Lenore

Lenore

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“…fun-loving smoky vocals and excellent writing.” (Indie-Music)

Biography

Canadian singer/songwriter Lenore's high energy solo performances have been attracting fans throughout the singer/songwriter scene since she began her career performing at open mics in Toronto. Her blend of folk/country/roots music creates a distinct upbeat sound but it is her unusual lyrics, so deceptively simple, that will burrow into your brain after just one listen.

"Another Life" is Lenore’s 3rd CD release and features the production talents and superb guitar work of roots veteran Paul Mills (Stan Rogers, Ron Hynes) with additional support from some of Toronto’s finest acoustic musicians. The result is an intimate collection of original songs that showcase Lenore’s unique vocal, insightful lyrics and stylistic diversity. The CD charted on college radio in both the U.S. and Canada and has just begun receiving European airplay.

Lenore has been touring since the CD release and her upbeat, highly entertaining performances have garnered her fans from Toronto to Texas. She has opened for Martyn Joseph, Cheryl Wheeler, Zoe Lewis, The Laws, Edie Carey among others, and she is just as comfortable playing large festival stages as she is performing small intimate house concerts.

2009 Finalist (Top 20) Unisong International Songwriting Contest, Folk/Acoustic Category

2009 Finalist Unisong International Songwriting Contest, Political Category

Nominated 'Female Vocalist of the Year' 2007 Durham Music Awards

Nominated 'Acoustic Recording of the Year' 2007 Durham Music Awards

3rd Place Winner 2007 International Unisong Songwriting Contest (Political Category)

Winner 'Listener's Choice', Political Category 2007 Unisong International Songwriting Contest

Nominated "Best Folk Artist" 2006 Toronto Independent Music Awards.

"'Another Life'...is a candidate for 2007 folk album of the year!" Jim Marino, CFMU-FM

“A joyful, sassy, bluesy, rockin’ singer/songwriter…” - WCUW FM, Worcester, MA

“Tremendous presence for a single voice and an acoustic guitar.” - What’s On in Durham

“…fun-loving smoky vocals and excellent writing.” - Indie-Music

“…like a breath of fresh air in a crowded room.” - Soundbytes

"She is way better live than she is on her CDs..." - Everyone

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Lyrics

The Hippie Song (It Could Never Happen Again)

Written By: Lenore Elaine

The Hippie Song

When I was very young I wanted to be
A hippie
I’d have long straight hair and
Dangling earrings and
Faded blue jeans
I’d go to concerts
Burn incense
Join Amnesty
And every chance I got
I’d be out there again
I would march for peace

I thought the hippies
Stopped the Viet Nam war
They had the nerve to ask
What the fighting was for
Millions marched on governments
And they all sang
Blowing In the Wind
And the press was there
And heard the truth
War was wrong
And must be stopped
And named in song
And so I thought
It could never happen again

When I was very young I wanted to be
A hippie
I’d have lots of boyfriends
Live downtown and
Study ESP
I’d work in a bookstore
Wear tight t-shirts and
Drink green tea
And every chance I got
I’d be out there again
I would march for peace

I thought the hippies
Stopped the Viet Nam war
They had the nerve to ask
What the fighting was for
Millions marched on governments
And they all sang
Blowing In the Wind
The press was there
And heard the truth
War was wrong
And must be stopped
And named in song
And so I thought
It could never happen again

One day somehow
When I was very young
I thought the world
Laid down their guns
And I figured those hippies
All grew up
And taught their kids
About peace and love
And the mothers said
Thou shall not hate
The fathers said
Thou shall not rape
And everyone said
Hey aren’t you glad
We all grew up
To be hippies

I thought the hippies
Stopped the Viet Nam war
They had the nerve to ask
What the fighting was for
Millions marched on governments
They all sang
Blowing In the Wind
The press was there
And heard the truth
War was wrong
And must be stopped
And named in song
And so I thought
It could never happen again

The press is there
They see the truth
War is wrong
And must be stopped
And named in song
And so I thought
It could never happen again
It could never happen again
It could never happen again

Just One More

Written By: Lenore Elaine

Just One More

The elevator was broken so we had to take the stairs
As we stepped over the remnants of somebody’s shame
It was as If she didn’t care
She just shrugged and said you get used to it
But I know it isn’t so
It’s just one more shovel of sand
In the face of the human soul

You could tell she’d tried real hard
To fix the place up inside
But you can’t hide the smell of pesticide
You can’t ignore the shouting outside
She just shrugged and said you get used to it
But I know it ain’t so
It’s just one more shovel of sand
In the face of the human soul

It’s just one more lock on a closing door
One more feeling to ignore
One more day for the working poor
What for

So we talked, had a coffee
And she swore she hasn’t lost hope
But it’s hard to dream when you’re hungry
And you’re running out of ways to cope
She just shrugged and said you get used to it
But we know it ain’t so
It’s just one more shovel of sand
In the face of the human soul

It’s just one more lock on a closing door
One more feeling to ignore
One more day for the working poor
What for

It’s just one more lock on a closing door
One more feeling to Ignore
One more day for the working poor
What for
What for

I Take My Lovin' Seriously

Written By: Lenore Elaine

I’d like to lie you down
Wrap my arms around you
Squeeze you tight
Keep you up all night
But no matter what happens
No matter what goes on
Won’t you do me a favour
Won’t you keep the light on

‘Cause I take my lovIn’ seriously
I want to know that you’re looking at me
I want you to see what this does to me
I take my lovIn’ seriously

I’m gonna blow in your ear
Ruffle your hair
Kiss you here
I just might touch you there
No matter what I do
You better get this right
Whatever else happens
Don’t you touch that light

‘Cause I take my lovIn’ seriously
I want to know that you’re lookIn’ at me
I want you to see what this does to me
I take my lovIn’ seriously

Some folks only make love at night
If it ain’t dark then it ain’t right
You and me baby let’s keep it bright
I can’t meet your eyes
If there ain’t no light

I take my lovIn’ seriously
I wanna know that you’re lookIn’ at me
I want to see that you see me baby
I take my lovIn’ seriously

Yeah I take my lovIn’ seriously
I want to know that you’re lookIn’ at me
I want you to see what this does to me
I take my lovIn’ seriously

I'll Make You Smile

Written By: Lenore Elaine

I’ll Make You Smile

You look so sad
I can tell you’re blue
You’ve got a big dark cloud
Hanging over you
I saw the change
As soon as I got back
It looks like you’ve completely
Forgotten how to laugh

You used to be the one
With the smile on your face
You could laugh
Through the pain
I think you’d better
Come back to my place
And I’ll make you smile again

You say you’re all alone
And you’re feeling down
You can’t understand
Why no-one’s around
Well it seems to me
You get what you give
It looks like you’ve entirely
Forgotten how to live

You used to be the one
With the smile on your face
You could laugh
Through the pain
I think you better
Come back to my place
And I’ll make you smile again

It hasn’t been that long since I’ve been gone
When I left you were on top of the world
What the hell happened to that happy guy
What went wrong

You say you ain’t got this
And you ain’t got that
And you haven’t even asked me
How I am
You’re not the only one
Who needs cheering up
It looks like you have possibly
Forgotten how to love

You used to be the one
With the smile on your face
You could laugh through the pain
I think you’d better come back to my place
And I’ll make you smile again.

You used to be the one
With the smile on your face
You could laugh through the pain
I think you’d better come back to my place
And I’ll make you smile
I’ll make you smile
Oh baby I’ll make you smile again

Crowded Sidewalks

Written By: Lenore Elaine

I often sit and wonder about the people walking by
Do they think as much as I do, does the darkness make them cry
Do they contemplate the universe and twists of fate
Do they wonder where we come from and how anyone can learn to hate

Am I the only troubled poet
No, no, no, of course I’m not
But crowded sidewalks look so lonely
Nothing learned and nothing taught
Nothing learned and nothing taught

I think of governments in power, who could feed the whole world for the price of their bombs
I think of tragic hungry babies and how we cannot get along
I think of money and its madness and the rape of the good earth
I think of nations run by TV and the forgotten joy of birth

Am I the only angry poet
No, no, no, of course I’m not
But crowded sidewalks look so lonely
Nothing learned and nothing taught
Nothing learned and nothing taught

I think of medicines that maim, how we ignore our healing power
I think of dreams we all deny because the vision has gone sour
I think of churches that preach nonsense and lives directed from above
I think how different it would be if we could somehow feel love

Am I the only anguished poet
No, no, no, of course I’m not
But crowded sidewalks look so lonely
Nothing learned and nothing taught
Nothing learned and nothing taught
Crowded sidewalks look so lonely

The Bully

Written By: Lenore Elaine

I see you in the playground and you act so tough
I watch you at the ballpark and my god you play rough
You’ve got a mouth like a sewer and an attitude
And they all want to know what’s the matter with you

They say maybe it’s those horrible video games that you play
Maybe it’s all the TV that you watch today
Or how ‘bout we blame the music that you’re listening to
I don’t think so
That’s not what’s giving you the blues

More likely it’s what happened in the kitchen last night
When mom and dad had another fight
Or maybe that weirdo’s been sniffing around you
Or someone close is losing their battle with the booze
And as for what you’re watching on the tube
It’s the news
That’s probably giving you the blues.

‘Cause when I was your age the kids getting shot
Were way over In Viet Nam they weren’t in the parking lot
Of your local mall or your neighborhood school
That’s the kind of news
Might give a kid the blues

I see you in the playground and you act so tough
I watch you at the ball park and you play so rough
But when I look into your eyes it just makes my heart bleed
‘Cause I know exactly what you need
You need someone to put their arms around you
Someone to say kiddo I love you
Someone who is actually there for you
Maybe that would help you
When you get those blues

‘Cause when I was your age I got quantity time
Life wasn’t perfect lots of years I cried
But I wasn’t shipped off to daycare before I could walk
I wasn’t told to be quiet before I could talk
I learned right from wrong and the Golden Rule
And there was always someone there
To help me when I got the blues
I got the blues

I watch you at the playground
I see you at the ballpark

Paris

Written By: Lenore Elaine

I remember school and how they sat me at my desk
And said ‘you’re going to be here a while
You better get used to this’
I would stare out the window
Pray for a miracle
‘Cause I wanted to be anywhere, anyhow, anywhere but there
I wanted to be anywhere, anyhow, anywhere but there
But you gotta learn
They said Lenore you gotta learn learn learn learn learn

But I wanted to go to Paris at the age of five
And have mysterious lovers for the rest of my life
Sit in little cafes and drink red wine
Yeah I was just always so alive
I wanted to go to Paris

I remember my first job and how they sat me at my desk
And said ‘here you go kiddo here’s your office
And you’re going to be here for a long long time
You could even be here for the rest of your life’
I wanted to be anywhere, anyhow, anywhere but there
Anywhere, anyhow, anywhere but there
But you gotta work
Everybody’s gotta work work work work work

I wanted to go to Paris at the age of five
And have mysterious lovers for the rest of my life
Sit in little cafes and drink red wine
Yeah I was just always so alive
I wanted to go to Paris

But it’s a long hard childhood when you don’t like school
And it just gets worse if your job’s not right for you
And you don’t fit in and everything is wrong
And all you want to do is sing your song
Well someone said to me why don’t you follow your heart
Why don’t you learn why don’t you learn how to play guitar

I wanted to go to Paris at the age of five
And have mysterious lovers for the rest of my life
And sit in little cafes and drink red wine
I was just always so alive

I wanted to go to Paris at the age of five
Have lovers all my life
Drink champagne and drink red wine
I was just always so alive

I wanted to go to Paris
I wanted to go to Paris
I wanted to go to Paris
Je veux aller a Paris aujourd ‘hui
Merci

The Old Man

Written By: Lenore Elaine

There was an old man who lived down the street
He always looked a bit surprised
As if to say how did this happen
I used to have a life
Sometimes there’d be a flicker of
The man from better days
And painful recognition
Would sweep across his face

He would walk around that block
And that block never looked the same to him
He’d walk around that block and
It seemed different every time
And he never changed direction
Never tried the next block over
The old man just kept on walking
Like he never planned to stop

From time to time a neighbour
Would stop him to say hello
The old man would look Impatient
Like he’d somewhere else to go
Yes he was always in a hurry
Like he had a special date
And he always looked quite anxious
As though he were very late

He would walk around that block
And that block never looked the same to him
He’d walk around that block and
It looked different every time
And he never changed direction
Never tried the next block over
The old man just kept on walking
Like he never planned to stop

He seemed to have a destination
Planted firmly in his mind
But the journey was a long one
He was clearly tired
Yet he never hesitated
As he walked that same old route
Old man wherever you are going
I hope you get there soon

He would walk around that block
And that block never looked the same to him
He’d walk around that block and
It looked different every time
And he never changed direction
Never tried the next block over
The old man just kept on walking
Like he never planned to stop

He would walk around that block
And that block never looked the same to him
He’d walk around that block and
It looked different every time
And he never changed direction
Never tried the next block over
The old man just kept on walking
Like he never planned to stop

Discography

2007 - Another Life (producer - Paul Mills)

2002 - Summer Dancing

1999 - Lenore (self-titled debut)

Set List

Lenore has enough originals to easily perform a 2 hour show but often includes a smattering of covers by e.g. Springsteen, Dylan, Tom Russell, Melanie, John Prine and others.