Marc Gelinas

Marc Gelinas


Excellent rootsy pop-rock. Perfect AAA radio songcraft. Zeppelin & Paul Simon riding in Neil Young's van. Melodic & memorable. Exceptional voice; great band performances; well arranged/produced. Tons of charisma/stage presence. Prolific song repertoire of 400+ originals. CHECK


Bunch of friends coughed up a six-string when I turned sixteen. My father wasn't happy. Nothing shocking in retrospect. Taught myself listening to Zeppelin, Neil Young and Paul Simon albums. The imprint's still there, though the chasm's widened since. Started writing & singing songs, playing with lots of talent, and recording. More writing. More recording. Fell in love. Still more musicians. Still more writing. Still more recording. Still in love.

A "manager" suggested I rename myself. Came up with Vox Crosby. Got the name out there a little. Not too much. Friends, fans and some press. Opened a few papers to see my picture staring back. That was nice. Opened for Sam Roberts (both from Pointe Claire...super nice guy); Lisa Loeb (I blew the room away); Pilate (absolutely nothing to say); Kim Mitchell (he hit on my girlfriend...she's still my girlfriend); and Trooper (so loud the sound guy stood outside). Supposed to open for Alanis Morrisette (still don't own a cell phone). Placed finalist in Montreal rock station CHOM 97.7's Esprit contest. "Nowhere Love" moved to heavy rotation for Nov/Dec due to listener demand. Pulled over on the shoulder everytime.

Invited to NY to record with big producer Malcolm Burn (Bob Dylan; Emmylou Harris; Peter Gabriel). Held a Grammy Award. Nothing came of it. Played more shows. Flew to Vancouver to record with Juno-producer Brenndan McGuire (Sam Roberts; Sloan; The Dears). Swam in every lake in Nanaimo. Nothing came of it.

Broke up the band. Gigged acoustic through 2005 into 2006. Stopped playing live for the better part of 2006. Sadness set in. Worked like crazy to pay for the best thing I've ever accomplished in my life, "Waiting at the Red Lights". Produced it with engineer Kevin Gault (Jean LeLoup; Anik Jean). Beautifully mastered by Ryan Morey (Arcade Fire; The Stills). Sung and played all but drums (Tyson Schallmann). Songs sound exactly as they'd echoed through my head. Sad and sweet and real and rocking. First time I'm in love with my recordings. So proud that I went back to being me. Marc Gelinas. Feels so much better.

Still in love.

Finally it begins.


Smolder Me

Written By: Marc Gelinas

All I need from you lady love
Is a sign
All it takes for me tonight
You were wrong
You wore more than pride
Smolder me

I did not come seeking asylum
Smolder me
It's my life, so it's my right
And it's my raging fire tonight
From the frying lust
To the firelight
Smolder me

Boil this blood that slithers coldly through the veins of night
Drown this heart while drinking my wine

I did not come seeking asylum
Smolder me
Build me up, then tear me down
And wear my foundations to the ground
If we're terminal
You'll make your next flight
Smolder me

But you keep me waiting
And it makes me crazy
And our love gets lazy
As I wait, and I wait, oh

Smolder me
It's my life, so it's my right
And it's my raging dire desire
I did not come wielding reprisals

And all I need blessed beacon love
Is a light
And I don't need it as no guide, no
Purge my soul, baptize me with your fire
Smolder me
Smolder me
Smolder me

Oh, I've been waiting
I've been waiting
I've been waiting for you...

Call Me Vegas

Written By: Marc Gelinas

My girl lies asleep in my arms
The light that lets me read
Shows her age
Her and I are cramped aboard
A Greyhound bus heading south
I gently close my book and kiss her mouth
Still she sleeps

I hail from Gatineau,
Oh, but its years since I left
Memories are shrouded in their pall Call me Vegas
Like the lands the I have watched Roll away in the night
All the lives that I have lived are lost From my sight

Some sunny day
I’ll escape my name
I will fly
And finally shake my destiny
Free my life

I was born
Into December’s dicey white
Thrown a Sagittarius by sign;
Come up snake eyes
Raised with all the love that I could store
I hit the road and my plight
A gambler made a traveler
I was trumped
I’ve walked the line

Till some sunny day
When I’ll escape my fate
Call me Vegas
And finally shake my destiny
Call me Vegas…Vegas

My last throw of the dice
Was on a girl with tired eyes
She said our paths were written in the stars
But it’s there that I lost mine
So I shook the bookies looking for me
Cut my losses, and saved my spine
And I took along a girl with tired eyes
For my guide

So now I’m on a bus that splits the night,
While salvation sleeps beside me
With all my stakes now riding on this ride
Sleep takes my eyes

Some sunny day
I’ll escape my name
I will fly
And finally shake my destiny
Free my life

Yeah, some sunny day
I’ll just walk away
Break my fate
But the house is hard to beat
And it just keeps on haunting me
Calls me: “Vegas…Vegas…Vegas…”

The Break Up

Written By: Marc Gelinas

The Break Up
(Words & music by Marc Gelinas)

There’s got to be a way that we can put it back together
Don’t ever tell me: “never”, cause never ain’t a way
She said: “You know, I think that you and I apart feels better
Some storms you needn’t weather; you run in from the rain”.

I left you in the strains of, over what, I can’t remember
Straight answers come crooked; your face was full of pain
How we let the little things, in their ambition get the better
I really can’t tell you; and sorry is always late

I can’t believe you don’t believe in us
In spite of love and trust
Please don’t you leave me to a life of loss, no, no…

There’s got to be a way that we can pull it back together
So I wrote it in a letter, and let it take my place
I’m hanging from your love like a ball upon a tether
If the blows don’t get the better, the hang will have its way

I can’t believe you don’t believe in us
I know some times were tough
I won’t survive becoming me once more, no, no…

The hands that make a man can bring him down
I wore your fingerprints upon my crown
Yes I did

I can’t believe you don’t believe in us
In spite of love and trust
You looked so lovely crying in my arms
I should have let it go
I’m terrified of being on my own

So there’s got to be a way that we can put it back together…

Why was I fighting over nothing my love?
Now I have nothing worth the fighting; you’re gone
I lost you fighting over nothings my love
Now with the break up I have nothing at all
You’re gone


'WAITING AT THE RED LIGHTS' (completed and
self-released). year 2007

Album can be heard at

Recently featured on CHOM 97.7 FM & CKUT 90.3 FM in Montreal.

Have had press coverage in The Montreal Gazette, The Chronicle, and The Hour.

Have been featured in numerous podcasts/online radio, including IndieCan Radio and CBC Radio3.

'WONDER' (independent release under pseudonym
"Vox Crosby"). year 2003

Single 'Nowhere Love' from "WONDER" spent 5-6 weeks in heavy rotation on Montreal rock station CHOM 97.7 FM due to listener interest through Nov/Dec of 2003.

Set List

In the full band shows, the structure has generally been 2 to 3 sets of 40 to 45 minutes each, mostly original, with a couple of solo-acoustic numbers thrown in as well. Covers range from Paul Simon and Peter Gabriel, to Led Zeppelin and Bruce Springsteen.

I have played upwards of 3 hour long shows solo-acoustically, largely comprised of originals pulled from my repertoire of roughly 400+ songs.