Her Sweet Time

Her Sweet Time

BandFolkAcoustic

Home spun folk... Making music, telling stories, traveling the back roads, never in a hurry... Like a lazy night by the camp fire, or a party in your good friend's kitchen.

Biography

A balance between light and dark, warm sunshine and gale winds, Her Sweet Time is all about going with the flow.

Originally from Ontario and Quebec, Beth Miller and Caroline Shooner first met in 1996 on the open stage of the Fat Cat, in St. John's, Newfoundland. Beth bought Caroline a beer, one thing led to another, and they became musical pals…

Poet and arctic traveler, Beth Miller is Her Sweet Time's lead singer-songwriter ("A strong and original talent", The Great American Song Contest; winner International Narrative Song Contest 2005). Inspired by her adventures and her small town origins, her tunes convey in a story-telling style the tender bittersweet quality of everyday life.
Montreal-born Caroline adds to the mix her sweet harmonies and the cheerful twang of her banjo. She also contributes the occasional French "chanson".

The girls took to the road in 1999, wandering from Cape Spear to Vancouver Island in their old van Lizzie (may she rest in peace). The trip and a few van troubles inspired the idea of Her Sweet Time, a reflection on their new direction in music and in life. From one big island to another, they traded the North Atlantic winter storms for February crocuses, and settled in Victoria, BC.

"Storm Dancing" is Her Sweet Time's latest CD. Beth and Caroline definetely took their sweet time with this new recording. After a year on the road, traveling the country and digging their roots in Ireland and the Czech Republic, the pair returned to Victoria. In the tradition of their first album, they set up a home recording studio and, in between sirens and dogs barking, managed to record a few sweet tracks.

Serendipity was at work on the winding road that brought this CD to an October release. Fall is a good time to launch “Storm Dancing”. The season seems to inspire the same themes: thankfulness, remembering folks who are no longer here, letting go and moving on… This new CD is about being grateful for it all.

Lyrics

Alison & Me

Written By: Beth Miller

I'm sitting on a mountain in Banff, Alberta
Riding in a truck with a friend I hardly know
It was good of you to buy me that beer
when I was broke
You were kind to love me when I was all alone

Don't let the wind blow you away
until you're ready to go

It was a very good day
as we headed on to the highway
We were going somewhere we hadn't been before
We made ourselves a sign at work
And headed out the door
Our Somewhere or Bust Please,
Going Anywhere sign

Don't let the wind blow you away, friend of mine

First ride we received
took us down to Lake Louise
We'd been that way before
so we said there's more to see
Before long we we're riding
in an eighteen wheeler rig
With Willie on the box and Marv behind the wheel
Riding through the mountains,
Listening to the CB
We were wondering
where the wind was going to take us
Alison and me

We dropped Marv's load near Seattle
I hadn't been that way before
I hoped I wouldn't be missed at work
If I was gone for a week or more
I had no I.D. for the border crossing
So I hid on the cab floor

Don't let the wind blow you away
‘til you know for sure
That was the last thing I heard
As I was walking out the door

When we got into Seattle
Alison needed a cigarette
No extra clothes or I.D. in a strange country
Our short adventure
had become much more than this
We took a ferry through the clouded mountains
Talked philosophically about street lights
We were gone a long while
Alison and I

I'm sitting on a mountain in Banff, Alberta
I'm riding in a truck with a friend I hardly know
It was good of you to buy me that beer
when I was broke
You were kind to love me
when I was all alone

Don't let the wind blow you away
until you're ready to go

Hanging Out The Wash

Written By: Beth Miller & Caroline Shooner

Alice said to Lucy :
"I’m tired of this town, there’s nothing ever good on T.V. and the news is getting me down, it’s getting me down"

Lucy says : "My doctor tells me
to take my pills every day,
the doctor says in four to six weeks I’ll feel better but this misery just won’t go away...
Sometimes it seems like it’s all around me, just like the blue sky and these clouds of grey"

Well, I for one am leaving tomorrow, I’m tired of sitting around,
Waiting for a job,
hoping for a lover,
or for somebody to buy the next round...

Alice says : "Preacher Dan was by the house, trying once again to save my soul
He is worried about my unnatural passions, and he wants me to meet his cousin Joe."

Lucy looks up at the sky and wonders when would be a good time for all she has to do
Daisies for the driver of the flying machine who takes her on a trip, wouldn’t it be so hard to trip the light fantastic away from here?

Hey Lucy, what do you think about the weather?  
Alice, I think it’s a crying shame... Sometimes it seems we spend half our lives hanging out the wash hoping it isn’t going to rain!

Well, I for one am leaving tomorrow,
I’m tired of sitting around,
Waiting for a job,
hoping for a lover
or for somebody to buy the next round...

Mother Mary

Written By: Beth Miller

mother mary pray for us
who laugh, who love, who dance and sing
into the dawn
pray for us who see the rocks as wise old beings
sheltering an ancient wisdom
mother mary pray for us

i remember sitting on the steps with you
as the sun came up
never having gone to bed
we were looking for trees to climb that night
riding double on your banana seat bike
carrying a magnum of cheap wine in one hand
navigating the world with the other

mother mary pray for us
who laugh, who love, who dance and sing
into the dawn
pray for us who see the rocks as wise old beings
sheltering an ancient wisdom
mother mary pray for us

love comes round and round in its own way
so everything you ever did feels like it begins today
mother mary pray for us

amidst the quiet
the water just a ripple beyond glass
soft voices
and the echo of wings flapping

mother mary pray for us
who laugh, who love, who dance and sing
into the dawn
pray for us who see the rocks as wise old beings
sheltering an ancient wisdom
mother mary pray for us

love comes round and round in its own way
so everything you ever did feels like it begins today
mother mary pray for us

For You

Written By: Beth Miller

for you

so many times i’ve said
here’s another bridge to cross
another signpost on the road
but i’ve never been here before
never been here before

well i remember the story you told
about taking a trip to california
when you were eighteen years old
your cousin couldn’t find the money for a ticket home
so you decided to get deported together
and spent a month with the other detainees
at the way station

it was an adventure you said
and when i think of where
your life went from then
i realize so much of who i am
is part of who you could have been
and here i am painting pictures with words
on the walls of the in between
for you, for love

honesty and laughter, light and dark
not that i don’t know what was
or i know what will be
in the present i love you forever
this passionate life and all of it precious
like a glass box with an orchid growing wild
wild in the center

sometimes, sometimes
life is glass shattering
and a shower of light reflecting
things fall away, hearts break open
like a flower blooming
for you, for love

this whole world is a pilgrim’s hostel
and every journey is a search for home
suddenly I find myself on my own
at the way station

Blue

Written By: Beth Miller

So I picture you on a mountain
I wonder if you see me there
So I picture you on a mountain
Looking at the great expanse
And how the blue
Stands out and shines through

Do you think that you might fly away
Or lock it all inside
Is this love you're feeling
Something you should hide
Are you passionate about blue
What does this world hold in store for you

The balancing act, the fear
Will flowers, stale beer
Old times that linger
New days leaping in the air
Like spring on the mountain

You are blue water
The kicking horse river rapids
Being messed up, in love, moving on
Everything west of that mountain
Everywhere I look
There is blue

The blue light from the campfire stove
A blue spruce planted on a cold May morning
Refusing to give up
The blue of your return to me
The blue of water touching sky
My lover she feels like a beautiful blue

You are blue water
The kicking horse river rapids
Being messed up, in love, moving on
Everything west of that mountain
Everywhere I look
There is blue

So I picture you on a mountain
I wonder if you see me there
So I picture you on a mountain
Looking at the great expanse
And how the blue stands out and shines through

All the life down there

Beyond

Written By: Beth Miller

this room feels like every word for lonely
your eyes make me sad
but there’s not a damn thing i can do about it
maybe i’ll just stay a while
maybe i’ll just sing a while

do you remember how we always went to the same places
it’s as if we had the same ghosts following us around
i would lie under a tree, lo and behold there you would be
and i would tell you everything that i was thinking
about blue sky

in the fall your pockets were always full of chestnuts
i know why, cause nothing is more beautiful
than chestnuts on a fall day

your name, what’s your name
my name, what’s my name
your name, well i forgot to ask
my name, i forgot to offer

so you say you’re gonna go and live with your old aunt in Pittsburg
you say you’re gonna have your baby there
and you don’t know if you should go
you don’t know why you would stay
i think how maybe i should say
you can call me if you need me

trains riding down the tracks
in and out of the old rail yard
and ships are docking on the river
heading for the great lakes

your head was always traveling not far behind your heart
you were always a few feet off the ground
and i do not mean to make it seem like you’re already gone
it’s just that you were the kind to go beyond
small sad spaces

this room feels like every word for lonely
your eyes make me sad
but there’s not a damn thing i can do about it
maybe i’ll just stay a while
maybe i’ll just sing a while

Discography

EP - Coffee House Rounds (2002)
LP - Her Sweet Time (2003)
CD Compilation - United State of Americana (Shut Eye Records, 2004-2005)
LP - Storm Dancing (2006)

Set List

The show is ideal for coffee houses, folk clubs and house concerts. A typical gig has two 45 min. sets, with a short break between sets, but this is flexible. Rates are negotiable depending on what is required.