Buildings of Dreams

by Jay Fraser

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1.
If I was an open book There'd be nothing there to read If I was to change my look There'd be nothing left of me It's an emergency Now, when you come around It's true we may never see But with our ears on the ground We can hear the sound The Lord got a price on my head, that I don't buy! Why Lord put a price on my head that I don't buy? The shepherds come away to watch As three men stay In a little open air manger On a floor made from hay You said, "why didn't I think of that?" I said, "how could you know?" It's getting too late for this now There's no place left to go but home The Lord got a price on my head, that I don't buy! Why Lord put a price on my head that I don't buy? Hear the rising of the tide That whispers through the night Hear voices from behind Saying free your mind
2.
I dislike ceremony but I like to eat marzipan and I watch the credits roll before I'm heading off again See all the pretty maids over there in a row Boy what you waiting for there's no time for you to go slow Now it's time to dance To the beat of the clapping hands That's how we roll, it's how we roll With heart and soul That's how we roll, it's how we roll I've been sheltered from this light for too long But now I'm in the fray and living life right or wrong So open up now 'cause what you get is what you see How could you want more? There's certainly enough for me Now it's time to dance To the beat of the clapping hands That's how we roll, it's how we roll With heart and soul That's how we roll, it's how we roll Watch us rock Watch us roll
3.
Walking A Fine Line (free) 02:54
I ain't so pretty Walking more like a broken man Caught in the big city Like putty in the Devil's hands I hear the church bells Ringing way before my time Anyone could tell I'm walking on a fine line I let it go and breath out Take a chance to make it loud So they're dancing when I'm not around any more I have been ripped off I have been pushed down All my money lost And forced into the underground Been down the wrong track Barked up the wrong tree Thrown on the garbage stack But it ain't got the best of me I let it go and breath out Take a chance to make it loud So they're dancing when I'm not around any more
4.
Like a jet plane flying through the northern lights My navigation signs got screwed up But here I see that beauty cannot refine The alloys of a broken mind, or glue it up Let this fire refine my soul Breaking us down to gold That will forever hold Inquartation and parting For a boy in want of heart and stranded Forty miles east Like a diver thrown to the greatest ocean depths All directional sense has been torn up Or a nomad searching on the arid desert plains There's nothing left here to gain if you're gone away Let this fire refine my soul Breaking us down to gold That will forever hold Inquartation and parting For a boy in want of heart and stranded Forty miles east
5.
hope is ours for these short few hours as fireworks light up the sky and as snow falls soft from the clouds on merry-go-rounds the children play and the truth will fall out of me and you will see what I want buildings may fall but the truth will stand tall and you will see what I want is you time escapes as we find hearts that break and dream of a love we could share may we all stand as one when the day it is done with what for it had to be there and the truth will fall out of me and you will see what I want buildings may fall but the truth will stand tall and you will see what I want is you so lay down, close your eyes and dream of the love we will share lay down, close your eyes and dream of the love we will share when the truth can fall out of me and you will see what I want buildings may fall but the truth will stand tall and you will see what I'm not with you When the truth will fall out of me and you will see what I want Buildings may fall But the truth will stand tall and you will see what I want is you
6.
Four Strong Winds (free) 04:22
I'm down at the station Waiting so patiently for you With my head in my hands I've let this run late But I won't hesitate To make sure that you understand 'Cause there's four strong winds that are a' comin' They're gonna blow that trumpet soon When I'm drawn and quartered like and outlaw The last thing I see will be you Now it's time for a soul revolution Watching my angels fall Watching my demons brawl I'm breaking old china plates up against the walls Well it's time we moved on To make ourselves strong Only time will console what we've found I'm checking a map So I miss the next trap But it's hard to be told North from South When there's four strong winds that are a' comin' They're gonna blow that trumpet soon When I'm drawn and quartered like and outlaw The last thing I see will be you Now it's time for a soul revolution Watching my angels fall Watching my demons brawl I'm breaking old china plates up against the walls
7.
Pack your things, we'll leave in the morning To catch the first train out of here bound, full steam, without fear Though we may ride Through mountains of sin and plains of delight With no net for if we should fall With no return paid we'll keep moving for'd It's all been done I've read it in books and I've heard it all sung But watch me run The ground I forsook with the wind in my lungs It might be a dream, but a dream It might be a dream, but a dream If we win we have no need for mocking birds or diamond rings May hope fill our minds eyes It's down to you and I to let the light shine Burn though it might, to keep warm through the night It's all been done I've read it in books and I've heard it all sung But watch me run The ground I forsook with the wind in my lungs It might be a dream, but a dream It might be a dream, but a dream
8.
Bastille Day 02:48
When summer leaves I will be gone When autumn leaves fall down I've opened this door and now I must walk through Into this cold room Where all we have is this icy cold But we hold on No, we don't let go Though we fall As spring awakes and the blue bird sings A sweet new chorus begins to play And light softly breaks through the trees at dawn Into a thousand pieces torn where we lay Where all we have is this icy cold But we hold on No, we don't let go Though we fall Light moves gently across the sky A plane flies
9.
Neon Rappel 04:03
Hey, why don't we create a world all of our own Where we can be free Where we can be one Where we can call home As we dance like souls that are free To all our love would be To all our love would be unknown So I don't lay awake at night thinking of you So I don't lay awake at night holding you If I showed her my heart So we didn't drift apart To be cursed from the start 'Cause her eyes told me she'd stay Until judgement day now this neon display will shine As we dance like souls that are free To all our love would be To all our love would be unknown So I don't lay awake at night thinking of you So I don't lay awake at night holding you
10.
A warm night on Acland Street The pier lights up like a Christmas string While we have a beer and talk about things On St Kilda Beach In day light from Acland Street Ride to the markets on the tram Get caught in the Grand Prix traffic jam On Fitzroy Street As I sat on an old park bench Overlooking St Kilda Beach Reading articles and books Giving pretty girls a look But they don't say hi They keep walking by out of reach Down to St Kilda Beach A warm night on Acland Street We sing songs on the balcony A Simple Twist of Fate to Paul Kelly To Bob's song, the one about Lead Belly On Acland Street At first light from Acland Street Jump off the pier but avoid the stingers To wash off the worst of last nights beers On Acland Street As I sat on an old park bench Overlooking St Kilda Beach Reading articles and books Giving pretty girls a look But they don't say hi They keep walking by out of reach Down to St Kilda Beach

about

"a vibrant country / roots sound sounding somewhere between John Butler and Angus Stone"
Tomatrax - 4/5

"‘Building Of Dreams’ is a beautiful and somewhat captivating album, which really bursts with energy"
Shout4Music - 8/10

"vrolijke sound en een uitstekende zangprestatie"
Rootstime.be

"a true credit to Australian music"
The Dwarf

The AU Review - 7.5/10
www.theaureview.com/albums/jay-fraser-buildings-of-dreams-2011-lp


When you’re a globe-trotting hobo musician, it can be hard to refuse change. The up- and downside of change and progress is central to Australian musician Jay Fraser’s third and latest album, Buildings Of Dreams, released in January 2011.

The 10-track LP features songs written from mid-2008 to the present, a period during which Fraser went through an extended period of transition.

Quitting his office job and selling his apartment in isolated Launceston, the singer songwriter packed his life up in a guitar case and headed to Europe, seeking to fulfill his ‘soul’ ambition.

Buildings of Dreams is the story of his subsequent highs and lows, epiphanies and mistakes, fears and growth, and discipline and hedonism.

Since 2010, Fraser has been based in London (which almost sounds like Launceston if you squint). He recorded the album over four months with the talented musician and sound engineer Richard Campbell at Orpheus Studio in Shoreditch, London.

As Fraser explains, the relationship was positive from the outset. “He adopted an enthusiasm equal to mine in terms of the album concept and approached each song with unwavering diligence. This gave me confidence in what we were doing and a great atmosphere to do it.”

The album starts with more produced and carefully arranged tracks, such as the first single ‘That’s how we roll’, and gradually tapers down to raw live acoustic recordings. The last song, ‘Acland Street,’ an ode to the popular Melbourne street and the artists who live there, was recorded in one take.

The recording process was surprisingly unplanned and natural. “I dropped by one Saturday afternoon to meet Richard and immediately felt at ease. I returned to record a single, and had soon organised to go back again. After the second visit I knew that recording the entire album with Richard was the best thing I could possibly do.”

Fraser also called on the services of longtime friend and collaborator Tim Downey, aka Teinne, a gifted musician and songwriter from Hobart, Tasmania, who contributed harmonies on ‘Four Strong Winds’ and ‘Forty Miles East’.

To bridge the 17,000 km distance, Downey would send his harmonies via email, which Fraser then mixed. “It was great to finally use the Internet for something useful and productive, something outside Facebook,” he notes.

The cover is the work of Edith Carron, a French artist and illustrator based in Berlin. “She’s created a beautifully strange universe for this album to inhabit,” Fraser says. “I was over the moon to have her working on the artwork. The results speak for themselves.”

- by Sam Davies
arbourman.wordpress.com

credits

released January 22, 2011

All songs written by Jay Fraser
Produced by Jay Fraser and Richard Campbell

Vocals, guitar & harmonica by Jay Fraser
Drums, bass, and keyboards by Richard Campbell
Vocal harmonies on Four Strong Winds
& Forty Miles East by Tim Downey

Artwork by Edith Carron, www.edithcarron.net
Recorded and mixed at Orpheus Studio, www.orpheusstudio.co.uk


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