Robyn Harris

Robyn Harris

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Blurring the lines between folk, jazz and pop, Robyn Harris' sweet voice, clever lyrics and intricate guitar playing make her one of today's most promising young singer/songwriters.

Biography

Since the August 2005 release of Robyn Harris’ debut album, “Pocket My Pride,” Robyn’s music career has picked up speed. During her first fall tour, Robyn played over 40 shows, sold over 400 records and has been featured on both radio and TV. For the winter of 2006, it looks like Robyn will embrace a similar fate. Playing folk coffeehouses and trendy listening rooms ranging from The Tin Angel to Club Passim to The Bitter End, Robyn and her guitar will continue to carve a path up and down both the East and the West Coast.



Robyn Harris has been gathering stories all her life.

Her sweet, engaging voice and versatile guitar playing are thoughtfully blended into passionate and charming songs. Hard to categorize, Robyn’s songs blur the lines between folk, blues and pop to create an expressive hybrid. Her sound has drawn comparisons to Aimee Mann, Jack Johnson and Lisa Loeb.

Robyn’s self-confident stage presence and comedic talent make her a natural performer. A knack for telling the stories she has gathered give her live show a musical and conceptual cohesiveness.

“When Robyn is on stage she has an impressive appearance and self -confidence which draws the audience in. Her quirkiness and ability to make the audience laugh makes her live show engaging, entertaining and fun.” Kol Ha'Ir (an Israeli Hebrew-language weekly newspaper.)

A native of Northern California, Robyn discovered her love for creating music in her early 20’s on the campus of UC San Diego.

Playing guitar, experimenting with sound and songwriting, became a social and spiritual quest for Robyn. Teaching herself to sing and play was a way to find a natural balance between the rigors of academic life and the need for laughter and song. Unlike many young singer/songwriters though, Harris adds a surprising degree of worldliness to her music.

“I started writing because the music moved me. It moved me from reflection to expression. It drove me from a single note to a song and transformed me from a simple girl to a completely committed songwriter.”

Robyn left the comforts of home in search of great inspiration in the form of a year-long trek around the globe. With backpack and guitar, she traveled five continents before finally returning home. The songs written during her time abroad reflect the struggles and triumphs she encountered. Her song “Without Being Known” was the result, one of six tracks on her independently released debut EP, “Two Red Doors.”

"I met the most amazing people, they were so welcoming and friendly but the language and cultural barriers made it impossible for them to truly get to know me."

The more she traveled, the more the songs kept unfolding becoming some of her most personal work to date. Critics and fans alike embraced 'Two Red Doors' calling the CD “…a perfect balance between upbeat tunes and chill-out songs… you’ll find a track on this CD to fit whatever mood you’re in.” (www.cdbaby.com/robynharris)

With the globe-trotting trek behind her, Robyn set her sights on the lush musical landscape of the East Coast, in particular, the city of brotherly love – Philadelphia. The idea of living and working in a city full of musical talent was, and continues to be, thrilling to Robyn and she has quickly made a name for herself on the local scene. Robyn has had the distinct honor of being invited to play alongside such artists as John Cale (Velvet and Philadelphia’s own soul-folk phenomenon, Amos Lee. As a regular invited performer to World Café Live (an ever-changing menu of live music presented at the WXPN Radio Studio complex) Robyn's name is gathering recognition.

“Robyn Harris is one of the Philly acts that is working for her career. With an outgoing stage presence and a top-notch work ethic, she has positioned herself for success.” – Jesse Lundy, Talent Buyer, The Point, Bryn Mawr, PA

The popularity of her debut album, “Pocket My Pride” and Harris’ relentless drive to continue touring has been a huge source of her success. Anthony Caroto of Orgivation magazine affirms:

"If you haven't yet heard Ms. Harris… you owe it to yourself to get to one of her shows or buy her album. Very smart lyrics and sweet, meditative guitar parts provide a cohesive and slightly addictive background to the star of Pocket My Pride, Robyn's pretty, strong, this-is-what-I've-got-you-can-take-it-or-leave-it voice."

Robyn’s charismatic style and energy make her one of today's most promising young singer/songwriters. She has a fresh and genuine approach, which is sure to stay with her audiences long after the last chord has been strummed.

Lyrics

Lately

Written By: Robyn Harris

Lately I’ve been feeling good
Lately I’ve done all I could

And lately I’ve been with you
Lately I’ve been with you
Lately I’ve been with you
And I think it’s got something to do with it

Lately it’s been warm outside
Lately I’ve felt inspired

And lately I’ve been with you
Lately I’ve been with you
Lately I’ve been with you
And I think it’s got something to do with it

I’ve been waiting so long for this
Watching nobody come on by for quite some time
But now there’s been a change
Looks like it’s going my way

Lately I’ve discovered things
Lately I’ve seen my dreams open up into the sky

And lately I’ve been with you
Lately I’ve been with you
Lately I’ve been with you
And I think it’s got something to do with it

Pocket My Pride

Written By: Robyn Harris

I've been so lonely cuz I've been flying away for some time. Have my wings spread ready to go the second you cross the line. I wouldn't let you inside, its time to open my heart and pocket my pride. I better pocket my pride. Amuse me, seduce me, but please don't refuse me. Entice me, delight me, won't you ignite me? Feed me, need me, go on and tease me. Hold me, unfold me, come get to know me. You seem so lonely. I can tell from your sullen eyes. You're with a different girl every night, makes for an obvious disguise. You wouldn't let me inside, it's time to open your heart and pocket your pride. Amuse me, seduce me, but please don't refuse me. Entice me, delight me, won't you ignite me? Feed me, need me, go on and tease me. Hold me, unfold me, come get to know me. People are so lonely but they hide it everyday. We are so lonely, always afraid to say, "You could reach my heart if you tried. The hidden treasure in my chest is loosely tied." Better close your eyes and look inside, I'll open my heart and pocket my pride. I'm gonna pocket my pride. Amuse me, seduce me, but please don't refuse me. Entice me, delight me, won't you ignite me? Feed me, need me, go on and tease me. Hold me, unfold me, come get to know me.

Hey Red

Written By: Robyn Harris

Hey Red, what were you doing? Oh, you went to paint your face and do your hair. Now your spirals are dancing, your freckles are beckoning, your smile's inviting with the flick of your head. Your laugh's a liquid that stains the tablecloth and we become victims falling into your trap. Then we're tossed aside and sink with the day getting smaller and smaller cuz' you fade us away. Never said I sing like an angel. Carry friends better than I carry a tune. You forget cuz you'd rather be pretty. Well you'll end up pretty while we all stay friends. In your fancy clothes and sly determination, you go take her man for a one night's vacation. Act after act gives me a slight indication of the friendship we're in and your inclination. Never said I sing like an angel. Carry friends better than I carry a tune. You forget cuz you'd rather be pretty. Well you'll end up pretty while we all stay friends. And I try to think like you but it's a train of thought I can't hop onto. It's beyond my understanding, so I won't put my hand in and you'll be the one to lose. Never said I sing like an angel. Carry friends better than I carry a tune. You forget cuz you'd rather be pretty. Well you'll end up pretty while we all stay friends.

Two Red Doors

Written By: Robyn Harris

Livin' in the city
In a small apartment
On a one way street
Wedged in a corner
Between two walls
Made of concrete
I don't have a doorbell
I don't have a buzzer
For you to ring
There's no number outside
But if you decide to drop by
Yell up to the second floor
And wait by the two red doors.
I tend to let the hours
Roll by and they snowball
Escaping from the room
Generously packing light
Approaching the night
Leaving just the moon
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
Lookin' from the second floor
Down at the two red doors.
Yes I have a TV
I don't watch it often
But it watches me
Of course I have a phone
It doesn't leave me alone
But it helps me from feeling lonely
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
Wasting precious time
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
Hanging on the second floor
So I'm leaving out the two red doors.

Take Me Away

Written By: Robyn Harris

Take me away to another place
Take me away from here

Last night I spent my last dollar
Now all I got is loose change
I should ask for my job back tomorrow
But I'd rather hitch a ride on a train

Take me away to another place
Take me to another land
Hummingbirds sweet wind whispers
Blur my mind
As I dose drifting prose
Hinge on lullabies

I'll go down to the thrift shop
Sell my watch and my clothes
Pack up my bags, though I don't need much
Come with me, let's hit the road

Take me away to another place
Take me to another land
Hummingbirds sweet wind whispers
Blur my mind
As I dose drifting prose
Hinge on lullabies

You know I'd like to wait for you
But I'm no going to wait forever
But if you don't take me away
if you don't take me away
I'll take you.

Discography

Robyn Harris -EP- Two Red Doors
Robyn Harris 3-song CD sampler
Pocket My Pride - debut full length CD released Aug 2005

Set List

A typical set might include:

Original tunes:
Lately
One Step Ahead
Cold Tuesday
Pocket My Pride
2 Red Doors
Take Me Away
I never
Great Big World
I like myself
Let me dance
Hey Red
You're gonna get through
Roll along
Cowboy Hat
Love On
Big Surprise
Good For You

Cover Tunes
Ain't No Sunshine (Bill Withers)
In My Life (Beatles)
Brass in Pocket (The Pretenders)
Is this Love (Bob Marley)
Wild World (Cat Stevens)
Brown Eyed Girl (Van Morrison)
Beautiful (Christina Aguilera)
Killing Me Softly (Roberta Flack)