John Goraj

John Goraj

BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

Biography

The music of John Goraj is difficult to pinpoint. A short story might suffice. A 16-year old boy in the cold, beautiful , and isolated midewstern state of South Dakota starts writing complex
fingerpicked guitar parts in his room, singing over them with a unmistakably emotional tenor voice. Finsihes hight school, does volunteer work in on a Catholic monastery in Rural Oregon, works
at a Car-wash in Boise, Idaho, Moves to Montana and Florida to go to college, drops out, and then returns to his hometown of Sioux Falls, South Dakota to begin work on his debut album, "Possible."
What develops over a two year time span is an intrinsic musical work ranging from etheral folk, lush lullabies, indie bluegrass pop, and soulful, gut-wretching ballads filled guitars, banjo, cello

Fast forward a few years later.

Last March, Goraj had the honor of opening up for the folk veteran and fellow midwesterner, Mason Jennings. Five of the songs from Possible were recently featured in a poignant documentary about
the recent economic crisis called Jobs For Rent by LA filmmaker Michele Paster.

His new single "One More Winter" was just released in July by Yer Bird Records for the compilation, "Folk Music for What lies Ahead."

Here a couple of things the press has been saying about him...

“Possible” came out last year and is available on iTunes and CD Baby. It is great collection of 10 tracks of melancholy gospel for me.
Stand out tracks include “Kahlil Gibran from Lebanon”, “Burn” and “Baby Blue Cords”. - sandy smith, slowcoustic.com

"On his debut Possible, Goraj’s scratchy tenor evokes a sense of reflection, sorrow and thoughtfulness over the course of 10 stunning songs."- Jason Felton, Record Dept.

Goraj now lives in La crescenta, California and is working on a new album in his home studio which is slated to be released in Spring 2011.

Lyrics

Lost Innocence

Written By: John Goraj

my feet
were always so dirty
the summer you left me
and i wasn't eating healthily
cuz i spent all my money
on cigarettes and coffee
and gasoline
but i can't forget that brunette
who blew my fucking mind

and in august
i moved to
a rural county
on the gulf coast
of Florida
with my best friend
in the passenger seat
and i fell in love
all over again
with the ocean and writing poetry
and flowers i'd never heard of
and trees i'd never seen
with still no idea
of how to successfully be a human being

and i still miss your awkwardness
and the way you spoke to me
so lyrically
on dark mornings
when i'd drive home weeping
and i still miss
your loneliness
like a childhood memory
of lost innocence

Possible

Written By: John Goraj

you have come
to me in a way
that i did not know
was possible
so sing sister sing
and i'll believe
in Jesus' blood
it's possible

and when i get a face
for you it would be
so beautiful
and things scars
would dissipate
it's possible
and when i get some hands
i'll stretch them across
your golde lands
and with arms like barricades
it's possile

the sustanence of your love
is equal to that of
a thousand harvests
and it's no quick fix
no ' patch me up' kind of bullshit
it's deep and rich and possible

and you have come
to me in a way
that i did not know
was possible
so sing sister sing
and i'll believe
in Jesus' blood
it's possible

Kahlil Gibran from Lebanon

Written By: John Goraj

no no mom,
i can't come home
these songs they need me
as much as i need them
so please be gentle and take care
this misery it creeps
and clings to our skin
like leeches in the lake
Kahlil Gibran from Lebanon
he now is sleeping
on the wings of St. Joan of the Arc
and this ain't her first time
at the rodeo
and she's no stranger
to the battle between good and evil

and so they rode
on palaminos
straight into
the dining room of the Devil's home
and he was terrifed and ran to get his cloak
But ole' Kahlil picked up by the throat
and said, "damn you, won't you leave these souls alone?"

and so they rode
on palaminos
straight into
the dining room of the Devil's home
and he was petrified and spit up his Merlot
but ole' Kahlil picked him up by the throat
yes ole' Kahlil picked him up by the throat
and said, "damn you, wont you eave these souls alone?"

Discography

Possible-2008

One More Winter 2010