Paul Wesley

Paul Wesley

 Austin, Texas, USA
BandPopSinger/Songwriter

"When I Let Go" is the debut album from Paul Wesley, with gospel-infused pop songs, thoughtful ballads, and toe-tapping rock and roll.

Biography

Like many teenagers who pick up an acoustic guitar and are quickly smitten by the instrument, Paul soon wanted an electric guitar as well. But while other aspiring musicians his age sought out cheap, entry-level instruments, Paul decided that he would settle for nothing less than a Les Paul Custom-- arguably the holy grail of rock guitars. The obvious problem with his plan was that he had no money, and his parents would never spend that kind of money on a guitar. Undeterred, he spent over a year mowing lawns, doing odd jobs, and pinching every last penny until the day he had exactly enough for the black and gold Les Paul Custom of his dreams.

That same quiet determination and desire for excellence permeated the making of his debut record, "When I Let Go." Recorded over a two year period, the album features accomplished studio veterans including Tosca Strings (David Byrne), Grooveline Horns (Jason Mraz, Kelly Clarkson), bassist George Reiff (Jakob Dylan), keyboardist Bukka Allen (The Bodeans), and more than 40 other musicians, including a gospel choir and even the drum corps from the local university.

In the fall of 2008, the record was mixed at New York's Avatar Studios by engineer Kevin Killen (U2, Peter Gabriel). At last, "When I Let Go" is the realization of another dream-- to make a superlative record.

Lyrics

I Can't Explain

Written By: Paul Wesley

Last night I was thinking
About three years we shared.
The first full of laughter,
The second with pain, the one that remains,
Oh, that last one I just wasn't there.
I was not even there.

You tried to live with my distance,
You told me you felt alone.
All the nights you spent wishing
And hoping you'd find what was in my mind,
With my silence, how could you have known?

(chorus)
Now I don't want to see Jesus,
I know I'm to blame.
These things that I've done,
These things that I've done--
I Can't Explain

You used to stare at the ceiling
While I wore my soul thin.
You told me I was just stealing
And wasting your youth. If you want the truth,
Oh, we'd both like those years back again.

(chorus)

The damage that I've done,
It doesn't even seem real.
I've been turning it around some,
And I've tried to care, but it just ain't there--
All the guilt that I really should feel.

(chorus)

Evangeline

Written By: Paul Wesley

Evangeline, you want to leave.
You wanna fly high, so do I.
Took a long climb to the big time.
You know what they say: "It fades away."

(chorus)
Just below everything you don't show to me,
He might be a little better than me,
I know you love him,
And yeah, I guess we'll still be friends,
Evangeline.

Evangeline don't even see,
You won't even try-- why should I?
You've got a new fling, I'll tell you one thing--
You got it all made, but it all fades.

(chorus)

(bridge)
You're a little bit lonely and you want to be gone,
Yeah, well I can't say you're wrong.
Find a way to be happy, find a way to be high.
Yeah, a way to say goodbye.

(solo)

(chorus)

The Wait

Written By: Paul Wesley

The girl with the long hair, she comes,
And stands among the people.
They're gathered in the sun.
I wait for her to smile, yeah see what I have done--
Sending tricks into the heavens,
And catch them as they come,
One by one

(chorus)
I don't care-- I just want to see her.
I don't care if she talks to me
Or if she stays a while,
I will wait for the moment she smiles.

Whenever I'm lonely to my core
I close my weary eyes and dream that I am yours.
Whatever it takes, yeah, to that place before,
In that perfect little moment,
When I am something more...
It's what I'm waiting for.

(chorus)

(bridge)
The days roll past me,
And every one looks just the same.
Everything in black and white,
The girl don't know my name.
Nothing now can move me
Except maybe the weather, my friend.
Take me through the darkness
Until I see her again.

(chorus)

Anna Mae

Written By: Paul Wesley

I can't stop staring,
The shadows move across your skin.
I can see the lights of Paris--
They shimmer as the train is rolling in.

You will never be alone,
I'll keep you from the cold and from the rain.
Anna Mae, my girl,
Nothing in the world could bring you pain.

(chorus)
I will always love you,
I will be your shelter, come what may.
I will wrap myself around you, hold you close,
And we will stay that way
Until a million little angels sing your name
And take you through that door.
And Anna Mae, my girl,
No one could love you more.

You've got unfamiliar ways
Of speaking and believing, I suppose.
I've got awkward ways with people,
I've got dreams for you and me no one knows.

(chorus)

(bridge)
I don't want to live no more without you, Anna Mae,
But it won't be forever 'til I see you, girl,
It only feels that way.

(chorus)

(bridge)

She Breaks Down

Written By: Paul Wesley and Tim Miller

She laughed at me from the doorway,
She said, "It's so easy to make this all just go away,"
And then she kissed me and pulled me inside.
In an old, familiar way, she gave me no reason
To think about what I should say,
Or the consequence of the highs

She whispers to me in the dark
But I still see tears in her eyes.

(chorus)
I'm starting to think this whole thing through,
She's falling apart with each little rendezvous,
And every night when she comes around,
It just keeps her hanging on until she breaks down.
She breaks down.

I woke up and she was gone,
But there were no words for me to find,
Just the smell of perfume left behind,
And this feeling that we said "goodbye."

And somewhere she drives alone through the night
Telling herself that she's alright,
And I can feel her, but I can't fight
For these little pieces of our lives.

I'm finding it hard to believe my soul's gonna rise.

(chorus)

(solo)

(chorus)

Positively Fourth Street (In My Head)

Written By: Paul Wesley

Hey, I don't want to sit around
Just wondering where you are now.
I'd really like to put that life to bed.
Tonight I'll drink until I drown--
At least until I hear the sound
Of "Positively Fourth Street" in my head.

Hey, I don't care to see your show,
Don't wanna hear "I told you so."
Your press release can tell it to your friends.
Your smile can light up any space,
But I don't care to see your face
(Everything gets blacker in the end).

(chorus)
You say that it can't buy happiness,
Well, Honey, I hope that it buys you everything.
You tell me you're a small town girl,
And you want someone to take your hand,
But I'm not gonna be that man,
Tell it to the "People" magazine.

Hey, I don't care to see you fall,
I hope someday you stand tall,
Your shoulders--they will stretch the silver screen.
Tell your singer friend I said "Hello,"
But I'm not sad to see you go,
Someday I think he'll know just what I mean.

(chorus)

(solo)

(chorus)

I don't want to sit around
Just wondering where you are now.
I'd really like to put that life to bed.
I'm walking through this empty town,
And suddenly I hear the sound--
"Positively Fourth Street" in my head.

Today's the Day

Written By: Paul Wesley

Big rock spinning 'round,
Little angels floating down,
But they don't stay.
It seems to me-- your feet,
They never hit the ground anyway.

Hotel rooms and highway signs,
A dream I've dreamed a thousand times,
Or maybe two.
Very hard to tell myself
I'm never gonna see you.

(chorus)
And I waited here for you to call
For much too long
Just wasting time, holding on, and I--
I feel all this like a weight,
More than I could say.
I think it's time to let you go,
And I believe today's the day.

All the pain I carried 'round,
I found a place to lay it down
(but you don't know).
You probably won't feel anything at all
When I let go.

A letter to you from myself,
A picture on your closet shelf,
They're packed away.
You'll look at them and smile again,
Yeah, maybe someday.

(chorus)

Big rock spinning 'round,
Little angels floating down,
But they don't stay.

Discography

"When I Let Go" (April 2009 release)

Set List

Paul performs live with a 4- or 5- piece band that includes some of Austin's finest musicians. He also does intimate solo/acoustic shows at "songwriter"-friendly venues.