Heather Lloyd

Heather Lloyd

BandPopSinger/Songwriter

Heather Lloyd is one half of the Baltimore acoustic duo, ilyAIMY, featuring award-winning folk songcraft, soulful vocal delivery, lush male/female harmonies, percussive acoustic guitar and tribal percussion -- "a combustible attack on the usual singer-songwriter fare."

Biography

Logging 100,000 miles through nearly 40 states in 4 years, ilyAIMY's (i love you And I Miss You) core duo of Rob Hinkal and Heather Lloyd have honed their modern take on folk: a unique slap-bass/clawhammer banjo approach to acoustic guitar, high-energy tribal percussion, award-winning narrative songwriting and signature male/female harmonies.

ilyAIMY's CD, "The Fifth Circle," has also been released in 2006 to reviews like this one from the Folk and Acoustic Music Exchange:

"An acoustically roiling, combustible attack on the usual singer/songwriter fare ... well crafted, thoughtful songs ... stirring percussive tumult ... and a hair-trigger vocal/lyrical integrity that you'll only hear here."

Compared to: Rusted Root, Buckingham/Nicks, Jethro Tull, acoustic Tool, Ani Difranco, Keller Williams, "Nickel Creek on crack," Alice in Chains, the Indigo Girls, Metallica, and Cry Cry Cry.

See also http://www.sonicbids.com/ilyaimy for even more songs, with just a little extra instrumentation from two additional hometown members.

HONORS/AWARDS:

2007
- Finalist (duo) Eddie's Attic Acoustic Shootout (GA)

2006
- Indie Acoustic Project "25 Songs of Note," awarded to "In the Water" (from "The Fifth Circle")
- Winner (heather) Cape Fear Folk Fest High Noon Songwriter's Shootout (NC)
- Honorable Mention (Heather) The International Narrative Song Contest ("In the Water")
- Finalist (heather) Susquehanna Music & Arts Fest Songwriter's Contest (MD)

2005
- Finalist (rob) Kerrville's Grassy Hill New Folk (TX)
- Finalist (duo) Eddie's Attic Acoustic Shootout (GA)
- Semi-finalist (duo) Mountain Stage Newsong (WV)
- 3rd Place (rob) Susquehanna Music & Arts Fest Songwriter's Contest (MD)
- Finalist (heather) Susquehanna Music & Arts Fest Songwriter's Contest (MD)

2004
- Winner (quartet) Takoma Park Folk Festival Emerging Artist Showcase (MD)

Washington Area Music Association nominations:
- Best Contemporary Folk Group or Duo (2002)
- Best Alternative Rock Album (2001)

Lyrics

'God' is in the Gears

Written By: Heather Lloyd (2005)

Waiting in the rain for the rescue to come:
tow truck from the nearest town.
On highway 41 it's really coming down,
you can't even see the lines anymore.

Truck pulls by real slow.
Story he knows all too well:
everywhere all of these people breaking down,
and you can't even see the signs anymore.

Boy in denim dungarees
puts my car on the cross that's carried so many.
He jokes that it's a quick cruci"fix"
but ressurection's a little more expensive.

Cause "God" is a man named Joseph Goddy,
head mechanic at the Right N' Ready.
And they tell me I'm lucky.
Today his schedule is clear.

CHORUS
And there's coffee in the corner
if you want while you wait.
Don't bother straightening the magazines.
Timing belt's busted, pretty bad,
but it's not the worst that he's seen.
And "God" is in the gears working miracles,
and I don't understand the spirit that drives me.
Just so long as it goes ...
Trust that maybe he knows.

He's handy with a hammer, hardy with his laughter,
smile as holy as those unpatched tires,
hands as rough as the road,
stretching deceptively far.

And his favorite car is a rusted-out truck
falls apart about 10 times a month,
but he keeps on fixing it just enough,
no, he'll never give up on his baby.

CHORUS

He's steady as a surgeon, and when one plan stops working
under the hood of his sweatshirt he starts rebuilding,
and the plan is remade
and I'm sent on my way.

And if you are in need of a little repair,
I highly recommend you get yourself here.
Even a whisper in the transmission
will not go unheard.

And there's coffee in the corner
if you want while you wait.
Don't bother straightening the magazines.
Whatever's busted is pretty bad,
but it's not the worst that he's seen.
And "God" is in the gears working miracles
whether you understand the spirit that drives you.
Just so long as it goes ...
Trust that maybe he knows.

Maybe he knows.

In the Water

Written By: Heather Lloyd

It's cold down here, but I am used to the chill,
And the fish are more friendly now than when at first I fell,
And the weeds are quicker to dance than when my eyes first closed.
It is my secret hiding place - nobody else knows.

It's dark down here, but I am used to the dim,
And I have the minnows to teach me how to swim.
And I can stay under longer now than even you or dad,
And I'm heavy as a stone and I’m light as a lily pad.

Don't worry mother, I have found another home.
You'll find me in the water. You'll find me in the water.

I know you told me not to stray away too far from home,
And to stay away from strangers who would do me harm,
But he promised I could be the Lady of the Lake,
But he lied because I died just up there in the cave.

But a storm kept his promise and carried me to the deep.
I wear water flowers in my hair and mud between my feet.
Don't cry for me mother, I have found another home.
You'll find me in the water. You'll find me.

Muddy water keeps a secret
Better than if you lock it up
And throw away the key.
Hush now, Hush now.
Go to sleep.
Breathe.

So, I like to tease the rowboats, tickle their bellies, white.
And free fish from hook and net, while boatmen turn their eyes.
They blame it on the hour, on the season, on their luck,
But the trick is it's me all along, they never think to look.

But if you want to find me
to play with me once more
just wait until the floods rise,
wait upon the shore
then I will come to you
when you know nothing but doubt
a storm brought me in and a storm will bring me out.

Don't lose sleep for me mother, I have found another home.
You'll find me in the water. You'll find me in the water.
You'll find me.

Matador

Written By: Heather Lloyd

I am a matador, my mother told me so
She brought the message to me
all the way from San Francisco
She said, "Hold this cloak tight in your hands,
you're destined for achievement.
With it cut a swath through life
and your path into the pavement."

I don't want to say I've lost my faith in swords and capes,
but my blood is just as red
and this matador is weary of winding and sweeping
in every direction, all this is just distraction,
not real protection from the weakness inside.

This mirrored armor reflects the smiles of those who come to see,
But I'm not so sure as they who the casualty is supposed to be
If I never fight the fight the outcome can stay mystery
If you never were you always could have been
and I owe nothing to history.

Can't this battle wait for later, maybe never …
never's better, never's safer.
I don't want to work this hard forever.
I can omit, it's not an error,
but the fairer of two choices that are mine,
And not yours, to make.

Why try when effort begets more of the same?
Every day a new beast to fight to preserve my name.
What if I refuse, would horns still cut me
and once cheering hands abuse?

I am a matador, my mother told me so
But how many bulls must I fight before I’m allowed to go?
With every win my reputation only spreads and grows,
but one day I will miss a step
and fall beneath the horns.

Speaking Louder Now

Written By: Rob Hinkal

Angels never whisper when they're drunk
And they're never honest when they're sober
They open up their heart when they are heartless
And hide behind the ramparts when they are sober

And those angels will refrain from noting beauty
And they will refrain from noting harm
I bet those angels remark upon my beauty
The moment I am gone.

So lean and whisper while I'm here
Right in my good ear
I'll pretend that you'll remember.

Angels never know what they've been saying
They have no memory or so I hear
Just wings and songs and jangling keys
To things and places that I'll seem to always steer away from

Hunt myself something that I comprehend
Something that I can lay my fingers on please
Something solid and all-knowing
And something that I'm controlling not something that's controlling me

So please be solid while you're here
And touch away all my fears
I won't have faith in anything
But I'll pretend that you'll remember

Lea n closer
And leave it in my skin
Lea n closer dear
And scream

Lea n closer dear
Find the soft spot here
Yeah, hurt me if you have to
Just know that I am here.

I've been accused of being many things
Of leaving naught but shadows in my stead
Angels are soldiers all their years
and sometimes I think that they forget

that their kiss can drink so deep when you are high
And be just a thimble when you're sober.

So lean and whisper while you're here
Right in my good ear
Just say that you'll remember.

©2006 rob hinkal

There Is No Blue Left In Your Eyes

Written By: Heather Lloyd

There is no blue left in your eyes
the space between us shrank like your irises
when I was once miraculous
held so high, I was afraid
all the sharp things
and I lost my faith, broke what I gave

There is no blue there in your eyes
I lost it all and now they will not rise
to meet mine
I could say sorry a thousand times
still leave you unsatisfied
and still leave me crying
still leave me crying

There is no blue there in his eyes
lovely man though he is ...
I try so hard not to compare
still how strange to search my lover's face
and fail to find you there
still how strange to search my lover's face
and fail to find you there.

Discography

Myxomatosis Failed - 2003
on Luck on Fumes on Spit on Love - 2003
Myxomatosis Took Its Toll - 2005
The Fifth Circle - 2006

Brand New CD, Between Lover & Twilight RELEASE AUGUST 31!

Set List

Can play anywhere up to a four hour set of 80 percent original material.

Covers include acoustic renditions of songs ranging from classic rock to indie to singer-songwriter and pop, for example:

Street Spirit - Radiohead
Overlap - Ani DiFranco
Rehab - Amy Winehouse
Fire and Rain - James Taylor
Let Him Fly - Patti Griffin
Folsom Prison - Johnny Cash
Every Breath You Take - The Police
Hit Me Baby, One More Time - Britney Spears
Stand By Me - Ben E. King
End of the Innocence - Don Henley
In Your Eyes - Peter Gabriel
White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane
We Can Work It Out - The Beatles
Poltergeist - The Mountain Goats
The Drugs Don't Work - The Verve