Matthew Hornell

Matthew Hornell

 St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador, CAN
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On the heels of his debut release, Hornell received four Music NL awards - including Entertainer of the Year and the Rising Star Award. He has shared stages with such talented musicians as Elliott Brood, Sloan and David Francey and brought his songs to shows and venues all across Canada.

Biography

Biography
(June, 2011)

Matthew Hornell is a singer and a songwriter from Newfoundland and Labrador. After bursting onto the St. John's music scene with live shows that showcased his unflagging energy, Hornell's award-winning debut album, released in 2010, firmly established him as a vital new voice in the songwriting community of Atlantic Canada.

After a cross-Canada tour with his band in the fall of 2010, Hornell returned home to spend the winter writing and working on new material that will form the foundation of his sophomore album, slated for release in early 2012. He'll hit the road again this summer, this time working his way to the opposite coast as a solo performer, joined by friends along the way.

On the heels of his debut release, Hornell received four Music NL awards - including Entertainer of the Year and the Rising Star Award. He has shared stages with such talented musicians as Elliott Brood, Sloan, David Francey and Brian Borcherdt and brought his songs to shows and venues all across Canada.

Lyrics

Khaki Dodgers

Written By: Matthew Hornell

Buccaneers for now, forever.
Heart and soul of the hard-rock mines:
The Khaki Dodgers.

Many men came from the out ports,
Seeking a new freedom.
In search of a solid paycheck
when the fishing couldn’t feed them.

My Grand-father came from Kirkland Lake,
to play hockey.
Swift on skates and with his stick,
Came some magic tricks
That folks would traverse miles to see, couldn’t get much finer
than the men in the senior hockey league called the Buchans Miners.

You could hop the train like my grandmother, though she snuck in past her father
A price she was willing to pay, to see her Buchans miner play.
You could jump the bullet like my grandmother, though she snuck in past her father
A risk she would gladly take, to see her Buchans miner skate.

It was a real nice place to raise a family; you could buy cigarettes and drink brandy…
If you worked for ASARCO, blood sucking Yankees.
It was boom and bust; they had our trust that things would stay the same.
But the mines ran out, they had doubt, they left as quickly as they came.
--Now they say that you’re a ghost town, but I never have been haunted.
Passed down all your lessons; you reared my father in ’59.
Back when the baby’s boomed; folk couldn’t have been finer
Spent hours in the ore shed rink and watched the Buchans Minors

You could hop the train like my grandmother, though she snuck in past her father
A price she was willing to pay, to see her Buchans miner play.
You could jump the bullet like my grandmother, though she snuck in past her father
A risk she would gladly take, to see her Buchans miner skate.

buccaneers for now, forever…..

Matthew Hornell ©

Easy On Me

Written By: Matthew Hornell

Your love was overpowering, overpowering and oh so free,
Got drunk and I picked you daisies, picked you daisies but you let me be.

You gave me all your kindness, all your kindness but I passed it up.
Our love was so complete, so complete, but not enough.

Love me or leave me, but don’t deceive me
I have learned my heart can’t take the blow.

Don’t you go so easy on me easy on me. (no) don’t you go.

Know my heart is content; my heart’s content when I drink wine,
True love is all around me, all around sometimes hard to find.

I have cursed, I’ve cursed the distance, I cursed the distance to curse : a sin.
Love moves it moves like water, moves like water but the tides come in.

Love me or leave me, but don’t you deceive me
I have learned my heart can’t take the blow.
And don’t you go so easy on me easy on me. (no) don’t you go.

Know my heart is content; my heart’s content when I drink wine,
True love is all around us, all around sometimes hard to find.

I have cursed, I’ve cursed the distance, I cursed the distance to curse: a sin.
Love moves it moves like water, moves like water but the tides come in.

Matthew Hornell
©

Goodbye For Now

Written By: Matthew Hornell

radiant tears – roll from your face
you were at my side
now gone with no trace

take these drifting parts, let each one be free
someday, some life may they return to see

we fall into position
forces above and below
and the wheel – always spinning
when you’re here and when you go

winds take him south, winds take her east
winds take us to a place we feel peace.

we fall into position
forces above and below
and the wheel – always spinning
when you’re here and when you go

brilliant beams shine on this place
you miss the salty breeze
I miss your glorious face

we fall into position
forces above and below
and the wheel – always spinning
when you’re here and when you go

Matthew Hornell©

Discography

Matthew Hornell and the Diamond Minds - Self Titled (2010)
1. She Only Loves Me
2. Red Crescent
3. Waiting For A Train
4. Easy On Me
5. Khaki Dodgers
6. Lose To Learn
7. Float Away
8. Will You Come Back
9. Goodbye For Now

Matthew Hornell and the Diamond Minds - From The Fall (2009) E.P

1. Khaki Dodgers (4:37)
2. She Only Loves Me (3:48)
3. Ancient and Unknown (3:13)
4. Goodbye For Now (5:31)

-Received airplay on CBC, local and college radio.

Set List

All I See Is You
Ancient and Unknown
Changing Paths
Dogwood
Easy On Me
Float Away
Goodbye For Now
Khaki Dodgers
Lose to Learn
Maybe Mondays
Red Crescent
She Only Loves Me
Something's Missing
Solitary Road
The Stars Will Receive You
This Way Out
Violet
Waiting For a Train
Will You Come Back
Wine For Pilgrims