Oxlip

Oxlip

 Vancouver, British Columbia, CAN
SoloFolkSinger/Songwriter

Oxlip is some elegant and enchanted alchemy at work – somehow weaving together a mystical Celtic dream-like state (Trimble is originally from Northern Ireland) with ancient folk-lore, and the magic of myth & legend – blended in to a curiously enigmatic and rich folk sound which, frankly, is impossible to define.

Biography

Put simply, Jayne Trimble’s voice is sublime. It is a voice full of grace. It captivates, mesmerizes. If you close your eyes, and listen very carefully - you might feel your own soul soar.

That so much vocal talent should be rolled into one person does not suffice – for her song-writing skills speak louder still. Blending ancient mysticism, folklore, myths and legends with a whiff of sixties psychedelia, she has taken her natural ability to craft enigmatic tunes and tales to create a spell-binding and unique sound, so beautifully crafted and profound.

These are cerebral songs. Her Northern Irish roots enable a natural desire for storytelling, for traditional ballads styled in ancient folklore, Celtic curiosity – often with a dark, dramatic twist or wrought by some hidden, inner conflict.

Although Jayne Trimble spent her formative years in Coney Island, Northern Ireland (the one made famous by Van Morrison), she now calls Vancouver home. And as no woman is an island, she has surrounded herself with the camaraderie of the finest Canadian musicians, and now calls herself 'Oxlip'.

Lyrics

Girl Called Getaway

Written By: Jayne Trimble

Beware the Girl with the golden hair
her eyes are green and her skin so fair
she'll take your money an lead you astray
her mind is troubled, the girl called Getaway

She comes along from God knows where
and where she's going she will not say
her words are sweet at break of day
but at night she becomes the girl called Getaway

Young men don't think you can't be fooled
this pleasing charm that is no good
don't be alarmed when your body is willing
your heart is allured by the girl called Getaway

Perhaps she's sent from God above
to warn the ones who yearn for love
to look beyond beauty's stare
or fall for the charm of the girl called Getaway

So please don't hurry to let her in
this hardened heart with the softest skin
her hair will flow and her eyes will glow
but walk on by the girl called Getaway

Meet You At The Gate

Written By: Jayne Trimble

There was a field, and at the brow of a hill,
I had a vision, time stood still, you were holding
the world in your hands, you said
'Come on up what are you waiting for?-

you are willing, and I am able,
to take your load, your heavy load-
I am stronger, than the beasts of this land,
I have a softer touch than any human hand'-

And I will meet you at the Gate
And I don't mind if I've to wait
Cause Oh, its takes a little time-

You are lillies, in a field of weeds
and when the summers up you will come on up
to a table- where you'll eat with the best
Take the meat you can leave the rest
to the ravens, and the hungry crows
who are as black as coal; you are a shining light-

And I will will meet you at the gate,
And I, don't mind if I've to wait,
Cause Oh, it takes a little time to taste the fruit on the vine.

I will meet you, on the brow of this hill,
for just one touch, a little touch
of the woman, who whispered a prayer,
gave me her life as a little child

And I, will meet you at the gate,
And I don't mind if I've to wait,
Cause Oh, It takes a little time to taste the fruit on the vine

Show me the way, Show me the way to your heart
Show me, Show me, Show me the way to your heart!

And I, will meet you at the gate,
And I don't mind if I've to wait,
Cause Oh, It takes a little time
And I, will meet you at the gate,
And I don't mind if I've to wait,
Cause Oh, It takes a little time to taste the fruit on the vine.

Discography

In The Morning (April 2014)
"Wolves!" Cried The Maid (June 2018)