Jeremy Greenway

Imagine this:

A young, charismatic writer named Jeremy is playing the piano and singing a song. The charismatic part is just an opinion, but the playing and singing part is true. He is toying with your emotions, but he’s not an angry young poet (there are plenty of those already). He is flooding you with melody, but he’s not a crooning troubadour (although we do need more of those). He is piercing you with rhythm, but he’s not much of a dancer (although he’ll fake it pretty well after a few drinks).

So who is this Jeremy playing the piano and singing?

Honestly, we have no idea. Neither does he. We do know that he writes good songs and sings them with conviction. We do know that he’s twenty-four years old, and that he also plays guitar. We know that his heroes are, among others, Rufus Wainwright, Cat Stevens and Bach. He’s from London, Ontario and has a BA in English and French Literature. He reads Oscar Wilde for fun. He’s been in bands since his early teens, and he played for four (long) years as a Top 40 cover act in and around his hometown. He loves cars, cop shows and long walks on the beach.

It appears that his original music is causing some sort of stir. If you hadn’t heard his name before now, you will soon. People are talking – sometimes about his insightful, evocative lyrics, sometimes about his plaintive, soulful vocals, and other times about his ridiculous penchant for melody. If you opened a quaint piano bar in the Brill building with a Bach concerto playing against the flash of a strobe light, you might get close to defining Jeremy’s music. Or perhaps you wouldn’t at all.

Jeremy Greenway is not out to change the world (at least that’s what he wants you to think), but he does have some things to say that people might like to hear. So far, he’s right…and judging by the response, people only want to hear more.