Nick Motil

Nick Motil

BandFolkAcoustic

Bubbling around the fringes of David Gray, Paul Simon, and Dave Matthews: Nick Motil is successfully the highest booked music act in the country on the college market. He continues to gain a fanbase worldwide...Continuously touring 200+ dates per year, his live shows are not to be missed!

Biography

With countless shows already under his belt, (over 100,000 miles of touring!), Nick Motil is an experienced performer and storyteller. “It’s really, for me, all about lyrics and the story-telling,” says Motil. “I feel the best songs come from the best hearts.” From campus to campus, he’s carried a quietly hopeful message of love and life to thousands.

Currently, Motil is the most-booked singer-songwriter on the college market. Distinctively, Motil plays all his shows barefoot. He started simply enough, with a self-released 7-song CD called “My Life” that reverberated from his Ohio home to Europe and beyond. Since, Motil has released three full-length albums, and the most recent 6-track, "Everything's Alright EP" with producer Bill Bell (Tom Cochrane, Jason Mraz, Justin Nozuka).

“Nick Motil creates songs you can relate to. His songs take you to a place you’ve never been, but feel like you’ve lived there all your life. His live performances capture you, draw you in, and make you sing along…even if you’re unsure of the words. The humor Motil displays on stage breaks the ice to an evening-long conversation in which the stage becomes a living room. Kick off your shoes and enjoy.”

Lyrics

One of These Days

Written By: Motil copyright Allen Eleanor Music 2005

It’s the way she makes it seem as if her eyes are all for me,
It’s the way she flashes smiles at me while she’s serving up the drinks,
In that small-town corner-bar on Main, where we always seem to meet

And she knows my name, but calls me “boy” as I start to play my tunes,
It’s the way she says it’s cute that I still play without my shoes,
It’s the way she makes me feel each night I play that small venue.

And I swear, one of these days, you know, I’ll probably ask her out,
And one of these days she’ll probably just smile and turn me down.
She’s probably got someone else, she don’t need me around.

Every night, more of the same, you know each and every time,
It’s the things that dance inside my brain of the day that she’ll be mine,
I weighed-up all the pros and cons and waited for my time.

And finally, I got the hints so I took her to a show,
And finally, now I understand what they mean by, “you’ll just know”
By the way she smiles and holds my hand, it makes me wanna be a better man.

And I swear, one of these days, I’ll figure this girl out,
I’ll throw a ring on her left hand, and learn what love’s about,
She’ll take all of my breath away as she’s walking down the aisle.

And I’ll know, that this is where life is supposed to go,
She’ll be the best thing that I’ve never known,
She’ll be all that I need, and she’ll mean everything to me.

One of these days, I’ll be helping her move out,
I’ll be sharing my whole life with her in that small one-bedroom house,
We’ll look back on how far we’ve come, I’ll be so glad I asked her out.
I’m so glad I asked her out…I am so glad I asked her out.

Million Miles

Written By: copyright 2005 Allen Eleanor Music

These events may be nonfiction, but all the fallacies remain,
And for protection of identity’s sake, our names have all been changed,
See, timing is often perfect, but it rarely works out for me.

And whenever both my eyes are closed, I still can see your face,
Day-dreaming out into the evening and the windows of my place,
I’m picturing your bright blue eyes – they’re slowly fading into the streets.

And all the streets look wet, but I don’t think it’s rained,
Its just light bounces off these hot streets when they’re paved,
So hard to ignore any of this, and hard to forget your face and that kiss,
When you’re there, and I’m here…even when I’m here, I’m still there.

You know, she’s cuter than I thought she’d be, this angel from my dreams,
So why is it she’s leaving me, flying back to Tennessee?
See, timing is often perfect, but it rarely works out for me.

And all the streets look wet, but I don’t think it’s rained,
Its just light bounces off these hot streets when they’re paved,
So hard to ignore any of this, and so hard to forget your face and that kiss,
When you’re there, and I’m here…even when I’m here, I’m still there.

I’ll be with you every moment, every minute of the day until the day that I can hold you,
I’ll be thinking of you always, every minute you’re away, I’ll day-dream that this is over every moment I’m awake…

And all the streets look wet, but I don’t think it’s rained,
Its just light bounces off these hot streets when they’re paved,
So hard to ignore any of this, and hard to forget your face and that kiss,
When you’re there, and I’m here…even when I’m here, I’m still there.

I wish it was easy like that, and I wish that it snowed here,
Surrounded by neon lights, I’m a million miles from nowhere,
So hard to ignore any of this, and so hard to forget your face and that kiss,
When you’re there…and I’m here…even when I’m here, I’m still there.

Cleaner Eyes

Written By: copyright 2005 Allen Eleanor Music

You were uninvited; you came in on your own,
Your message clear, your tone sincere, but still I’m on my own,
And you just drop in, a little mingling with your friends,
For a long three-day weekend, then you’re up and gone again,

So welcome my dear, to the land of expectations,
Where people live their lives without your limitations,
Where their feelings never hide, and they’re often tongue-tied,
They stumble out the words, “Welcome to my world.”

It’s 3AM and while the world’s asleep,
I’m thinking of you, but you’re not thinking of me.
You’re lying with him and dreaming your dreams,
And calling all the time; I think you’re starting to see.

So welcome my dear, to the land of expectations,
Where people live their lives without your limitations,
Where their feelings never hide, and though they’re often tongue-tied,
They stumble out the words, “Welcome to my world.”

Holding hands with you on this yellow-brick road,
Click your heels soon and you’ll be heading home,
Leaving me alone just to think this through,
And day-dream of growing old with you
Hoping deep inside that I’ll see you soon,
All the reasons, even if they’re not shown,
Meeting you was worth its weight in gold,
Of every brick of that yellow-brick road,
You know, it doesn’t matter what you do, how hard I try,
I’m gonna fail to prove that the ones I love might love me too,
And through the lies you’ll find the truths,
And every now and then, from time to time,
It’ll come to pass and you’ll realize,
It’s never not alright for you to cry,
And see the world through cleaner eyes

And every now and then, from time to time,
It’ll come to pass and you’ll realize,
It’s never not alright for you to cry,
And see the world through cleaner eyes.

Discography

My Life - 2003
My Dreams - 2004
One of These Days - 2005
live from the black box - 2007
Everything's Alright - EP - 2008

clips available at www.nickmotil.com

Set List

live sets run from 1-3 hours...depending on the crowd enthusiasm, venue, and overall feel of the event. We'll play all night if its what they want.