Heather Blush and Triple S

Heather Blush and Triple S

 Calgary, Alberta, CAN
BandPopAdult Contemporary

Sassy, sultry, and just plain fun, this trio performs original songs in a genre-crossing jazz/blues/roots style designed to knock your socks off! “… A distinct blues flavour, layered with burlesque overtones and gypsy-swing jazz ornamentation…” Bruce Pollock, FFWD magazine.

Biography

Heathers songwriting and vocals are most often compared to Norah Jones, Joni Mitchell, and Maria Muldaur, but her style is truly unique. Her songs are difficult to categorize, but are most often described as jazz, folk, and R&B-influenced. With song subjects ranging from baseball to synesthesia, listeners are left guessing what will come out of her mouth next. Her eclectic style is not surprising when you consider her background as a classically-trained pianist, folk guitarist, and jazz vocalist.

Heathers debut CD, first blush, released in March 2005, was recorded with Juno award-winning producer Dan Donahue (Valdy, Connie Kaldor) of Winnipeg. It has been receiving radio play on CBC, as well as independent and university radio stations across Canada, and as far away as Portugal, Spain, and Serbia.

While Heather is capable of mesmerizing a crowd in a solo performance, her band of swashbucklers adds a new level. The members of Triple S Captain Steve Hazlett on percussion, Shotgun Stu Davies on lead guitar, and Cannonball Shane Sutherland on bass, each add their own special ingredient to the live show, which combine to produce some tasty grooves. The obvious camaraderie among band members, coupled with their interactive and energetic shows, has captured the attention of many.

Together, the band filmed a music video for Bandage, with director Doug Cook, in the summer of 2006. A new full-length CD is in the planning stages, and should be released by the fall of 2007.
While the bands sound is difficult to describe, one thing is for sure: ink on paper or dots on a screen will not do them justice. Heather Blush and her band of swashbucklers must be seen and heard to be appreciated fully.

Lyrics

Synesthesia

Written By: Heather Blush

I hear the sunlight singing through the window,
And those words falling from your lips, they sparkle just like rain,
All the air around me starts to shake and tremble,
I'm more alive than I could possibly explain.

Before you even made it through the doorway
Felt the heat of a whisper make my temperature rise,
Started humming to the music of your cool little saunter,
Your silhouette smelled faintly of homemade rhubarb pie,

People stare like I'm losing my senses
When I smile at the sound of your touch,
The doctors say it's called synesthesia,
But all I know is I have never felt so much.

I am floating on a wave of unfamiliar,
Surrounded by the bright orange-purple scent of your cologne,
Gonna paint a picture in the key of B-flat,
Let the world experience the taste of life full-blown, yeah.

People stare like I'm losing my senses
When I smile at the sound of your touch
The doctors say it's called synesthesia,
But all I know is I have never felt so much.

Oh, synesthesia, how can this be?
All my senses get mixed up on me,
That old Nabokov's got nothing on me,
That synesthesia sets me free.

People stare like I'm losing my senses
When I smile at the sound of your touch
The doctors say it's called synesthesia,
But all I know is I have never felt so much.

Portrait

Written By: Heather Blush

Bathed in the early morn's golden light,
Your arms wrapped around the space where I laid last night.
Your cheek on my pillow glows warm with sleep,
And your brow, slightly wrinkled, occupied by some dream.

The sheets make a canvas of white
Beneath your shining, perfect skin
Etched into my mind,
This beautiful portrait of a man.

Brushstrokes of hair fall around you, half a smile graces your lips,
The trusting sprawl of limbs...
Through the window, a cool summer breeze
Sweetens the air you breathe.

The sheets make a canvas of white
Beneath your shining, perfect skin.
Etched into my mind,
This beautiful portrait of a man.

I'm tired and my body is weak,
But I'm so full of this picture and so far away from sleep...

The sheets make a canvas of white
Beneath your shining perfect skin,
Etched into my mind,
This beautiful portrait of a man.

I'll always keep this beautiful portrait of a man.

Knocked My Socks Off

Written By: Heather Blush

At the door to a smoky barroom,
You appeared just like in a dream.
Or maybe more like a mirage,
You might as well have been because
You left just as quickly it seemed.

You knocked my socks off, charmed my pants off,
And I gave you the shirt off my back.
Now I'm feeling kind of cold, you would think that I was old enough
To fend off that kind of attack.

How did you melt through my armour?
Why did I let down my guard?
You left me defenseless and shaken,
I'd rather be feathered and tarred.

You knocked my socks off, charmed my pants off,
And I gave you the shirt off my back.
Now I'm feeling kind of cold, you would think that I was old enough
To fend off that kind of attack.

Used to be such a strong person,
Always stood my ground,
I was the one in power,
Never the other way around...

Come back to me to prove I'm not crazy.
I can't stand to feel this weak,
Come back so I can prove I don't love you,
Show you I can turn the other cheek.

You knocked my socks off, charmed my pants off,
And I gave you the shirt off my back.
Now I'm feeling kind of cold, you would think that I was old enough
To fend off that kind of attack.

Discography

first blush - Heather Blush, 2005.
12-song LP produced by multi-Juno award winner Dan Donahue in Winnipeg, MB.

Receiving airplay on CBC, independent, and university stations in Canada, Portugal, Serbia, and Spain.

Set List

Our set lists change from show to show and are adapted to suit the audience. They consist mainly of original songs, and we are always prepared to play late into the night with as many as three sets - 45 minutes to an hour each. Cover songs are often thrown in - we are always adding new ones, but here are some examples:

Don't Know Why - Norah Jones
Forbidden Fruit - Nina Simone
Proud Mary - Ike and Tina Turner
I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor
Chain of Fools/Baby, I Love You - Aretha Franklin
Let's Get It On - Marvin Gaye
Son of a Preacher Man - Dusty Springfield