Michael Elliott

Michael Elliott

BandCountryAmericana

A recent radio interviewer commented that one reason he loves Michael's songs is that "They tell a story. There's a beginning, a middle, and an end." Combine his talent for strong lyrics and melodies with his interesting picking/strumming style, and you have a musician who is anything but ordinary.

Biography

Michael has a style that combines what he calls "intelligent" country, folk, western, Americana and occasional folksy blues. A strong solo performer, Michael's audiences enjoy both his songs, and the stories that frequently accompany them.
Michael was conceived, as the story goes, at his grand parents house, in Clovis, New Mexico.
Nine months later he was born in Muncie, Indiana. This seems like a trivial detail, except that it helps explain Michael's love of the Southwest, and how he has come to write some of his songs, in a style that he calls Tex/New Mex.

Michael has been playing guitar and writing songs since his early teens. Over the years his musical styles have changed somewhat, but his distinctive finger picking/strumming style sets him apart from the flat pickers and barre chord players so often heard today.

Michael's performing roots run deep. As a teenager, he was part of a local singing group, the We Together Singers, a variation of Up With People. Although the group mostly played locally, they also traveled to cities out of state, and even performed twice at the Indiana State Prison, where Michael was chosen to perform solo. He also played area coffee houses, sang at weddings, and began to hone his craft as a writer and solo performer.

Michael's love of Texas and New Mexico are present in his songwriting. Meeting and marrying his lovely wife Diane, a Texan from Odessa and San Marcos, has added new depth and flavor to his writing and performing.
Don't be fooled, however. In four songs he can take you from a western tinged country song to a love song that will leave you with tears in your eyes, then on to love gone bad, ending on a bluesy number, weaving a tapestry of melodies and stories as he goes.

Michael plays a variety of guitars, mandolin, and 5 string banjo.

Songs from his new CD Panhandle Waltz are currently getting airplay in Texas, New Mexico, Oklahoma, Indiana, and Wales, Great Britain.
Take a moment to listen to his music, and discover songs with well written lyrics and strong melodies. Michael refuses to compromise his standards to write for the Top 40 crowd, giving you memorable songs that will touch your heart, and occasionally bring tears to your eyes.

WHAT PEOPLE ARE SAYING ABOUT MICHAEL'S CD PANHANDLE WALTZ:
* Michael,
It's a good CD! I can see the work that went into it - many, many hours. The tracks I marked for airplay are 4,5,6,13 and 15. Musically, lyrically and vocally, Full Moon In August might be the best song on the album. (Al Kniola, The Back Porch, WVPE 88.1, Elkhart, IN.)

* I added Panhandle Waltz to rotation and will be adding more later. Love the bluesy song! You did a great job on the album! I'll talk to you later.
Take care,
Bill G. (Texas Radio Music Show, Lexington, TX.)

* We played She talked like Texas and yes, Michael, many thousands of people heard it. We reach folks in all fifty states and 23 foreign countries.
* (Regarding Panhandle Waltz): Well Michael it IS a hit! We like it and I personally like She talked like Texas a whole bunch.
Joe Baker can open up a huge market for your kind of song if he likes it and i am sure he will. (Ralph, of Ralph's Back Porch, San Augustine, TX.)

Lyrics

Let Me Stay A Little Longer

Written By: Michael Elliott

LET ME STAY A LITTLE LONGER
HAVE ANOTHER GLASS OF WINE
AND I PROMISE IF YOU WANT ME TO I’LL GO
BUT YOUR COMPANY’S SO FINE
I LOVE YOUR SMILE I’LL DRINK YOUR WINE
LET ME STAY A LITTLE LONGER WITH YOU.
IT’S LATE TONIGHT THE MOON IS HIGH IN TIME WE MAY BE TOO
BUT WHILE I’M HERE LET’S SHARE SOME CHEER WHILE I MAKE LOVE WITH YOU
YOU FASCINATE ME WITH YOUR WAYS, YOUR BODY AND YOUR WINE
JUST FILL MY GLASS AND MOVE UP CLOSE, AND EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE
LET ME STAY A LITTLE LONGER
HAVE ANOTHER GLASS OF WINE
AND I PROMISE IF YOU WANT ME TO I’LL GO
BUT YOUR COMPANY’S SO FINE
I LOVE YOUR SMILE I’LL DRINK YOUR WINE
LET ME STAY A LITTLE LONGER WITH YOU.
THE MORNING COMES THE SUN IS RISING SLOWING O’ER THE TREES
THOUGH THE NIGHT IS PAST I KNOW IT’LL LAST AS SURELY AS THE BREEZE
SO THANK YOU KINDLY FOR YOUR TIME, YOUR LOVING AND YOUR WINE
I LEAVE YOUR SIGHT, OUR SLEEPLESS NIGHT
TO RETURN ANOTHER TIME
LET ME STAY A LITTLE LONGER
HAVE ANOTHER GLASS OF WINE
AND I PROMISE IF YOU WANT ME TO I’LL GO
BUT YOUR COMPANY’S SO FINE
I LOVE YOUR SMILE I’LL DRINK YOUR WINE
LET ME STAY A LITTLE LONGER WITH YOU.

Panhandle Waltz

Written By: Michael Elliott

IT’S SATURDAY NIGHT AND EVERYONE’S HEADING TO TOWN
COUPLES IN PICKUPS AND CARS WITH THE TOPS FOLDED DOWN
LIVE COUNTRY MUSIC TONIGHT BOASTS THE PARKING LOT SIGN
PAY THE DOOR COVER, GET YOUR HAND STAMPED AND SLIP ON INSIDE
AFTER A COUPLE OF HOURS THE LINE DANCE GIVES WAY
THERE’S A SOFT SLOWER TEMPO, THE COUPLES ARE STARTING TO SWAY
WE PULL A BIT CLOSER AND GLIDE A DANCE OVER THE FLOOR
IT’S THE PANHANDLE WALTZ AND IT’S GOT THE CROWD CALLING FOR MORE.
SO ONE-TWO-THREE, TWO-TWO-THREE GLIDE WITH ME NOW CROSS THE FLOOR
IT’S BUCKLE TO BUCKLE AND ROMANCE IS HOPING FOR MORE
THE NIGHT’S FAR FROM OVER AND DANCING WILL PLAY ITS OWN PART
AND THE PANHANDLE WALTZ IS ALWAYS A GOOD PLACE TO START

IN FARWELL AND HEREFORD, SHAMROCK AND BORGER TONIGHT
THEY’RE DANCING A SLOW DANCE FAR FROM THOSE BIG CITY LIGHTS
WHERE THE PARKING LOT GRAVEL STILL CRUNCHES ‘NEATH TIRES AND BOOTS
AND SNAPBUTTON SHIRTS AND DENIM IS OUR TIE AND SUIT
THE ALL NIGHT DINER’S AWAITING WHEN THEY CALL CLOSING TIME
IT’S TOO EARLY FOR COFFEE BUT ANOTHER BEER SUITS US JUST FINE
AND A SALMON PINK SKY TELLS US LAST NIGHT IS GREETING TODAY
YOUR HEAD’S ON MY SHOULDER; AS I DRIVE HOME YOU YAWN AND SAY
ONE-TWO-THREE, TWO-TWO-THREE GLIDE WITH ME NOW CROSS THE FLOOR
IT’S BUCKLE TO BUCKLE AND ROMANCE IS HOPING FOR MORE
THE NIGHT’S FAR FROM OVER AND DANCING WILL PALY ITS OWN PART
AND THE PANHANDLE WALTZ IS ALWAYS A GOOD PLACE TO START

LIVING THAT WEST TEXAS LIFE SOME SAY HAS ITS FAULTS
BUT OUR FAVORITE EVENINGS BEGIN WITH THE PANHANDLE WALTZ

Day's End

Written By: Michael Elliott

CALL IT QUITS, CALL IT A DAY
THE SUN’S BEEN DOWN FOR HOURS
OUGHT TO GET UP AND LOCK THE DOOR
OUGHT TO PULL THE BLINDS
THE ASHTRAY’S OVERFLOWING
THERE’S BOTTLES ON THE FLOOR
LOOKS LIKE SOME OLD “B” MOVIE
THAT WE’VE BOTH SEEN BEFORE

AND I’VE BEEN WAITING DAYS NOW,
SINCE YOU BEEN GONE
PROMISES OF FOREVER DIDN’T LAST TOO LONG

FILL THE GLASS WITH ONE MORE DRINK
THE ICE IS MELTING DOWN
ALL I WANT TO DO IS SLEEP
PERHAPS THE BOOZE WILL DROWN
ALL MY THOUGHTS AND MEMORIES
ALL THE FEELINGS THAT I HOLD
TURN MY HEART TO STONE, NOW
TURN IT HARD AND COLD

I’VE BEEN WAITING DAYS NOW
HOPING THAT YOU’D SAY
WHAT IT WAS THAT HAPPENED
TO THROW MY LOVE AWAY

The Smoky Hill River

Written By: Michael Elliott

THE WATER RUNS EAST, AND I’M HEADING WEST
ALONG THE SMOKY HILL RIVER
I RIDE IN THE RUTS OF THE SANTA FE TRAIL
AS THE RIVER ROLLS ALONG
FIELDS OF GRASS WAVE IN THE HOT SUMMER BREEZE
ALONG THE SMOKY HILL RIVER
ROLLING AWAY TOWARDS OCCASIONAL BLUFFS
AS THE RIVER ROLLS ALONG

I RIDE AT THE PACE THAT SUITS MY HORSE BEST
ALONG THE SMOKY HILL RIVER
WE’VE A FAIR WAY TO TRAVEL BUT TIME IS OUR OWN
AS THE RIVER ROLLS ALONG
I’M SEEING THIS LAND LIKE MY ANCESTOR’S DID
ALONG THE SMOKY HILL RIVER
SENSING AND HEARING ALL THAT’S AROUND
AS THE RIVER ROLLS ALONG

I SEE GHOSTS IN THE MIST AS THE MORNING
SUN BREAKS OF TRAVELERS GONE ON BEFORE
IMMIGRANTS COME TO SETTLE THIS LAND
WITH THEIR DREAMS AND LONGING FOR MORE

DON’T TRY TO TELL ME THE LAND IS ALL GONE
TRAVEL THE SMOKY HILL RIVER
I’VE BEEN RIDING FOR DAYS AND I’VE NOT
SEEN A TOWN
AS THE RIVER ROLLS ALONG
BEAUTY AWAITS WHERE THE AIR’S FRESH AND CLEAN
ALONG THE SMOKY HILL RIVER
WEST KANSAS IS HEAVEN FROM ALL THAT I SEE
AS THE RIVER ROLLS ALONG

THE WATER RUNS EAST, AND I’M HEADING WEST
ALONG THE SMOKY HILL RIVER
I RIDE IN THE RUTS OF THE SANTA FE TRAIL
AS THE RIVER ROLLS ALONG; AS THE RIVER ROLLS ALONG

I Think A Change Is Coming

Written By: Michael Elliott

A woman’s on the bus
And she won’t give up her seat
Yeah, Rosa’s on the bus
And she won’t give up her seat
She said I’m just as tired as you
Stand on your own feet
I think a change is coming

There’s a man a walking
And people walking with him
Yeah Martin comes a walking
Got people walking with him
He said I only want what’s fair
I don’t come here to fight
I think a change is coming

I stepped out on my porch tonight
And things all looked the same
Yeah I stepped out on my porch tonight
But I knew the world had changed
There’s a new man in a big white house
Built with hands of slaves
I think a change is coming

We cannot change the past
And the future we can’t see
A wall is finally crumbling
On that let us agree
So many laid the groundwork
That helped make history
They knew a change was coming

Primer Gray

Written By: Michael Elliott

I SAW HER BY THE ROADSIDE LOOKING UNDER
THE HOOD THAT SUMMER’S DAY
SHE WAS DRIVING AN OLD PICKUP THAT
WAS MOSTLY PAINTED PRIMER GRAY.

SHE THREW THE WRENCH AND THEN SHE KICKED THE FENDER
I COULD HEAR HER SWEAR ACROSS THE WAY
MY MOTIVES WERE MIXED AS I SPUN THE CAR AROUND
LIKE A HERO OUT TO SAVE THE DAY.

IN LOW SLUNG JEANS, BOOTS AND A TANK TOP
AND A TATTOO BETWEEN HER SHOULDER BLADES
SHE WAS LEAN AND PRETTY IN A FADING SORT OF WAY
LIFE WOULD WEAR HER DOWN BUT MAYBE NOT TODAY.

WHEN I GOT OUT AND OFFERED TO HELP HER
HER EYES SPAT FIRE AND ICE AS SHE SAID
“WHAT DO YOU WANT? DO I LOOK LIKE I’M HELPLESS?”
THEN HER EYES BEGAN TO TEAR UP AS SHE SAID:

“THAT NO GOOD LYING BASTARD OF A BOYFRIEND
PROMISED ME HE FIXED MY TRUCK LAST NIGHT
BUT HE’S ALWAYS STARTING THINGS THAT HE DON’T FINISH
I DON’T LOVE HIM AND HE DON’T TREAT ME RIGHT.

LIKE THIS TRUCK HE WAS GONNA PAINT LAST SUMMER
BUT HE’S PUT IT OFF DAY AFTER DAY
YOU DON’T KNOW HOW IT HURTS TO SEE PEOPLE LAUGHING
AT THIS PIECE OF CRAP THAT’S PAINTED PRIMER GRAY”.

I OFFERED TO TAKE HER WHERE’S SHE GOING
SHE SMILED, SAID “NO, BUT THANKS THE SAME
MY BOYFRIEND’S MEAN AND HE’S JEALOUS
BEST HE DON’T SEE YOU- IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.”

IF CIRCUMSTANCES WERE DIFFERENT
IF WE HAD MET ANOTHER WAY
IS IT POSSIBLE WE’D BE TOGETHER?
THAT THOUGHT’S BEEN IN MY MIND TODAY.

BUT FATE DIDN’T GIVE US THAT OPTION
WE EACH HAVE A DIFFERENT HAND TO PLAY
ME, I’M DRIVING HOME TO A DARK HOUSE
AND HER PICKUP IS PAINTED PRIMER GRAY
YEAH, HER TRUCK IS MOSTLY PRIMER GRAY.

An Evening Alone With You

Written By: Michael Elliott

AN EVENING ALONE WITH YOU
©Michael Elliott, BMI

TURN OFF THE TV,
TURN DOWN THE LIGHT
I’LL LOCK THE FRONT DOOR,
WE’RE HOME FOR THE NIGHT
THERE’S NOT A THING YOU CAN’T WAIT TO DO
ALL I WANT IS AN EVENING ALONE WITH YOU

YOU LIGHT THE CANDLES,
I’LL OPEN THE WINE
COME SIT BESIDE ME- WHY DON’T WE ENTWINE?
THE WORLD WON’T STOP TURNING,
WHAT’S OLD WON’T BE NEW
IF I SPEND AND EVENING ALONE WITH YOU

IT’S BEEN DAYS NOW SINCE WE’VE HAD THE TIME
TO SPEND TIME ALONE
AND I FEEL LIKE I’M GOING INSANE
WHEN IT SEEMS LIKE I’M LIVING ALONE

CURL UP WITH YOUR AFGHAN, WHILE I SING A SONG
SO COZY TOGETHER, WHY’S IT SO LONG
SINCE WE BOTH STOPPED RUNNING?
WE ALWAYS KNEW- NOTHING’S AS NICE
AS AN EVENING ALONE WITH YOU
NOTHING’S AS NICE
AS AN EVENING ALONE WITH YOU

Kisses To Keep

Written By: Michael Elliott

KISSES TO KEEP
©Michael Elliott, BMI

ROCK-A-BYE, LULLABY,
IT’S TIME TO LAY YOUR HEAD DOWN.
LET THE DAY BECOME A MEMORY,
REMEMBER ALL YOU’VE DONE.

I’LL NEVER FIND THE WORDS TO SAY
THE WAY I LOVE YOU SO;
IF DEEDS CAN LIVE WITHIN YOUR HEART
SOMEDAY I HOPE YOU’LL KNOW.

BUT OFF TO BED, MY LITTLE ONE,
THE SAND MAN BRINGS YOU SLEEP.
LET ME TUCK YOU INTO BED, AND
GIVE YOU KISSES TO KEEP.

GIVE ME YOUR HANDS ONE BY ONE,
AND A KISS TO EACH I’LL GIVE.
SQUEEZE THEM TIGHT FOR A MOMENT NOW,
THEN DO THE SAME TO ME.

NOW LET’S TAKE THOSE KISSES WE HOLD SO TIGHT
AND RUB THEM ONTO OUR CHEEKS.
ROCK-A-BYE, LULLABY,
YOU HAVE YOUR KISSES TO KEEP.
DON’T BE SCARED OR LONELY, NOW
YOU HAVE MY KISSES TO KEEP.

EVEN IF I’M NOT WITH YOU TONIGHT,
YOU STILL HAVE MY KISSES TO KEEP.

Discography

Panhandle Waltz; 2009
All songs are available for download purchase on itunes, napster and rhapsody.
She Talked Like Texas, Panhandle Waltz and other songs are currently receiving air play in Texas, New Mexico, Indiana and Oklahoma, as well as in Wales, United Kingdom.

Set List

My set list varies based upon the venue. I usually tend to start with an upbeat song like She Talked Like Texas, or Let Me Stay A Little Longer. I usually play play 2 or 3 sets of about 50 minutes each, then take a 10 minute break.

SET LIST: Let Me Stay A Little Longer; She Talked Like Texas; I Let Her Go; She's Not Ready To Be My Lover; Still Sober At Midnight; An Evening Alone With You; Panhandle Waltz; Rag Top Gal; Primer Gray; Smoky Hill River; Day's End.

I usually do a cover or two. I'm partial to Guy Clark's Tornado Time In Texas; Radney Foster's songs Half Of My Mistakes, or School of Hard Knocks; Hal Ketchum's I Know Where Love Lives; and the old Jerry Jeff Walker song Night Rider's Lament (depending on the room).