Wes and Victoria

Wes and Victoria

BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

One day you got up and put your Bob Dylan and Neil Young CDs into a blender and you added some amazing harmonica playing, the odd legendary guitarist (Albert Lee) and a touch of spiritual longing for seasoning. These are songs of heart and redemption.

Biography

Wes and Victoria began their musical sojourn in San Antonio, Texas. Their first music business mentor was Augie Meyers, keyboardist and songwriter for the legendary band The Sir Douglas Quintet. Their initial lessons were conducted over piping hot bowls of caldo and Augie's homemade grilled cheese sandwiches where Augie explained the basics of gigging and shared stories of his exploits in the music business, including teaching John Lennon about the accordion and vox organ and recording with Bob Dylan.
Putting Augie's guidance to work the duo started gigging in the San Antonio and South Texas area in a variety of their own bands, including a folk act named Little Smoke and a rock/punk act called Puffin. During this time Wes started writing original material and the duo dropped the majority of the cover material they once performed. Looking to expand the audience for their original work, they relocated up the road to Austin, Texas.
While in Austin, Wes and Victoria performed with a number of regional and national acts. They appeared on stage with Lucinda Williams, BW Stevenson, Townes Van Zandt, The Sir Douglas Quintet, Donavon, Eric Anderson, Steve Fromholtz , Jesse Dayton and numerous others. Wes and Victoria also opened a recording studio near the University of Texas called the Track Shack, where they produced local and regional acts. During this time the duo recorded and released an acoustic LP entitled "Not For Prophet" which garnered airplay in various US folk markets and as far away as France.
When the studio lease expired Wes and Victoria headed west to Los Angeles. The City of Angels proved to be the next step in their musical evolution as Victoria started getting session work, recording with Robert Altman, the famed movie director, Oscar winner Hans Zimmer, a CBS movie of the week TV score where she appeared on the soundtrack with Johnny Cash and she had the privilege of recording on Roy Rodgers last recording, adding her soulful harmonica tracks to all these projects.
In the meantime Wes continued to expand his composition and songwriting skills, scoring numerous small budget television and film projects and writing songs with Oscar winning composer Paul Williams. He scored the Los Angeles Area Emmy awards for 3 consecutive years as well as the ACE awards honoring Martin Scorsese. Wes and Victoria also performed acoustic sets throughout the LA area, appearing at the venerable venues of the Troubadour and Whiskey A Go Go along with gigs at various coffee houses and listening rooms across the city.
A series of illnesses derailed the couple, and they moved to Denver, Colorado to pursue new business opportunities. Wes continued to write, composing many of the songs that would appear one day appear on the "Ballad of Billy Saigon" CD, including the title track. Shortly after moving to Colorado Victoria was hit head on in a near fatal high speed car accident, which ultimately led to open joint jaw surgery and put a 3 year hold on her harmonica playing.
During this time Wes completed the songs for the Billy Saigon CD and began recording over a series of trips to Los Angeles. As Victoria slowly regained her ability to play, she recorded her tracks and the duo began to perform acoustic shows in the Denver area.
Once again, tragedy struck with a debilitating illness sidelining Victoria and requiring multiple hospitalizations. After three more years of recuperation Wes and Victoria once again took the stage and began performing acoustic shows.
Now back onstage, Wes and Victoria are pleased to release "The Ballad of Billy Saigon". The CD features songs of perseverance and redemption, hard won from the lives of the performers who have created it. Wes and Victoria have remained committed to their music, to each other, and to never giving up hope even in the darkest of times. Their music and their lives reflect a strength that can only be gained through lives fully lived and challenges met head on.

Lyrics

Just By Being Born

Written By: Wes Hamil

A tired old man
plowing his worn out land by hand
Underneath Arabian Skies
He looks, and he sees
the shadow of a bomb as it falls
He sighs, and listens while Eternity
calls
He's done nothing wrong

Just by Being Born, We're All Here

A child awakes
to another sunrise
Blood red, under Ethiopian skies
She cries, another day with nothing to eat
She stares, through tears
at the leathered soles of her feet
She's done nothing
wrong

Just by Being Born, We're All Here

In the middle of priveledge
In the middle of choice, yeah we pray

Cause a man beleives his truth
So he makes another man wrong
and soon what's right
is really all about who is strong
and who is weak
and lives are spent again
on another round of conceit

Just by Being Born, We're All Here
Just by Being Born, We're All Here
Just by Being Born, We're All Here
Just by Being Born

Ballad of Billy Saigon

Written By: Wes Hamil

Back in 1968, War was in the air, flowers all had power, kids all swore they cared
Billy's lucky number came up in the lottery, won himself an all expense paid trip across the sea
To Vietnam, from Uncle Sam, why thank you man

On his tour of duty Billy met a Saigon whore, Billy got her pregnant, she gave him a baby boy
Billy had a girl back home and he'd asked for her hand, little Asian babies weren't a part of Billy's plan

Billy left them both for dead like they were VietCong
Billy got back to the world and found his girl was gone
to make her stand, 'gainst Vietnam, 'gainst Uncle Sam

Years went by, Billy tried to put that past behind, some times at night he'd swear he dreamed he heard a baby cry
Billy sat up sweating, and he'd stare into the night, looking for some shadow moving, like a firefight

So Billy went to Washington, he stood there at the Wall, he cried for every name of every brother he'd watched fall
And as he stood there looking, two names he couldn't find, the names of that young Saigon girl and kid he'd left behind.

Billy left them both for dead like they'd been VietCong
Billy got back to the world and found out he'd been wrong
Bout Vietnam, bout Uncle Sam, bout lotsa things.

He dug up old photos, bought a ticket for a plane, headed for that city that they now called Ho Chi Min
Billy spent a month or so just chasing after ghosts, found out that his memory, still guarded its post.

His last night there in Ho Chi Min he went out for a walk, he saw a woman and a young man in a resteraunt
Billy recognized her, even after all the years, then he prayed to a God he'd damned to help him with his fear

Billy'd left them both for dead like they were VietCong
Billy came back from the world, he found them in Saigon, in Vietnam

Billy looked straight at her, as he walked into the room, she wouldn't look at Billy, she just swept up with her broom
Young man said to Billy, he said "hey there Uncle Sam, I'm sorry but its closing time, you need some help, American?"

Billy fought to find the words his feelings couldn't show, he looked at the woman, her eyes just told him no
The young man said to Billy, as he started towards the door, "You know my Dad was American, but he died in the war"

She had left Billy for dead like he'd been VietCong
She had raised her son up to be honest and be strong, in Vietnam, no Uncle Sam, no thank you man

Billy took a look at her, before he walked away, he could sworn he saw the smallest tear run down her face
Billy knew that there was no way that he could repay, and Billy knew her secret was too sacred to betray.

So Billy took a medal out, that he'd won for the war, he rubbed it on his sleeve one time, then gave it to that boy
He said, "I knew your father, son, when he was 'bout your age, and this was his, and now its yours", then Billy walked away

Billy left his past for dead like it was VietCong
Billy got back to his life to make right what was wrong
'bout Vietnam, bout Uncle Sam, bout lotsa things

Reunion

Written By: Wes Hamil

Well I guess that seperation begins the day we're born
And we spend our whole life searching, trying to feel safe and warm
That Spirit that we're made of, it gets so hard to find
A struggle for Reunion, heartbeat at a time

I have taken many saviors, as I've wandered down life's road
Well they worked till they stopped working, then I had to let them go
That journey back to Spirit, man that's such an uphill climb
A struggle for Reunion, heartbeat at a time

Lord if you here me, answer this one prayer
Help me to feel you, show me that you're there
I struggle for Reunion, I struggle for Reunion

I have had those moments, I was absolutely sure
Wasn't nothing can't be mended, yes and love's the only cure
You know I wish that feeling, would stay frozen in my mind
I struggle for Reunion, I struggle for Reunion, I struggle for Reunion
Heartbeat at a time

Meet Me Where The Angels Rendezvous

Written By: Wes Hamil

I have kissed the devil, far too many times
Looked into the mirror, old before my prime
Funny how that game is always over, long before its through
Strange how self destruction'll bring you to your knees
Never even notice when you're dying by degrees
I settled into darkness, lost without a clue, then I found you, and you said
Meet me where the angels rendezvous

All of that frustration, all the bitter tears
All of that self rightousness I used to hide my fears
Just defenses, keeping me from you
Trapped inside the anger, trapped inside the shame
Trapped inside the victim that I thought I had to play
Desperate for affection, I found you and you said
Meet me where the angels rendezvous

I have seen those angels in the secrets I had hidden down inside my heart
I have felt those angels in the love that I have come to find for you

If you feel abandoned, if you're all alone
All your dreams are broken, all your love has gone
I will be there waiting, this I promise you
Meet me where the angels rendezvous
Meet me where the angels rendezvous
Meet me where the angels rendezvous

Holes

Written By: Wes Hamil

There's holes between the notes in all the music
There's holes between the singer and the song
There's holes between the present, past and future
There's holes where all our hopes and fears have gone
In between those holes is where I'm standing
Careful that I don't go falling through
Love ties all those holes together
The one who taught me that was you

There's holes between the thinking and the doing
There's holes that only Spirit seems to fill
There's holes between the dreaming and what happens
And a sadness that gets awful hard to kill
In between those holes is where I'm standing
Careful that I don't go falling through
Love ties all those holes together
The one who taught me that was you

All of these things tear your heart wide open
When your heart's wide open you can live
In between the wishing and the hoping
Fill those holes, with what you got to give

There's holes between the living and the dying
There's holes between the going and the gone
There's holes between the words and all their meanings
Sometimes they're the deepest holes of all
In between those holes is where I'm living
Careful that I don't go falling through
Love ties all those holes together
The one who taught me that was you
The one who toaught me that was you

What's In A Name

Written By: Wes Hamil

WHAT'S IN A NAME

I pray to Creator, you pray to Father God
What's in a name, What's in a name
You obey Commandments I obey the Sacred Laws
What's in a name, What's in a name

I look east to sunrise you look east to Mecca's Call
What's in a name, What's in a name
I cry for a vision you cry at your wailing wall
What's in a name, What's in a name

You seek pardon in confession I have Sundanced for my sins
What's in a name, What's in a name
Your reward is life eternal mine is new life Death begins
What's in a name, What's in a name

Its on earth as its in heaven, as above as so below
What's in a name, What's in a name
I will pray you walk in beauty will you pray I do the same
What's in a name, What's in a name

I pray to the Creator, you pray to Father God
What's in a name, What's in a name

All I Really Know About Love

Written By: Wes Hamil

All I Really Know About Love

Can't ya see those stars tonight, they're big as silver dollars
Underneath these pale headlights I feel that highway call
Back to times we had before the miles rolled them away
Back to times before we knew about, all those dues we'd have to pay

Let's run this road from coast to coast, chase down all our holy ghosts
Face the things we fear the most, leave some bridges burnin'
After all gets said and done, when there's no road left to run
Swear to God you'll be the one, that stops this crazy yearning
I don't know, what love is, all I really know about love is you

Love to see you sitting there, you look like such a vision
Watch the wind blow through your hair, laughter's in your eyes
Who'd beleive we'd still be here with what life's put us through
Still don't know where this road goes or what its leadin' to

Let's run this road from coast to coast, chase down all our holy ghosts
Face the things we fear the most, leave some bridges burnin'
After all gets said and done, when there's no road left to run
Swear to God you'll be the one, that stops this crazy yearning
I don't know, what love is, all I really know about love is you

Ain't nobody really knows, where love's 'sposed to lead
All I know is I found you and I was lookin' so hard for me

Let's run this road from coast to coast, chase down all our holy ghosts
Face the things we fear the most, leave some bridges burnin'
After all gets said and done, when there's no road left to run
Swear to God you'll be the one, that stops this crazy yearning
I don't know, what love is, all I really know about love is you
All I really know about love is you
All I really know about love is you

Stranger In My House

Written By: Wes Hamil

Stranger In My House

There's a stranger in my house, sleepin in my bed, wakin up the dead
There's a stranger in my house, no big suprise to see, looks alot like me
and I said Hey you, how'd you get behind my eyes,
I said, Hey you, how'd you get into my life
Who let you in- There's a stranger in my house

There's a hole here in my heart, feels alot like fear, doesn't let love near
There's a hole here in my heart, try to fill it in, stranger starts to grin
and I said, Hey you, how'd you get behind my eyes,
I said, Hey you, how'd you get into my life
Who let you in- There's a stranger in my house

Now that stranger's in, wants to be my friend, I can't give him what he's askin' for
Seems he wants my dreams, he's got his little schemes,
think its time I showed him to the door
There's a stranger in my house

There's a stranger in my house, sleepin in my bed, wakin up the dead
There's a stranger in my house, think he oughta know, its time for him to go
and I said Hey you, how'd you get behind my eyes,
I said, Hey you, how'd you get into my life
Who let you in-There's a stranger in my house
There's a stranger in my house
There's a stranger in my house

Words and Music by Wes Hamil
Wes Hamil- Acoustic Guitar, Vocals
Victoria Beaufort-Hamil- Vocals, Harmonica
Albert Lee- Electric Guitar
Tony Sales- Bass
David Palmer- Drums, Hand percussion
Marc Goodman- Organ
Nathalie Archangel- Vocals

Discography

CD- The Ballad Of Billy Saigon

Recent airplay on numerous Colorado Stations and in Los Angeles, and European Airplay primarily in Belgium for the following songs :

Reunion
Touch Love
Stranger In My House
The Ballad Of Billy Saigon

Their video and song for the 9-11 fundrasier he performed at on nov 2,2001 in Manhattan is named "Prayer for the Living" and has been webcast on the Yahoo/Launch Video service, where it can still be found.

Set List

Typical Set list is usually two plus hours of original material. Recent shows have been concert performances in Colorado venues or house concerts.