Kevin Bilchik

Kevin Bilchik

BandAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

Kevin Bilchik’s rustic voice delivers simple, yet powerful vocal melodies, while his percussive approach to the guitar provides the backdrop for his original material, steeped in the traditions of folk, blues, country, and rock.

Biography

"I was a writer first. I didn't know I wanted to sing until I started putting my words to music," says Bilchik. "I still look at everyday as a chance to pick up a guitar and see what happens."

Like his unique singing voice, Kevin Bilchik's approach to songwriting and performing evokes raw emotion in those who hear it. Listening to Kevin, you are reminded of another time when rather than seeking hit records, artists bore their souls in songs and what made them hits was their universal truth. Inspired by the traditions of artists like J.J. Cale, Bob Dylan, and John Hiatt, Kevin's music achieves an intimacy and truth that he hopes will offer listeners a musical touchstone.

To categorize Bilchik as a typical singer-songwriter one would be missing the point. Bilchik's 'what you hear is what you get' demeanor, combined with his no nonsense approach to his personal style, is a refreshing change. If you are not pulled in by the stories Kevin tells in his songs, his earthy, smoky baritone will elevate you to a simpler time and place

Kevin Bilchik's debut "Paper Money" released in March 2006 on Red Pill Records.

Lyrics

When The Rain Comes

Written By: Kevin Bilchik

I dont want our last words, to be on a phone
We should be somewhere, just talking alone
Up on a high roof, just before dusk
The wind through the willows
The sun through the dust

When the rain comes
I hope that your car is a prince
The way that life goes
You’ve got to be careful in every step

I’ve been watching clouds roll in
Didn’t we promise, I’ll see you again
So if you should happen, to have enough time
Call me where you are, and baby don’t drive

When the rain comes
I hope that the roads aren’t too slick
The way that life goes
You’ve got to be careful in every step

There’s an old guitar wailing on a scratched 45
It’s just you and me babe, on a wrap around drive
Who’s gonna stop us? No one but time
The wind will out live us, with the fruit from the vine

When the rain comes, I hope that your car is a prince
The way that life goes, you’ve got to be careful for
When the rain comes I hope that the roads aren’t too slick
The way that life goes, you’ve got to be careful in every step

Long Ride (modern folk)

Written By: Kevin Bilchik

Take me for a long ride, I don’t want to get off
‘Cus you’re my carnival and the last of my good luck
As long as there’s wheels on this black truck
We can still drive around and talk about love
How you know it’s love

You always ask, why do I smile
Just looking at you, well you melt my pride
Isn’t it always in the palm of your hand
Just before you realize, this is gonna be a long ride

A long ride, a long ride
Makes me want to take a long ride

So take me, in your arms and don’t let go
I want to be this close, and wrapped around your glow
In a state like this, you know, it ain’t even fair to make it feel so good
Makes me want to take a long ride

Lost Art (americana/country)

Written By: Kevin Bilchik

You had me, on the end of a string
I would have been, your do anything
Castles of sand, don't wash away
I must have been, on the next wave

If ever these oceans should part
It's gonna take a miracle to fix these hearts
Breaking up is a lost art
Breaking up is a lost art

Secrets are demons, and they come by the pound
When it comes to confession, we don't make a sound
Just when the coast was clear
Babe you pulled a rabbit out and it's my fear
I guess it's all uphill from here

If ever these oceans should part
It's gonna take a miracle to fix these hearts
Breaking up is a lost art
Breaking up is a lost art

Under My Wheels (rock)

Written By: Kevin Bilchik

Theres nothing you can't learn, unless you tell yourself
That a soul's just here to burn
And waste his time on earth, like an old dying shell
I'm under my wheels

Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, I'm under my wheels
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, I'm under my wheels
I'm under my, I'm under my

If you catch the right spark, and make your own deal
You might end up on your own highlight reel
Best by far, of life's rewards, is self respect, I guess I better start

Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, I'm under my wheels
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, I'm under my wheels
I'm under my, I'm under my wheels

Once upon a time, in the last few years, I started to disappear
I could see myself in the rear view mirror
The wheels were rolling me over
I'm under my wheels

Discography

Paper Money- EP- 2006 -Red Pill Entertainment

Set List

2+ hours of original material, including:

Paper Money
Under My Wheels
Long Ride
When the Rain Comes
Arizona
Lost Art
Sugar Mama
Smokestack
Rio Grande
Spare Parts
Shine
Something for Nothing
I Want Everything
Thing or Two
Depth of My Love
Sugar Mama
Hanging Tree
Tell Me It's Wrong
Working on a Skeleton