Landon A. R. Coleman

Landon A. R. Coleman


Coleman is an experienced performer who sings sincere but upbeat folk and country songs about youth and Canada, loss and hope. Having played all kinds of music BC to NS, Coleman's got a convincing croon; like Neil Young and Chet Baker before him, he sings and writes with heart and style.


In a recent review of Landon A. R. Coleman’s Single Life, Randi Beers, of Exclaim! wrote, “How old is Landon Coleman? I'm not entirely sure, but if I would have to guess, I would venture anywhere from 30 to ageless. There's a quality to Coleman's songwriting that eludes a concrete sense of time.” So what does that mean?

Well, you would be right to think that getting an education in music, literature, and philosophy could make a songwriter seem older, but they might also seem pretentious or heady. But even though Coleman has been across the country, book-in-nose studying, the whole time he was doing a different sort of learning as well. It seemed he was on a quest to overcome his own excessive education— to relearn the things our grandparents all knew just from living. In Edmonton, Ottawa, Antigonish, Golden, and down in the US, Coleman has struck up the band, made friends and enemies, and learnt the hard way.

And trying to relearn that ageless stuff— the real stuff that will last— it’s this more than anything that he captures on his new full-length Landon A. R. Coleman’s Single Life. With the help of rising Montreal singer/songwriter Leif Vollebekk as producer and Dave Draves as engineer (Kathleen Edwards, Jim Bryson, etc.) he recorded Single Life mostly live-off-the floor at Little Bullhorn Studios in Ottawa. On this record he sings from the guts. He pushes his voice ‘til it trips, then uses his training to somersault it back onto its feet.

See, he’s actually moved far enough beyond his education to let a song live for itself as a song. And on Landon A. R. Coleman’s Single Life you can hear him surrendering control and becoming each song’s partner rather than its master. Each song comes off both new and old, and Coleman’s voice, wrestling then submitting to each note and lyric, proves “ageless.” -Jesse Butler is a writer and poet living in Ottawa, ON

... a glossy pop country quality on par with anything Jason Collett has produced… (but) it's the stripped down tracks that make up the bulk of the album and it's these tracks that instill faith that Coleman has a bright career ahead of him. - Randi Beers, Exclaim!

...sure to connect one some level with everyone who hears it. -

...there’s something different about this one. -

...if this album comes just before Leonard Cohen in your iTunes like it does mine, well, that’s probably a pretty good place for it. - Bryan Birtles, VueWeekly

...Landon throws the kitchen sink (or, you know, a ukulele, french horn, viola, some harmonies and an undeniably catchy melody) at us in an effort to get our bones moving like summer isn’t ever leaving. It’s nice to have that feeling one last time.


Give My Hips to the Girls

Written By: Landon A.R. Coleman

Give my hips to the girls
they can touch'em when they dance
they felt the beat- they cut the rug.
Let these joints and balls be ground
to dust by people moving round.

Give my feet to my mom
two artifacts of Canada
they've tread across this land
let these dry and broken toes
stay close and chose the home I never chose.

But for you my love I send a dusty dove
skin, bone, dead cell just to say I'm doing well
a gust of wind made of matter that I've been
so when you breath
remember me

Dig a hole for my brains
you can slop'em in there grey and warm
the heat will warm the soil
let pine and poplar feed
on math and myth and memory.

Give my heart to the sea
I think that's where it's meant to sleep
please drop it off the pier
and in that blueness it'll beat with all that's large and true and deep.


Landon A. R. Coleman's Single Life (2011)