Mysha Caruso

Mysha Caruso

BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

Mysha Caruso brews fresh indie Folk infusions with lyrics of vivid imagery. Composer for the theatre and writer for bands Kites & Crows and One Horse Shy . A lively performer delivering a full poetic display.

Biography

singer/songwriter Mysha Caruso is fulfilling a fresh sound in the traditions of Americana and Folk music with the compelling theatrical emotions of his solo performances, with his indie folk band project
kites & crows
and as bassist for roots country band ONE HORSE SHY

Originating in North Carolina , Mysha attended the Walnut Hill School of the Performing Arts where he began weaving his poetry with music and theatre. While he performed extensively in the theatre , it was not untill he initiated his song with the influences of Americana, Appalachian, Celtic, Folk and singer-songwriters of these traditions when he found his sturdy stance in his craft, ,
a compass
that directs his artistic expansion on a generously sincere journey.

Mysha now works at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival where he is a stagehand
and has composed original soundtrack music for several theatrical performances at OREGON STAGE WORKS.

Lyrics

Count Me In

Written By: M. Caruso

I don’t need to know how far you’re gonna’ sink below
Makes no difference if your dreams are behind a fence
I don’t see myself goin’ where you’ve been
But if you have a plan for me to be your man
You can count me in
You can count me in

I found you in your chair, framed by the fire’s glare
You were feeling dignified sittin’ by the fireside
But there are none of your games that I’m losin’ sleep to win
So if you need a hand to get up and stand
Well you can count me in
You can count me in

You can count all the times we tried to begin
You can count all the ways we tried and tried again
But if you have a plan for me to be your man
You can count me in
You can count me in

MORE TO THE STORY

Written By: M. Caruso

Well, girl I know sometimes, you don’t feel much like trying
Stuck here on this land, just to use your hands
To drop a trail of stones on the outlines
And like trying to stick one or two on the waters of a creek that’s running dry

Phone call at 2am, must be some kind of tragedy or else a lonesome friend
Yes you gave me coffee, yes I like your kitchen
But I’ve known this all before

Now what I’m trying to do is hear about the fog you drove through
To get back past the old bell tower on highway 22
You could’ve been holding on a straighter line for all I knew
But there’s more to the story

There’s more to the story in you
There’s more to the story in you

The old bell tower has seen the seaside weather
Its’ tone was blown way out past a memory
But if that cozy kitchen coffee brought us back around I would agree
I would agree

Phone call at 2am, must be some kind of tragedy or else a lonesome friend
Yes you gave me coffee, yes I like your kitchen
But I’ve known this all before

Now what I’m trying to do is hear about the fog you drove through
To get back past the old bell tower on highway 22
You could’ve been holding on a straighter line for all I knew
But there’s more to the story

There’s more to the story in you
There’s more to the story in you
There’s more to the story in you
There’s more to the story in you

OUT OF RANGE

Written By: M. Caruso

born in circus shoes, with no parachute
so hard pressed to squeeze it all down tight
with no good clues,

woah oh, time to go back to the parade
I’ve fallen out of range
Away, I could fade like paper in the rain
I’ve fallen out of range

No more caged up swan, on Monticello’s lawn
but no one here to see the fresheset feathers fly
before they’re gone

woah oh, time to go back to the parade
I’ve fallen out of range
Away, I could fade like paper in the rain
I’ve fallen out of range

Taxi 17, sayin’ , where you bound?
I’m ready to head back, I’ve been lost and found

woah oh, time to go back to the parade
I’ve fallen out of range
Away, I could fade like paper in the rain
I’ve fallen out of range

She hangs the Moon

Written By: M. Caruso

Tethered at the feet
With hollow pocket hope
And though I try I can’t free up my rope,
Miss forget-me-not
Gave hers a go,
It unraveled like a wagon down the slope,

She hangs the moon up on the wall with a string
She hangs the moon
She hangs the moon up on the wall with a string
She hangs the moon

Didn’t want her to go,
She didn’t stop to trade
Any wicked good arrangements we made,
With the bells of spring,
A packed wagon load
So, we couldn’t wait much longer I suppose,

She hangs the moon up on the wall with a string
She hangs the moon
She hangs the moon up on the wall with a string
She hangs the moon

Who am I to shape it
The best time to escape here,

She hangs the moon up on the wall with a string
She hangs the moon

Miss forget- me- not,
She didn’t stop to trade
Any wicked good arrangements we made

End of the Road

Written By: M. Caruso

Where you gonna' go when the sun goes down
I think I'm goin' too
where you gonna' go when the sun goes down
I sure do wish I knew
I heared you know a place where we can go I heared you know a place at the end of the road
Where you gonna' go when the sun goes down
I think I'm goin' too

Cause the farthest place from anywhere I know
is the closest place that I call home
without you there is no need to go
won't you meet me at the end of the road
down at the end of the road

Where you gonna' go when the morning comes
where will you go today
where you gonna' go when the morning comes once you are awake
I heared you know a place where we can go I heared you know a place at the end of the road
Where you gonna' go when the morning comes
I think I'm goin' too

Where you gonna' go when the sun goes down
I think I'm goin' too
where you gonna' go when the sun goes down
I sure do wish I knew
I heared you know a place where we can go I heared you know a place at the end of the road
Where you gonna' go when the sun goes down
I think I'm goin' too

Discography

Mysha Caruso - WEATHERVANE (2007)
solo indie / folk album
Kites & Crows - Lifeboat ep ( 2008)
www.myspace.com/kitescrows
One Horse Shy - self titled ( 2008)
www.onehorseshy.net
Mysha Caruso 2006 release, Where We Belong...
original alt.country , folk, bluegrass tunes

June 2004 release..." A Bright Beckoning"
a studio project reflecting traditional music with
original Celtic-Folk tunes and poetic ballads...
featured as a soundtrack to Dreamtime Yoga film

Set List

all original music
including....
Backroad Pioneer
Don't Hold Me Down
Weathervane
Won't wait so long
Just Like You
Found My Home
Endless Odyssey
Way Down the Line
Within the Circle
It's Clear to Me
Recieve My Remedy
Grandmother Rose
Way Down The Line
Keep Me Walkin'
and more..........