Derek Miller

Derek Miller

BandRockBlues

The Dirty Looks (Curve) Derek cranks out his distinctive brand of guitar-fueled barn-burnin’ blues rock with all the possessed intensity of a man who’s made midnight deals at every sulphuric crossroads from here to hell and back. Jeffrey Morgan

Biography

Derek Miller is Link Wray and Hank Williams on peyote.
Derek Miller is a howling voodoo wolf with a guitar on his back.
Derek Miller is a completely original rock’n’roll legend.

Derek Miller (Bear Clan) Born Oct 29th 1974, on the Six Nations of the Grand River, Mohawk Territory. Derek’s musical journey began when his mother gave him a warped neck Fender guitar fished out of his deceased grandfathers closet at the age of 13. “Looking back at it now, it was as though his spirit was saying, take this, talk to me through this instrument and everything will be fine.” He connected with the guitar and feverishly devoured all he could, playing with his cousins and friends, copping licks from his mother’s extensive record collection. “She used to dance me to sleep, so I often wondered if that’s why I had time and rhythm…but I do tend to push the beat hard.”

A few years of playing and a few low-tech demos later, Derek gave his first offerings to the public of what he could really do…and people took notice. Like former music writer Howard Druckman who first brought Derek to the attention of a public outside Six Nations, and famous peace advocate Buffy St. Marie who would eventually take Derek on the road with her, exposing him to Canada at large. Writing, recording, and the road followed with Derek putting out the Sketches EP, as well as heading south to Phoenix and garnering producer credits in 2000 for Keith Secola and The Wild Band of Indians hit Fingermonkey. In 2002 he released Music Is The Medicine and began to focus more on his own career. He was recognized with a Juno Award for this album, a spiritual journey for Derek, using music as the catalyst for the curing of a troubled soul. The success of that recording gave way to international touring for the better part of 2 years to far away lands like Norway, Greenland and France, and hanging out in NYC with friends such as Jim Jarmusch who coined the Link Wray/Hank Williams comparison.
“By 2005, I felt like I had given my soul completely to the devil…touring, drinking and pumping my body full of drugs…it had me reeling pretty bad…thank the Maker for friends saying ‘get help’…that’s what I was battling as I went to record The Dirty Looks. It was the hardest thing I’d done at that point, then I went through rehab and wrung out the laundry. Through native culture, ceremony and trauma recovery I felt I’d won my soul back…and you can hear that torture on that record, and man, I’m just grateful I lived through it.”
Dirty Looks is full of changes and experience that can be heard on songs like ‘Devil Come Down Sunday’ a song written as a testament to life after you get through the hard livin. Derek wrote this song in 10 minutes directly following a near death car experience in the Ontario bush that almost took his life in the same way it took his father’s. ‘Ocean (All Night Long)’ is a prayer to his grandfather on the other side; ‘10 000 RPM’ is the American dream being a fast car and a hot woman, both showing no remorse or consequence and ‘Stormy Eyes’ is a cry to war with your greatest enemy…yourself.

“You just get sick of the smoke and mirrors of show business…but this music has no apology nor does it come from a formula…and I’m so thankful I’m able to tour because I’m told it’s WAY better live!” The Dirty Looks is Derek’s story, a story of experience, troubles, good times and bad, of a man fighting for his life and winning.

Lyrics

Stormy Eyes

Written By: Words and Music by Derek Miller

Hello stormy eyes
The whispers done blown
I been lost, I feel so strange
Just drifting along
It’s enough to drive you crazy

Tear down your night
Never had anyone that felt so right
Don’t lose faith now just hold on tight
It’s enough to drive you crazy

War your masters wage again
Hold me close don’t let me die

Tear down your night
Never had anyone that felt so right
Don’t lose faith now just hold on tight
It’s enough to drive you crazy

Hello starry eyes
Your dream past by your cloud
I’ve been lost, I feel so strange
Just drifting along
It’s enough to drive you crazy

Tear down your night
Never had anyone that felt so right
Don’t lose faith now just hold on tight
It’s enough to drive you crazy

Tear down your night
Tear down your night
Tear down your night
Tear down your night

10,000 RPM

Written By: Words and music by Derek Miller and Morningstar Diabo

She like the purr of her engine at 10 000 RPM
She got it tall in the back burning streets like a rebel gem
Mind of a lady heart of a 5.0
Lighting it up she don’t care if she got no where to go

Slipping and a sliding, shucking and a jive
Revolution gonna bury my throne
Glint on your horizon, seduction throes arise
On the crime of dinosaur bones

Hot to the touch the road always calls her name
Don’t hang around much, her destination never stays the same
See the danger in her eyes, her stare is dirty deep dark and cold
Blowing it up she don’t care if she got no where to go
Lighting it up she don’t care if she got no where to go

Shucking and a jiving, slipping with a slide
Revolution gonna bury my throne
Glint on your horizon, seduction throes arise
On the crime of dinosaur bones
Slipping and a sliding, shucking with a jive
Idle minds turn to tombstones

I have everything you need, I have all your desires
Dancing like a fool give me all I need, yeah…
With your tongue wrapped in fire

Don’t stop for nothing, ain’t no tellin her no
Gets what she wants and she knows exactly where she can go
This hot running woman take you places that you never been
Hit the road running, nevermind cause you’ll never win…

Shucking and a jiving, slipping with a slide
Revolution gonna bury my throne
Glint on your horizon, seduction throes arise
On the crime of dinosaur bones
Slipping and a sliding, shucking with a jive
Idle minds turn to tombstones
Glint on your horizon, seduction throes arise
On the crime of dinosaur bones
On the crime of dinosaur bones

Ooh La La

Written By: Words and music by Derek Miller

Ooh la la la la la la la la
Ooh la la la la la la la la

I met a lonely stranger…kissed me after dark…we danced in the moonlight and found a little spark…I find her irresistable…I tremble all night long…she make me feel so mmm…likenothing could go wrong…and she said…

Ooh la la la la la la la la
Ooh la la la la la la la la
Broken all the words you spoke, shining down on her veil…

She got no hang ups…she don’t mind the rain…she make me smile…she make me feel no pain…this lonely little danger couldn’t do no wrong…this lonely little stranger couldn’t last that long…

Broken all the words you spoke, shining down on her veil… Broken all the words you spoke, shining down on her veil…

Ooh la la la la la la la la

Discography

The Dirty Looks - 2006
Muisc Is The Medicine (2002)
Sketches (1999)

Set List

Depends on event and venue.
Mainly 45-90 min set.