New Song: Amarillo

April is coming

With amarillo genes

Her little feet once running

In poppy field dreams

But her world has gone angry

With too many mouths to feed

Left her skin and bones 

A child casualty

Will you eat?

Please do this for me

I'm so scared that I'm empty

So you're in good company

Won't you eat?

You know the moon is hungry

Heard he's made of cheese

And that's good enough for me

Sure is a long drive

Onto Cleveland Road

Where a momma leaves a baby

On the doorstep alone

The House was so scary

Made out pretty in paint

Housing skeletons

Because now their worlds need to wait  

Will you eat?

Please do this for me

I'm so scared that I'm empty

So you're in good company

Won't you eat?

You know the moon is hungry

Heard he's made of cheese

And that's good enough for me

Will your alien 

Come to take you away again?

To a galaxy 

Gone in the dark

Where you'll be lost to me?

Or will you find that rosey sunshiny you,

The strong you,

On your own

Sweet amarillo mine?

April is coming 

With depressed genes

Left her skin and bones

She's always beautiful to me

Will you eat?

Please just eat?

Whether you like it or not

Decide to eat

Just breathe

Eat

Day 1 or 1000

Bedtime. Finding I need to be DONE quickly at night. Fine. Fine. Fine... Fine... DONE. Now. Go away. Leave me alone. 

Barclay has been cowering. Odo bit him yesterday and snapped at him over a bone today. The fact that he's unhappy makes me unhappy. 

I'm dwelling in the past lately. My mental addiction. A limerence. My I'm having a difficult time not sticking on E. I listened to Blue Plate Fellas today - somewhere I have not been able to wander because it hurt too much. Finding more stones to turn over and expose the raw. Eventually, perhaps, these will all be upset and scab over so he and me and us no longer hurt. 

New Song! "No Sorry"

I knew I'd be one to feel like this again
My restless heart trying to crawl out from under my skin
You told me "You know how it'd be"
"Sweet girl I never promised a thing"
Even tell me you don't want to go
As your kisses goodnight land their blow

My quality is timed to your digital attentions
But I still like to fool myself we're playing in tempos unmentioned
I still tell you "I'm happy today"
Cause I was lucky to hold you one day
Then I tell you "I'm doing so well"
But seeing your face feels like living hell

It is what it is
Don't be so sensitve
It is what it is
No sorry

I'm temperate when we're together, it's ok and then
A frenzied feeding just cannot help start to begin
So you tell me "I'm here for you girl"
"If I could you know I'd fix your world"
And you tell me you just wanna stay
But you've got laundry and world to save

It is what it is
Don't be so sensitve
It is what it is
And no sorry

I know we're a healing machine

Alone in the dark we can't see

But together we find what we need

So just lay here with me

My body aches for one more heart felt rendition
But I can't seem to hold steady, fumbling with thoughts of lifelong intentions
You tell me you've appointments to keep
And everyday life that needs to stay sweet 
And even though I know my timing's the worst
I still wonder will I ever come first
Will I ever come first?

It is what it is
Don't be so fucking sensitve
It is what it is
So no sorry

http://youtu.be/r9QN4BBHS9o

New Song: Graveyard

If I croak in the graveyard will you just leave me there?
Would you mourn our love? Could you feel my hot chill in the air?
Would it leave you in a lonely nightmare?

Or would you find a sweet time in some floozy's hair?
While you're courting her would you lose yourself in the naughty affair?
Could you forget my touch after all these years?

While I'm rolling over the worms will play
So I'm rolling over cause a 'good girl' knows her place

Oh dear Anna
Didn't know that you had it in ya
Oh dear Anna
Can you forgive me one day?

When me and my spooks are alone we entertain ourselves with a game
Betting who's up first with some Abbott and Costello gag
The 'where' or 'who' is gonna land 'what' dame?

While I'm rolling over the worms will play
So I'm rolling over cause a 'good girl' knows her place

Oh dear Anna
Didn't know that you had it in ya
Oh dear Anna
Can you forgive me one day?

I'm laying stiff and the coroner arrived too late at the scene
I've departed and there's nothing she can do to save me
You better beg her for the happy ending

While I'm rolling over his worms will play
So I'm rolling over cause this 'good girl' knows her place

Oh dear Anna
Didn't know that you had it in ya 
Oh dear Anna
Can I forgive you one day?

A Democratic Approach to Songwriting

Yup. I wrote this song some months ago and moments before going live on PBS's The Playlist, the whole band got to vote on the name, as I wasn't too keen on the original. "Sweet Escape" it is.

Sweet Escape

Batten down your buoy and your green breeches
Then tie me a Windsor or an Oysterman’s
We’ll cast off and I’ll hold your heading
While you worry if she’s seaworthy
Is she seaworthy?

We shouldn't have sailed but you didn’t belay
Now the burdened vessel has to give right-of-way
So I trusted you to navigate
But you marooned me in a mirage that fades
Our mirage that fades

I didn’t have the time to see
That your pirates like a quick release
I didn’t have the time to see
That your pirates will just cut me free
Then make their sweet escape

Adrift in your wake when I was capsized
Where I once was wet the girls run dry
I’m washed up, crashed upon your shore
Drowning in your tide no more
In your tide no more

I didn’t have the time to see
That your pirates only quick release
I didn’t have the time to see
That your pirates will just cut me free
Then make their sweet escape

Lost in your cockpit
I’m a whore for you
Muster the captain
And gather the crew
All hands on deck
Cause I’m bleeding blue
The sharks in the water
Now what will you do?
Will you do?

I didn’t have the time to see
That your pirates like a quick release
I didn’t have the time to see
That your pirates will just cut me free
Then make their sweet escape

While I'm down on all fours
You'll make your sweet escape

The Playlist Videos

Innovative songwriter & performer Emily Jayne brings her original music to The PlayList. She delivers alternative pop style tunes on two keyboards, backed by Travis Crotteau, Mark Glen & Tyler Dubla.

I'M ON TV MOM!

Thursday, December 15th 2011 at 9pm on PBS North


I will be performing live on PBS's 'The Playlist,'
joined by Mark Glen on bass, Travis Crotteau
on guitar and Tyler Dubla on drums.


Look forward to "The Umbrella Waltz," "Sweet
Escape" and "The Blue Room."


Encores Saturday at 3pm and Sunday at 1:30pm.






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