martyntravis

martyntravis

 Waterford, Munster, IRL
BandWorldCeltic

An alternative folk rock sound with traditional Celtic instrumentation,

Biography

Around 1980, as a keen young musician, helping out in the local Folk Club, in Waterford, Martyn Travis, came into contact with influential songwriters and performers, Luka Bloom, Sonny Condell and Kieran Halpin, all of who recommended that he go to Groningen in Holland, and so the journey began! He got to walk in their footsteps and played venues like the wonderful, Cafe Plus in Groningen. Martyn got together with English fiddle players Ashley Drees and Henry Sears and later teamed up with the very talented, multi instrumentalist, Siard de Jong. They also formed a folk rock band, Plan B. During this time Martyn gigged extensively in Holland, Germany, Belgium, England and also along with Siard joined the Irish American traditional band, 'Baaltinne' in Chicago.

Moving back to Ireland in 1989 to concentrate on his fishing business, Martyn still kept writing songs and performing the occasional gig. In 2005, he formed the Martyn Travis Band, a contemporary folk rock group with a twist of trad.

"As a songwriter the highest honour has to be when someone takes the time to learn one of your songs and particularly when they go and record it and put it on an album. The first song I ever wrote, 'Man from Tralee' is on 4 different albums in America. The American versions are very interesting to listen back to. "

" The song has quiclkly become one of my most requested. Other musicians are asking if they can borrow it. This is how music lives on." Brid Dower about 'The Man from Tralee'.

Martyn is has just released his new album 'Survivin".

Lyrics

Deckhand on a Trawler

Written By: Martyn travis

Deckhand on a Trawler .

You’re down the harbour at the dawn while all the worlds still sleepin’
Rub the sleep out from your eyes ‘tis no place to be dreamin’
You let her ropes go fore and aft, her engines tickin over
And soon you’re steamin’ for Minehead…a deckhand on a trawler.
You feel the wind is getting up the forecast said he’d blow
And as she’s steamin’ to the west she starts to pitch and roll
And through the darkness of the dawn still ploughin’ through the water
And you’re away to earn your pay…a deckhand on a trawler.
Let her go boys head away to sea, leave the lights of Dunmore east upon her quarter
Let her go boys head away to sea, leave the lights of Dunmore east upon her quarter

And all day long we shoot and haul, we gut and wash and stow
And try to keep our balance as we put the fish below
There’s times you’re sleepin’ on your feet you think your arms will fall off
You wonder why you e’er became… a deckhand on a trawler.

Let her go boys head away to sea, leave the lights of Dunmore east upon her quarter
Let her go boys head away to sea, leave the lights of Dunmore east upon her quarter

Your wages and your workin hours are governed by the weather
Through winters gales to summers calms that you’d swear would last forever
You never know when you’ll be home to your lady waitin for ya
You wonder when you’ll see her next… you’re a deckhand on a trawler.

Let her go boys head away to sea, leave the lights of Dunmore east upon her quarter
Let her go boys head away to sea, leave the lights of Dunmore east upon her quarter

I’ve often heard the fellas talk bout the callin of the sea
And I’ve seen lads leave to work ashore but they all came back it seems
From early childhood I have dreamt of life upon the water
Now here I am at last me boys… a deckhand on a trawler

Let her go boys head away to sea, leave the lights of Dunmore east upon her quarter
Let her go boys head away to sea, leave the lights of Dunmore east upon her quarter.

Easy Ways

Written By: Martyn Travis

2. Easy Ways

When I look back on my life I see, I see few reasons for regret.
Yes, there’s bits that I should’ve done better and there’s bits that I’d rather forget
But when I look at us though it’s so sad to know that we’re just hangin’ by a thread
And we’ve made things so complicated, when easy ways are best

Easy ways are best yet we forget how we make such a mess
As we tear pieces from each others hearts
We keep tearin til there’s not that much left
Easy ways are best, yet we’ve come to except nothing more and so much less
As we tear pieces from each others hearts in a spiral of descent

No leaf does turn on that old great tree, not a single blade of grass does turn
And all things are quite peaceful here away from our battle zone
And from the outside lookin in I see we’re both hangin by a thread
That long ago should have been severed, ‘cos anythin is better than this.

Survivin'

Written By: Martyn Travis

Survivin’

When I was a young lad growin’ up, my family and me we didn’t have that much
But there were so many others just like us, yet we were all survivin’
As kids in the class room you had to get tough, and they didn’t come much tougher than the farmers sons,
Who before they came to school had done a days work, yeah they knew all about survivin’, To me they seemed like boys with the body of a man in their “auld fella” suits and their ill fittin pants
And many’s the clatter I got from their hands yet we were all just children
In the rough and the tumble of the everyday with the salt of the earth, no airs or graces
Sure it didn’t do us any harm any way, it was character buildin’
Chorus
Push me round and knock me down, dust me off and mop my brow
Point me facin’ the right way round. Hey look I’m still standin’!
As the seconds and minutes and hours and days and weeks and months and years tick
Away,
I’ve escaped the clutches of my fate, Hey look I’m still survivin’
Sur vi ii vv innnn

Who knows what lies on the road ahead, who knows what life will throw up next
Who knows but in the mornin’ we might all be headin’ where the white light blinds us.
Have we become so far removed from the rigours of life we are cacooned
All wrapped up in cotton wool where the cruel world cannot find us.

Runnin' from it All

Written By: Martyn Travis

Runnin’ from it All.

Barman poor another drink please just to help me on my way
I’ll be leavin’ this town early but it’s here I want to stay
But I’ll not bore ya with the details of a man whose love is all lost.
I’m just gonna drown these bastard sorrows
I wont think no I wont think about the cost
But I never thought it would end this way
I never thought it would end this way
Never thought it would end this way
I never thought it would end this way
And now I’m runnin’ from it all now can’t you see
And I just can’t take no more it’s not for me
Before the goin’ gets too tough I’m gonna be on my way
I’ve already had too much, there’s no reason left for me to stay anyway.

I wish I could go back. Hey, I wish someone would just come along and just change my mind
But great expectations comin’ from some people we knew
Tells me now that what I’m doin’ is right
‘Cos they placed their bets upon us
Like it was just some kinda race
And the odds were all against us
We just couldn’t last the pace
And now I’m runnin’…

The Other Side

Written By: Martyn Travis

The Other Side

I love the freedom that each new day brings to me
I’m a believer the simplist of things.
I’m a believer in the freedom of speech
To have what I need, to go where I please
And say.. say what I feel
‘Cos when I look whats on the other side, Oh it brings it home to me
I’ve got few reasons for complainin’ so long as I’ve got my liberty

So many things in this old world that seem so wrong
We could talk about it and talk about it all day long.
Just give me the freedom to live how I believe
Have what I need, go where I please
And say.. say what I feel
‘Cos when I look whats on the other side, Oh it brings it home to me
I’ve got few reasons for complainin’ so long as I’ve got my liberty
And when I look whats on the other side
I’m just lucky livin’ free
Brothers are out there on that other side fightin’ and dyin’ to be free
Fightin and dyin for liberty
Fightin’ and dyin’ to be.. free…

Discography

Survivin' LP- Title track Survivin' and 'Deckhand on a Trawler' , has received national local radio play (play listed).

Slow it all down EP - local airplay

Walk a path LP - local, national and dutch airplay.h

Man from tralee (Single) - local airplay, national airplay. recorded and released, by 4 different artists based in America