Lora Bidner

Lora Bidner

 Toronto, Ontario, CAN
SoloFolkSinger/Songwriter

Lora Bidner a compelling singer-songwriter and film composer living in Toronto. Her critically acclaimed 9 track 2015 album To The North touches on themes of human pathos, self discovery and folklore. Lora’s eclecticism and raw talent keeps her shows captivating as she plays on piano, guitar, ukulele, and hang drum. Upcoming shows include a show at the legendary Blacksheep Inn on August 26th as well as a performance with award winning duo The Visit on October 15th at Beach United Church.

Biography

Lora Bidner is a compelling singer-songwriter and film composer living in Toronto. Her critically acclaimed 9 track 2015 album To The North touches on themes of human pathos, self discovery and folklore and includes styles of music from atmospheric haunt-folk in the vein of Fever Ray to electronic-pop in the vein of Florence and the Machine. Hosting two sold out album release parties in Ottawa and Toronto, To the North received radio play on CBC radio 1 and attention from media outlets such as Exclaim!, Huffington Post, Ottawa Showbox, Apt 613 and more.

 A multi-faceted artist, Lora’s eclecticism and raw talent keeps her shows captivating as she plays proficiently on piano, guitar, ukulele, and hang drum; her stunning voice can be likened to Tori Amos or Regina Spektor. Having toured the East Coast along with folk-rock band “The Royal Streets” in the Summer of 2013, Lora performs frequently in Ontario and involves herself in the local Ottawa and Toronto music community.

Notable performances include performing at the 2015 Ottawa Bluesfest, 2014 Ottawa Folk Festival main stage, the NAC 4th stage for "Musik Ottawa" and performing at the legendary Blacksheep Inn sharing the stage with Juno award winning/nominated artists like SoCalled, Craig Cardiff, Justin Nozuka, Lynn Miles, Jim Bryson, Jill Barber, Danny Michel, Hannah Georgas, Dar Williams and more.

Lora’s very unique, natural playing style comes from both a self-taught and formally trained background. An active artist in her music community, Lora is a member of SOCAN, SAC and SCGC. Having completed her Bachelor of Music degree in the Singer-Songwriter’s program at Carleton University with High Honors with Distinction in 2014, Lora is completing her second year in a Masters of Music Technology at the University of Toronto studying under four time Juno award-winning producer Jeff Wolpert. Lora continues to not only perform but also pursue a career as a composer for film, winning a SOCAN Young Composers Award for her short animation score “Missing” by Stephanie Chewy (2016). Lora is currently writing for several short films as well as a full-length documentary called “Slut or Nut” www.slutornut.com . Upcoming shows include a show at the legendary Blacksheep Inn on August 26th as well as a performance with award winning duo The Visit on October 15th at Beach United Church. For more information about Lora visit www.lorabidner.com    

Lyrics

Author

Written By: Lora Bidner

I'm the Author of my own life.
I got out just what I put in.
And at the time it just seemed right.
Now I sit in sunken skin.

And you won't give to me no, you walk on.
I'm sittin' lonely now, you walk on,
And my life it seems like it has already gone,

But I keep holding on x2

And now I sit here my life, trickling.
These endless hours of solitaire, don't do anything.
And I know I'll be sitting here for hours more,

Cause Sunday is my only Holiday x3

Sand Castle Honesty

Written By: Lora Bidner

If Honesty were a house
Mine would be a suburban one all calm and cute
Sittin’ next to yours, with kids biking past
And in the morning I’d get my paper,
I’d do my garden, I’d watch my shows, and it would be nice
It would be nice
I’d say hello to my friendly neighbour I’d say I’m fine thanks
How are you? You’d say you’re fine to

But, late and night I’d lie a walk, thinking of sandcastles by the sea
In my living room I’d have a big sand chimney and a window above my kitchen sink
So I could peal my potatoes by the ocean
Just, gaze right into that vast sea
Back my casserole, placidly
at the pace of the rhythmic sea
I’d rather be honest than free
And a sandcastle house is not the practical thing, I do know
But I’d rather be happy than safe in a suburban home
So, all you do, is cup some sand, there you’ve got it,
Use your pinky, build a window
And if oh, late at night a storm would come,
I’d tie my, teddy bear to my ankle
Grab my surf board and make for the roof
And I’d just ride that tsunami right out to sea
Just, ride away my vulnerability
Let my home, wash back to the sea
That’s ok I’ll build it back the next day
I’d rather be honest than safe
It didn’t have an on-suite bathroom anyway
I’ll build it back with a walk-in closet the next day
let my home wash back to the sea
That’s ok I’ll build it back the next day
I’d rather be honest than safe
I’d rather be honest than safe

3,000 Volts

Written By: Lora Bidner

Hey now I save the best for the last.
Held me down and I fought me back
Until I was a barren, black hole.
And oh, happiness?
I only dreamt of it
In black and white,
Then when I’d open my eyes, a nightmare was my life.
I couldn’t take it anymore,
So I took it to his throat.
And I never felt more free
Than when I drew that blade close.
Yeah well I told them it was me;
The handcuffs on my wrists were cold.

Well you should’a seen their faces,
when I took the stand, I raised my right hand.
I had my reasons,
But they could never understand.
Yeah well I, I knew where my fate lied when I felt his blood all on my hands.
But I confess,
I’ve never taken my life so seriously, ’till I was looking down death row.
And yeah father, you can pray for me, but I am quite sure of where I’ll go.
No no, it’s not heaven, hell or limbo, it’s a place that you’ll never know.
But you’ll be watching in the front row,
While my head’s pumped with 3,000 volts.
I’ll light up like a firefly,
Then I’ll be gone like those memories when I was five.

Jars in our hands,
Oh running through the fields,
Eyes wide.
Hey now I save the best for the last.
My big finish when I finished him off
And now my contempt lies six-feet under the grass.
I may look like a caged bird to you now,
Just wait until they set me free
I’ll fly out like a firefly,
I’ll be those sparks shining in your eyes.
Your eyes your eyes
Your eyes, your eye

When we were Young

Written By: Lora Bidner

When we were young, we fought battles in our yard.
When we were young, all the castles were ours.

And now, I’ve forgot what it’s like to breath, unconditionally.
And now I look back on those sweet memories,
And all of them, they’re lost in time.
When we were young
We were dreamers without cause
And oh my mind’s stuck on envy not grace
And I ache
Oh, and it’s easy to fall when you’re already down
Oh you’re lost
In time
When we were young, we fought battles in our yard.
When we were young, all the castles were ours.

The Tide

Written By: Lora Bidner

All my life
I have been waiting with eyes
That hunger for the shore, the sun
The glistening sand beneath my feet

I seek a clear view of the sky
Untarnished by the veil of the ocean’s surface
I long to breath the sweet air
To dry in the breeze

I look to the tide
the tide

Though I will miss the haunting whale calls
The deep and dark abyss
The reef I called my home
The rhythm in the current

I look to the tide
the tide

The stars above, they call to me
Their melody beckoning
In the cove I peer unnoticed
I seem a myth
But I am here
Soon I’ll wash up in the tide, the tide

To the North

Written By: Lora Bidner

To the north, yeah we’ll go
To the north , yeah we’ll go
To the North, yeah we’ll go
Neon lights and paper snow
To the North, yeah we’ll go

There used to be vines on this hill
Now they’re all gone
And I’m sure they tried
But no cup to fill
No cup to fill
No cup to fill

Followed tracks to get here
Lost my way again
Two rocks do make fire
Smoke signals in my eyes again
And I try, but I miss
And I miss the way that it was
Globe of glass, that I’m in
I’d fall if not frozen.

To the North!

Ignite

Written By: Lora Bidner,Jamaal Jackson Rogers

We have no idea
Where we are right now
Lost in emptiness
Candles of hope no longer burn bright
The shores of peace a distant memory
With palms pressed to glass Our own reflection turns away
Locked out from the inside
Screams for help in soundproof rooms
We are drowning in the crescendos of survival Waves of doubt crashing down Like tides falling under full moons
and the belief in new beginnings
Fades to darkness
But even then
When gravity grips you
And reality is stranger than fiction
Remember
For what it’s worth
Sometimes
Only the pain can keep the lights on

Chorus:
It will come to you in time
I know your candle doesn’t burn as bright in the cold
And deep down, I know you must know
That I’ll be by your side
Oh I know, I’ll ignite, I’ll ignite
Ignite

Verse 2

We seem to forget
That even when your heart has been abandoned far too long
Left to find something from nothing And the bitter cold surrounds you
As long as there is life, there will always be light
There is no escape from heartache
We can’t clap our hands to make it go away
But we can let go of our cries
Bring rain to the thunder
Strike fire on dusk
Hold hands when all seems lost
Until, one day, someday, soon
Clarity comes to mind
And somewhere between the blink of an eye
And a new sunrise You hear a voice
That distant friend
The honesty you once knew so well
Calls you by your name,
And Tells you
Do not be afraid

Chorus

Verse 3
Show the world we are more than just a body of harsh storms
Of lost stars
Of burn scars
We are embers
Flickers
Pages
Stories
We are Sparks
No two moments are alike, what will you do, will you let your flame die or will you ignite?

Chorus

Understand

Written By: Lora Bidner

We’ll understand when time has past
Though all that we do is sit back and laugh
Oh this is the time of the last
A life slips past
Maybe we understood when we were young
Soon forgot it all

We’ll understand when we’re too old
Memories cold and our stories told
Or, we’ll know it all when we’ve gone from this place
On to the next, far and away

Maybe we’ll get the picture piece by piece as stones are thrown, and wars are fought
And though you’ve lost your train of thought, it keeps on driving on and on
Chorus
The best, the brightest days
Are our darkest nights
And there’s only time, before theres only us

They climb all mountains
Fly over all clouds
Valleys they walk to find out
I’m sure I’d do the same to hear what they’ve got to save about

Chorus x2

I Awoke

Written By: Lora Bidner

I stood for so long, I was stone and I was gone
Then when I arose I felt the light on my face
I liked that very much
Then I walked, I ran, and my knees peeled
And soon my hair was washed and my feet to, and I was just like you
Chorus
I awoke, to a memory
and I felt the earth firm beneath my feet
Oh just like history
When I arose I felt the vines release me, oh release
It all crumbed down
All of my dreams, my love, my own
And how did it feel?
When my power raised, heard it hardened your face
I always worshiped the moon, ordained by the sky
And I followed its light, oh to shadow
And I lay my laurels down
I look to you, a side I never knew

Did you see me in your dreams?
Did you hear me in the night?
Could you still hear my cries?
Well I hope my tortured eyes, are still in your mind
I hope it haunted you for life

I awoke, to a memory
and I felt the earth firm beneath my feet
Oh now it’s history
When I arose I felt the vines release me, oh release me
Couldn’t hear me crying out?
Didn’t you hear me call for help?
Couldn’t you feel what I felt?
Well, I hope my tortured eyes, are still in your mind
Oh I hope it haunted you for life

Discography

To the North - Fall 2015 9 Track Album