Among The Weeds

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CREDITS:

Words & music by Craig Konyu
Recorded & produced by Peter Buck & Craig Konyu
Released April 1, 2016

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The backing: Craig Konyu
The acoustic: Craig Konyu & Peter Buck
The electric: Peter Buck
The slaps: Craig Konyu
The tambourine: Craig Konyu

LYRICS:

Instead of thinking
She reads the dictionary
For a word she never heard
Extraordinary
And she starts humming 60s songs
Until the past fades out
Memories—add tambourines—
Are what it’s all about

Although she had good luck
She never grew up
In life among the weeds
The beautiful shamrock

We all know Dylan
But, we don’t talk about him
He’s the one that done you wrong
And the song you’re singing
And we start humming 60s songs
Until today fades out
Memories—add tambourines—
Are what it’s all about

Although we had good luck
We never grew up
In life among the weeds
The beautiful shamrock

Although she had good luck
She never grew up
In life among the weeds
The beautiful shamrock

Although we had good luck
We never grew up
In life among the weeds
The beautiful shamrock

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Vacant Heart Refrain

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Yet another that was written during the university days. As a student of history, I learned this to be true: “Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power.” Abraham Lincoln said that. More leaders and institutions could have listened.

Photo by Linda Brennan

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CREDITS:

Words & music by Craig Konyu
Recorded & produced by Peter Buck & Craig Konyu
Released March 1, 2016

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The backing: Peter Buck
The acoustic: Craig Konyu
The electric: Peter Buck
The keys: Peter Buck
The bass: Craig Konyu
The handclaps: Craig Konyu

LYRICS:

Lady of the castle
All fortified in name
Your march is into battle
Our loss is what you gain

It’s okay
You got me where you want me
It’s okay
You got me where you want me

Lady of the morning
Your dream becomes my day
Your eyes see all that matters
Then you look away

It’s okay
You got me where you want me
It’s okay
You got me where you want me

Lady of the summer
With vacant heart refrain
It got you in the shackles
An orchestrated reign

It’s okay
You got me where you want me
It’s okay
They got me where they want me
It’s okay
They got you where they want you
It’s okay
I got you where I want you

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Penguin Photo

Does the penguin withstand extreme, repetitive conditions because he’s flightless? Maybe. Or maybe it’s his devotion to the egg; under any circumstances, he just doesn’t want to leave. This one’s dedicated to loyal, hands-on dads everywhere.

Photo by Peter Buck

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CREDITS:

Words & music by Craig Konyu
Recorded & produced by Peter Buck & Craig Konyu
Released February 1, 2016

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The backing: Peter Buck
The acoustic: Craig Konyu
The electric (6-string): Peter Buck
The electric (12-string): Peter Buck
The keys: Steve Denyszyn
The bass: Peter Buck
The drums: Johann Burkhardt
The tambourine: Craig Konyu

LYRICS:

My house is a rock
My heart is one, too
The windows are dark
The sky is so blue

Whisky to keep the heart warm
Fire to heat the head through
It’s a science, of sorts, of being
Unenthused

Awaken to fear
Awaken to wonder
The same wave that keep me riding
Is pulling me under

Whisky to keep the heart warm
Fire to heat the head through
It’s a science, of sorts, of living
Under you

Whisky to keep the heart warm
Fire to heat the head through
It’s a science of being
Uncertain

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Moonlight Mile

YC Dec 2015A well-known critic wrote, “Most bands play country blues as rock and roll; the Rolling Stones play rock and roll as country blues.” A few years back, visiting family in Alberta for the holidays, I tried out my brother’s new cigar box guitar. This Stones gem emerged. Swampy Delta slide in the chill of December. Craig and I built on the simple instrumental track and offer this as the last 1st Listen of 2015. Spin it on the next full moon, slated for December 25.

Photo by Dave Buck

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CREDITS:

Words & music by Mick Jagger & Keith Richards
Recorded & produced by Peter Buck & Craig Konyu
Released December 1, 2015

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The backing: Craig Konyu & Peter Buck
The acoustic: Craig Konyu
The electric: Peter Buck
The cigar box: Peter Buck
The Stella: Peter Buck
The keys: Peter Buck
The bells: Craig Konyu
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Waiting For The World To Blow Away

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Excessive idleness. Misspending the powers of youth. It’s a song about regrets. But, not a sad one: 1) because they’re not mine, and 2) because this musing (on others’ behalf) eventually became the glue for one of our favourite jams. A hat tip to “Tomorrow Never Knows.”

Photo by Wendy Leung

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CREDITS:

Words by Craig Konyu / Music by Craig Konyu, Steve Denyszyn & Peter Buck
Recorded & produced by Peter Buck & Craig Konyu
Released November 1, 2015

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The backing: Craig Konyu & Peter Buck
The acoustic: Craig Konyu
The electric: Peter Buck
The bass: Craig Konyu
The keys: Steve Denyszyn
The drums: Johann Burkhardt
The shakers: Craig Konyu & Peter Buck

LYRICS:

Spend weeks to find tomorrow
Answers come at bottle’s ruin
Roll your own to hide the sore of
Empty days that fill the room

In black-and-white horizons
Penciled trees forget to sway
Pick-Up-Sticks with junkyard bones
Waiting for the world to blow away

When day is long, night can’t sleep
The moon is sent to seek the sun
When it’s learned that life is free
Try and buy another one

Sunday’s final judgment leaves
Familiar dreams in disarray
Looking back through tunnel vision
Waiting for the world to blow away

Waiting for the world to blow away

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To You

Oct 2015 [To You]This was written 10 or more years ago. I was in a fight with Toronto. Today, “big city” frustrations—e.g., the cattle-like call of the daily commute—haven’t changed. I just don’t write songs anymore.

Photo by Craig Konyu

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CREDITS:

Words & music by Craig Konyu
Recorded & produced by Craig Konyu
Released October 1, 2015

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The backing: Craig Konyu
The acoustic: Craig Konyu
The piano: Steve Denyszyn
The organ: Steve Denyszyn
The bass: Craig Konyu

LYRICS:

I tried for Union Station.
To catch your train of thought.
The long view turned on Queen Street.
And shuffled me right off.
While guns of silent army.
Sounded nothing more than blanks.
I was doomed by screeching echo.
Of the wine we drank.

Eyewitness, your umbrella.
Defeating fire and rain.
It veiled you from a brainstorm.
As you misplaced your name.
And your old pocket watch.
Revealing nothing more than age.
Measured audiences crumbled.
When you took centre stage.

Unglued. I’m feeling blue.
En route. To you.

Now, all good minds have capsized.
Now, all ears have grown cold.
And the crowd is now disgruntled.
All those stories that you told.

Unglued. I’m feeling blue.
En route. To you.

Unglued. I’m feeling blue.
En route. To you.

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Hours (I Love The Days)

YC Sep 2015

Cross an ocean. Gaze at the stars. Plot yours on the map of time. There’s no denying our insignificance. Which is all the more reason to create significance. These are your months, days and hours, so fill ‘em wisely—with work that’s meaningful, with whisky that’s made well. No one needs a 40-year-old dad-of-three reminding them that time flies. So, take it from the 25-year-old kid who penned this song, in 2000. He had all the time in the world, yet still realized the urgency.

Photo by Peter Buck

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CREDITS:

Words & music by Craig Konyu
Recorded & produced by Peter Buck & Craig Konyu
Released September 1, 2015

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The acoustic: Craig Konyu
The electric: Peter Buck
The organ: Peter Buck
The bass: Craig Konyu
The slaps: Craig Konyu
The handclaps: Craig Konyu
The shakers: Craig Konyu

LYRICS:

Hours are staring.
Into deep outer space.
Ours is knowing.
That we can’t relate.

It’s true. I love the days.
That are spent with you.
It’s true. I love the days.

Hours are stretching.
For sky sublime.
Ours is changing.
With no worry of time.

It’s true. I love the days.
That are spent with you.
It’s true. I love the days.

Hours are spent.
Avoiding outer space.
Ours is spent.
In significant place.

It’s true. I love the days.
That are spent with you.
It’s true. I love the days.

Hours are wasting.
In significant place.
Hours are wasting.
In significant place.
Insignificant place.
Insignificant place.

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