Kate Power & Steve Einhorn

Kate Power & Steve Einhorn

 Olympia, Washington, USA
BandFolkAmericana


Kate & Steve "bring us to that place that can only be reached at the hands of journeyman artists. The power and precision of their performance gives us the complete trust to lean into the music, to get lost in it." - NW Examiner, Portland, Oregon

Biography

Before they ever met, Kate & Steve started out in music as youngsters in Washington Square in Greenwich Village, New York and moved to Portland, Oregon in 1977-8. They connected over the counter at the socially-conscious music center, Artichoke Music and have been harmonizing songs and life since 1994. They passed the store on in 2006 to travel full time in the arts as musicians, teachers, artists and writers.

The creative force behind the Ukalaliens® books and teaching products, Kate & Steve toured America with thirty Kala travel tenor ukuleles. Together they taught the uninitiated in small groups in cities and country towns how to sing and play music from scratch. Thanks to their "Johnny Appleseed" effort and friendly "Ukes Without Borders" approach, there are thousands making hands-on music in their lives.

Kate & Steve have shared stages with folk luminaries like Pete Seeger and Tom Paxton and were featured on Garrison Keillor's "A Prairie Home Companion". Blues musician, Mary Flower, dubbed Steve & Kate “the Roy and Dale of Folk Music” for their friendly, inclusive approach to building community through music, storytelling and compassionate teaching.

Kate & Steve have released a dozen albums of original and traditional music to date and contributed to countless music projects.

Kate was unanimously awarded the Grand Prize at the Kerrville Folk Festival for her song for her neighbor, 'Travis John', by an A-list panel of folk luminaries including Peter, Paul & Mary and Judy Collins.

Kate & Steve continue to build community through music, art, writing and teaching. They have recently relocated to Seattle, Washington where they may be found by day on all sides of the music at Dusty Strings on Fremont.

"So earthy and fresh is your music. I love it." - Lloyd "Tommy" Doss, Sons of the Pioneers

“Their music embodies reverence -- for the craft of songwriting, for the folk tradition, for the audiences they sing to and for this complicated, terrible, beautiful world that we live in. Kate's earthy banjo and her emotive voice ring with compassion and hope; Steve's spot-on guitar leads and wry sense of humor are grounding, organic, the perfect complement. But all time stops when they sing together. Close your eyes and listen to that blend, friends -- that's where the love really shines through." - Tracy Grammer

"Kate Power write songs from before time." - Kim Stafford

"Exquisite!" - Eric Andersen

"You two are the best, the absolute best!" - Dave Carter

Lyrics

Travis John

Written By: Kate Power

Under a foreign sky,
My fate awaits me
There but for God go I;
Do not forsake me.
I am a boy, full of promise,
Full of freedom
And now the joy
Is dead and done
I am gone...

Before the western sea,
My home was in the valley.
There with my family
I took to manhood early.
I was the one
My brother called,
My mother looked to me,
Her fine, strong son;
And now the joy
Is dead and done
I am gone...

Finding my way to go,
The call that I should answer
My country's own hero,
Like music to the dancer.
I am a boy, full of promise,
Full of freedom
And now the joy
Is dead and done
I am gone...

Under a weeping willow tree
You planted roses.
There in my memory
Where my eternal ghost is.
I was a boy, full of promise
Full of freedom;
And now the joy
Is dead and done
I am gone...

Kitchen Waltz

Written By: Kate Power

Over there, rock and you rock in your chair
There’s such a beat to you
I overhear you talk in your sleep to the air;
Making dreams come true

Baby, would you like to dance,
Here in the kitchen with me
Maybe we’ve got a chance
In love’s sweet harmony”

Your hand in mine, turning around and around
You take your time
Crossing the room to the sound
“Is that the way it goes?”

Baby, would you like to dance,
Here in the kitchen with me
Maybe we’ve got a chance
And love will let you be

Day is done, sure as the tide turns the sea
In the river’s soul
Sure, you’re the one striking electricity
Hear the thunder roll

Baby, would you like to dance
Here in the kitchen with me
Maybe we’ve got a chance
And love will set you free

Over there, rock and you rock in your chair
There’s such a beat to you
I overhear you talk in your sleep to the air
Making dreams come true

Baby, would you like to dance,
Here in the kitchen with me
Maybe we’ve got a chance
In love’s sweet harmony

Annabelle

Written By: Steve Einhorn

Annabelle, won’t you come back home
There’s supper on the stove
You’ve been away such a long, long time
I hardly know you
Won’t you come back home
There’s supper on the stove
Won’t you come back home
There’s supper on the stove

2 MEASURES (A part)

Precious children grow so fast
And they leave us all alone
We’ve got to love them while we can
Before we’re dead and gone

Won’t you come back home
There’s supper on the stove
Won’t you come back home
There’s supper on the stove

Annabelle, won’t you come back home
There’s supper on the stove
You’ve been away such a long, long time
I hardly know you

Won’t you come back home
There’s supper on the stove
Won’t you come back home
There’s supper on the stove

Under the Moon

Written By: Kate Power

One single bicycle under the moon
Circling wheels turning home
Road after road, you’ll be getting there soon
With memories full of your roaming!

And here’s to another day’s ride
Good road up and down the next hill
Good neighbors to greet you
And old friends to meet you
To welcome you in from the ride
To welcome you in from the ride

Turn after turn you can follow the road
Searching your own heart’s desire
Riding today in your own rodeo
Then come settle in by the fire

2000 bicycles under the moon
Circling wheels turning home
Road after road, we’ll be getting there soon
With memories full of our roaming!

Bridget O'Malley

Written By: Traditional

Bridget O’Malley, you have my heart shaken
With a hopeless desolation, I’ll have you to know
It’s the wonder of admiration, your quiet face has taken
And your beauty will haunt me, wherever I go.

The white moon above the pale sands, the pale stars above the thorn tree
Are cold beside my darling but no purer than she
I gaze upon the cold moon till the stars drown in the warm sea
And the bright eyes of my darling are never on me.

My Sunday is weary, my Sunday, it is grey now
My heart is a cold thing; my heart is a stone
All joy is dead in me, my life has gone away now
Another has taken my love for his own.

The day it is approaching when we were to be married
And it’s rather I would die than live only to grieve
Oh, meet me, my darling, e’er the sun sets o’er the barley
And I’ll meet you there on the road to Drum Slieve

Bridget O’Malley, you have my heart shaken
With a hopeless desolation, I’ll have you to know
It’s the wonder of admiration, your quiet face has taken
And your beauty will haunt me, wherever I go.

My Love

Written By: Kate Power

Nothing says you have to do anything
Come for what you came to do, birds sing!

Hear the call, calling
Before you fall, falling.

Not knowing, no, not anybody
Not one name to call out, out to anybody
No, it's not the same

Where did you go, my love?
I cannot go, my love.

If I could be anything, I want to be with you.
I wouldn't be anything without you
By my side, baby
I'll be by your side, baby.

Am I going in the right direction? Easy.
Complicated intersection, believe me

I understand, my love.
Take my hand, my love.

Wallowa

Written By: Kate Power

Looking out across the lake, the geese are flying high
Pulling north to spring ahead, winter leave behind.
Underneath the banks of the moraine rise;
From the foot of Blue Mountain tops, the eagle cries,
"Wallowa!"

Chorus:
I hear your song, it sings to me
On city streets across the sea
Where I belong and long to be,
I hear you calling

There was time when I was young and full of where to go
Following rainbows in the the sun through ice and rain and snow
Looking back, remembering every turn
I took along the old road home and felt it everywhere I'd roam
There really is no place like home, sweet home, sweet home.

Riding in the wilderness, deep canyons, red and brown
Rivers full of summer fish meandering middle ground
Imnaha to Wenaha River, Troy,
Rattlesnakes and hooting owls and lost cowboys;
Wallowa!

Now I'm back to city life and buildings by the mile;
Far apart from country roads and mule deer running wild.
There's a place inside, open wide & free;
Comes to me from time to time, sweet memory.
"Wallowa!"

Barbershop

Written By: Steve Einhorn & Kate Power

Old barbershop, where I used to get my haircut
Old Frank is dead and gone, never more to clip and comb
Free bubble gum, Bazooka Joe is on the run
Tootsie roll pop, I don't care, crunchy green stuff in my hair
Pompadour is nice and curly,
Gotta find me a pretty little girl!

Then it's off to the bakery; day olds are fine and nearly free
Jelly donuts, crumb cake too; five in a bag, just a nickel!
I remember one sweet time in the bakery window, lord, it did shine
A lap steel guitar, you know the kind; three chrome legs and a case so fine,
Not to mention the matching amp!
Hank Williams was still the champ!

Heading home by the railroad tracks, flatten a quarter in seconds flat.
Stolen candy, drinkin' pop, laughin' so hard we could not stop
Oh, that muskrat trap, the only thing I caught was a big old rat
Skin and tack to a two-by-four
Don't need to do that one anymore

Boy Scouts and Playboy girls, funny kinda bunny, not your mama in curlers!
With plenty of time to figure it out, looking from here I've got my doubts
They say I'll be a man someday; I'll know what I'm doin' know what to say
At the moment I'm checkin' it out
Till I find what makes me shout

Fifty years with my feet on the ground, lookin' back life's lost and found
Wife and home and all my kids, it comes back to me just what I did
Before the day I became a man, played my guitar in a good jug band
I still play it every day
Gonna play it till my dyin' day

Old barbershop, where I used to get my haircut...

Crush

Written By: Kate Power & Steve Einhorn

Tell me honey, whatcha doin'?
Workin' day and night doin' nothing but
Ridin' high without a clue
While I'm sittin' over here with a sunny side up crush on you

Fancy drink, fancy car,
High heels under shooting stars
Red lips kissin' me
I just can't let you go
Let you go and leave old me

I got no wine, no PBR
We're sitting here at the bar
Look at 'em checkin' us out makin' time
Tell me baby, baby
Tell me, tell me one more time

Tell me honey, what you think?
Is it for the money or the way that you wink at me
Tell me once, tell me every time
That you'd rather be my honey than
Lookin' at the good old times

So, tell me honey, whatcha doin'?
Workin' day and night doin' nothing but
Ridin' high without a clue
While I'm sittin' over here with a sunny side up crush on you

Hwy 101

Written By: Steve Einhorn & David Francey

Watching the waves come rolling in
Can't help but wonder where they've been
Can't help but wonder what's in store
A little further down the road

The highway song that fills the night
The shrouded mist, the morning light
The road behind becomes the past
That came and went, too good to last

Another day, southward bound
Another night, another town
The silver sea, the setting sun
Down on Highway 101

I like to watch the shooting stars
The fishing boats, the eye of Mars
I hear the ocean's rant and roar
The waves crash upon the shore

Voices singing all together
From Portland down to Pistol River
The silver sea, the setting sun
Down on Highway 101

I watch the waves come rolling in
Can't help wonder where they've been
Can't help but wonder what's in store
A little further down the road

Pretty Little Girl (for Lucy)

Written By: Kate Power

Where did you go, my pretty little girl?
I've been up on the mountain, been around the world
You turned my heart, sand into a pearl
Little girl, where did you go?

I was knocking on your door, there way nobody home
I knocked and I knocked my knuckle to the bone
The I went next door, called you on the telephone
Little girl, where did you go?

Back in the beginning I took you for a ride
To the top of the mountain and down the other side
Then my heart stowed away, I took to the tide
Little girl, where did you go?

I was tossing on the ocean, rolling on the sea
Till I landed on the shore of a foreign country
I couldn't speak a word to anybody
Little girl, where did you go?

Don't need a knick-knack, no money, no gold,
No tempest in a teapot or a faery tale told
One sweet little kiss before I'm too old
Little girl, where did you go?

Cycle Safety Swing

Written By: Kate Power & Steve Einhorn

Here’s a piece of advice
I don’t want to tell you twice
Just in case you might need it
About the code of the road & the golden rule
Don’t make me repeat it
Number #1, put your helmut on
Strap it under your chin and get along
Ride in single file, mile after mile
Maybe two abreast when you pass the safety test

Remember, always pack a snack in your little rucksack
And drink a lot of water
Fill your bottle to the top, everytime your make a stop
Just like you know you oughta
When you’re ready to pass, ring-a-bell!
Pass on the left, on the left, that’s swell! and
Keep your neighbor steady and everybody ready to ride!

Single file, single file, mile after mile
Pedal to the beat on your Ipod’s neat
But keep an ear free for the “Beep! Beep! Beep!”

So a little advice, when you’re riding be nice
Don’t be foolish or crazy
You can have a lotta fun on Cycle Oregon
And I don’t mean maybe
We’re twenty-two hundred strong
Sharing the road all along
Cycling through sweet Oregon,
Cycling through sweet Oregon!

Discography

2012 - "Seven Great Ukulele Lessons" by Homespun with Jumpin' Jim Beloff, Bob Brozman, Del Rey, Ledward Kaapana, Kate Power & Steve Einhorn - the Ukalaliens
2012 - Songs for Our Ancestors, "An Gorta Mor" Various Artists Compilation - www.irishfaminecd.wordpress.com
2010 - Ukalaliens "Play the Uke" DVD 1 & 2 - Homespun
2009 - Ukalaliens Songbook & CD, Release Date 10/1/09
2008 - "Bicycle Songs", Released 9/15/ 08
2008 - "Brick & Mortar", Released 6/1/08
2008 - "Celtic Women 3: Ireland", Hearts of Space compilation/various artists, “Bridget O’Malley”
2008 - Choreography by Josie Moseley of "Travis John" for Oregon Ballet Theatre
2007 - Soundtrack: "Military Families Speaking Out" using "Travis John"
2003 - "Pearls: A Tribute Collection" & "Travis John"
2002 - "Now & Then"
2002 - "Tales from Puddletown"
1999 - "Harbour"
1997 - "Celtic Twilight 4: Celtic Planet", Hearts of Space compilation/various artists - “Wild Wind” by Kate Power
1995 - "Kate Power: Dancing in the Kitchen" Produced by Johnny Cunningham, Kate Power & Steve Einhorn
1995 - "Celtic Twilight 3: Lullabies", Hearts of Space compilation/various artists, “Castle of Dromore”
1982 - "Steve Einhorn: Whole World Round", Kicking Mule release
1982 - "Wildgeese: Celtic Music of the Great Northwest” with Kate Power, Produced by Michéal O’Domhnaill

Set List

Varies to suit the setting ...

- Kitchen Waltz
- Travis John
- Cycle Safety Swing
- El Belle
- My Love
- Wallowa
- Barbershop
- Crush
- Annabelle
- Nova Scotia
- Hillbilly Lovesong
- Bridget O'Malley
- Nothin' Doin'
- Barbershop
- Before You Go
- Ole Dad
- These Are My Mountains
- Under the Moon

Original, traditional and folk songs, including occasional covers from Celtic, World & Americana influences. Sets are created to engage audiences of all kinds. Vast repertoire of original and traditional songs.