Soon To Say Goodbye