Tanya Davis

Tanya Davis

BandSpoken WordSinger/Songwriter

Tanya Davis is a poet. She is a musician and a singer-songwriter and she fuses these elements together in a refreshing matrimony of language and sound, defying convention, side-stepping genre, and captivating audiences in the process.

Biography

"The level of honesty in her lyrics was charming, shocking and hilarious but in no way undermined the adventurous dexterity of her beautiful guitar playing." (Exclaim!)

Tanya Davis is a poet. She is a storyteller. She is a musician and a singer-songwriter and she fuses these elements together in a refreshing matrimony of language and sound, side-stepping genre and captivating audiences in the process. With the release of her third album, Clocks and Hearts Keep Going in November 2010, she affirms her well-earned place in the ranks of creative and hard-working Canadian Artists.

Since bursting onto the Halifax music scene in 2006 with her debut album, Make a List, Tanya has garnered praise from industry, audience, and peers, as well as multiple award nominations, including one for her sophomore release, Gorgeous Morning, for the 2009 ECMA Female Recording of the Year. She is a 2 time winner in the CBC National Poetry Face-off as well as the Canadian Winner of the 2008 Mountain Stage NewSong contest. In 2009, with support from Bravo, she collaborated with independent filmmaker Andrea Dorfman to produce a short videopoem entitled How to Be Alone; the short has since been featured at numerous film festivals, including The Worldwide Short Film Festival Zebra Videopoem Festival (Berlin). It has also travelled the world on youtube, with more than 2.5 million views.

As a multi-disciplinary artist, Tanya has made forays into diverse communities, attracting eclectic yet complementary supporters in the process. No matter the project or the stage, Tanya's candid expression, her startling creativity, and her heartfelt and obvious love of performing continue to endear her to new and faithful audiences.

Clocks and Hearts was produced in collaboration with celebrated Canadian Artist Jim Bryson. This album, like those before it, will feature strongly her unique and vulnerable style, full of poignant lyrics, catchy melodies, and expressive, if unconventional, arrangements. She is also currently at work on a feature-length show based in music and performance poetry, as funded by The Canada Council for the Arts.

Lyrics

The Gorgeous Morning

Written By: Tanya Davis

The Gorgeous Morning
By Tanya Davis
2006

some of the people thought that I was crazy
for leaving all that
but they didn't see me at seven in the morning
in the months before i left

within a few minutes of opening my eyes
there was the dread of the day
sitting by my bed waiting for me to rise
and pretend like everything was okay

and it makes for bad digestion when you are crying onto your toast
and if that's how breakfast goes you know you're in for it
but i had no intentions then, go to work and come back home
my feet heavy and slow every minute of it

i could be a person climbing up the ladder
and checking the right boxes
moving through the brackets higher and higher
with more gains than losses

and i could have a cottage in a pretty spot
and make it there twice a year
all the other months in the city with my job
and my money and my tears

the glory of the morning did fade and dim
where once it was my best love and i was so grateful for it
but those days working with no passion did change all of this
and it wasn't worth the happy breakfasts that i missed

so on one gorgeous morning i told them i was leaving
and it was so relieving to say it out
and i worked hard all afternoon and the weeks before the leaving
until finally one evening was my last walk out

Art

Written By: Tanya Davis

I wondered what would be the worth of my words in the world
if i write them and then recite them are they worth being heard
just because i like them does that mean i should mic them
and see what might unfurl

i think of the significance of my opinions here
is it significant to be giving them does anybody care
just because i'm into this does that mean i should live like it
and really do i dare

art, art i want you
art you make it pretty hard not too
and my heart is trying hard here to follow you
but i can't always tell if i ought to

so i pondered the point of my art in this life
if i make it will someone take it and think it's genuine
will they be glad that i did 'cause they got something good out of it
will they leave me and be any more inspired

i question the outcome of the outpouring of myself
if i tell everyone my stories will this keep me healthy and well
will it give me purpose, to this world some sort of service
is it worth it, how can i tell

art, art i want you
art you make it pretty hard not too
and my heart is trying hard here to follow you
but i can't always tell if i ought to

art, art i want you
art you make it pretty hard not too
and my heart is trying hard here to follow you
but i can't always tell if i ought to

Fortress

Written By: Tanya Davis

i built myself up, a tower of nonchalance
for hours and art and self love i sat in and wrote songs
then i let down my drawbridge
when i saw intrigue i said "come on in"
she ransacked my palace, ate my food and was gone again

so i built me an army of words and of chaste conviction
it guarded my heart while it strengthened my mission
and i rearranged my fortress
made love stay out on the porches
and got back to the task of unravelling truth from fiction

every little brick that i use to build this castle with
is gold and black and it attracts the warmth of the sun
and so every ray that hits as i stay here inside of it
brings me more heat than could be surpassed my anyone

all of the knights who promise poems, romance and chivalry
and all of the princesses who say they may fall in love with me
can ride in on gallant horses
my trumpets still will blast their choruses
and i will give them my heart but for myself save more of it

Trusy Umbrella

Written By: Tanya Davis

you are the clouds rolling in on my picnic
you are the rain on my parade
good thing i brought with me my trusty umbrella
and revelers with just as much faith

you call and cancel the party
so i draw a map to a secret spot
you said nobody is coming
i said you're wrong

and i think that things have a way of unfolding
there will be a scintillating side
and i will bring this idealist to your doorstep
and the sun will shine

Gorgeous Morning

Written By: Tanya Davis

some of the people thought that I was crazy
for leaving all that
but they didn't see me at seven in the morning
in the months before i left

within a few minutes of opening my eyes
there was the dread of the day
sitting by my bed waiting for me to rise
and pretend like everything was okay

and it makes for bad digestion when you are crying onto your toast
and if that's how breakfast goes you know you're in for it
but i had no intentions then, go to work and come back home
my feet heavy and slow every minute of it

i could be a person climbing up a ladder
and checking the right boxes
moving through the brackets higher and higher
with more gains than losses

and i could have a cottage in a pretty spot
and make it there twice a year
all the other months in the city with my job
and my money and my tears

the glory of the morning did fade and dim
where once it was my best love and i was so grateful for it
but those days working with no passion did change all of this
and it wasn't worth the happy breakfasts that i missed

so on one gorgeous morning i told them i was leaving
and it was so relieving to say it out
and i worked hard all afternoon and the weeks before the leaving
until finally one evening was my last walk out

The River Runs

Written By: Tanya Davis

The River Runs

i do not mean to write a sad lament
you haven't even broken my heart yet
but you might
i anticipate the pain but stay in spite

the lion likes the fire, that's the truth
you're a high, wild river and i'm shy of you
still i sit and preen where you can see me
i never did hide very easy

you said yes then no then yes then no then yes
i said ok, i'll take what i can get
i built a raft so that i could guide myself
our erratic waters, i would go by myself
but i am a dreadful carpenter and it is breaking down
i have a tender heart in there afraid to drown

all the fragile people
going through the motions
what else should we do
what else should i do

be as inconclusive as you need
and you and me will do this fancy free
the river runs and we will not tame it
hearts break, just face it

Don't Bury Me

Written By: Tanya Davis

Don't Bury Me

I don't want you to bury me
Please say that you won't
even though that makes you sad

Spread my ashes, don't bury me
Throw me to the wind
that's where i want to be

Cars in a solemn line down a long dirt road
let the trees see you cry then let me go

And i don't mind if you pray for me
to whomever you like
whatever deity

But don't take me to a funeral parlour
I do not like the atmosphere
wouldn't want to say goodbye there

Play, sing sad songs on weeping strings
gather up at my house, take all my things
send me off with a mighty feast
And remember, don't bury me

I don't want you to bury me
Please say that you won't
'cause that would make me sad

Discography

Tanya Davis - Clocks and Hearts Keep Going (Wordy Music/Saved by Vinyl, Nov 2010)
Tanya Davis - Gorgeous Morning (wordy music, June 2008)
Tanya Davis - Make a List (April 2006)

Set List

Tanya can play a solo set up to one hour of original material and/or with her full band for 45-60 minutes of original material. She also plays occassionally with just a drummer/percussionist and has over an hour's worth of memorized performance poetry in her repetoire.

Original songs:
Art
The Drums
Keep it on my fridge
Potatoes
Trusty Umbrella
Poetry
Us this day
This Sadness
As I Lay Sleeping
Gorgeous Morning
the River Runs
Thesaurus
Where the ocean meets the greenery
Baby lion
Fortress
Firebug
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