Grand Voyageur

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Grand Voyageur (in english)

Produced by/ Réalisé par
Jonathan Peters, David Lagacé and Jean-Bruno Pinard.

Enregistré à/ recorded at Gypsie Room, Mtl, Qc


Album en vente/ in sale à
l'oblique, 4333 Rivard, Montréal.
Music cité, 169 Rue King Ouest, Sherbrooke
Audition Musik, 94 ave Rouleau, Rimouski

Booking: Jean-Claude Anto/ jc@coyoterecords.ca

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released October 20, 2012

Produced by/ Réalisé par
Jonathan Peters, David Lagacé and Jean-Bruno Pinard.

Enregistré à/recorded at Gypsie Room, Mtl, Qc
and at studio Grosse Roche, Mont-Tremblant, Qc

Mixed by Jean-Bruno Pinard
Mastered by Vincent Cardinal at Plasma Studio, Mtl, Qc

Thanks to/ Merci à:

Toby Gendron, Roby Provost
Hugo Perreault, Vincent Cardinal,
Mélissa Perron, La centrale des artistes
Tracy Rivard, Amis et Familles !

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Fire/Works Montréal, Québec

The universe of Montrealers Jonathan Peters and David Lagacé is a profound one, thick and aspiring, where day and night coexist. A musical world made of ethereal vocal harmonies and rich instrumentation, where melodies speak and words sing. Impulsive, pure and authentic.

A work of art that confirms a sincere endeavor, tempestuous and inhabited by a folk that burns to the core.
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Track Name: Heïma
This is not a perfect place,
but it's my house, in my world, in the snow.
It's where nothing will get between me and my art.
It's where children will dance along the winter tunes.

Oh.

La-la-la-la - call a dream
La-la-la-la - the fireplace

This is not a perfect place,
but it's my house, in my world

This is not a perfect place
Track Name: Some Beautiful
Give me something beautiful,
something I can believe in
something I belong to.

I wish your eyes didn't lie yet
and forever ago
I'm no longer doubtfull
as long as you stand by my side.

I don't mind about your occupations
that takes you away from us
I just want to feel that
when you're gone i'm still on your mind

Give me something beautiful,
something I can believe in
something I belong to

I can hardly guess you thoughts
puzzled out for us
what if I stop calling
ain't that strong to you.
In fact it never been wholesome
I realize that hearafter
I think you're just not ready,
to catch and preserve you're hapiness.

Learn to give some beautiful,
something you can believe in
something you belong to
Track Name: Out at sea
I send my dreams on a sinker
in the deep blue
I sink my love in double scotch

I live my life by the porthole,
of the sailboat,
fading but we are almost there

I'm still with you in my lonelyness
fading dreams and world maps you are

and you are a feather
and I am a sailor

we are homesick out to the sea
Track Name: Love.
Love won't wait,
Love won't wait

The sun will shine,
Love won't wait

Love won't wait
Love won't wait (NO)

Love won't wait

(look up -Love yerself)
Track Name: B-Horror Movie Soundtrack
Twelve monsters hide in your wardrobe every night
They change appearence to imitate the things you used to love
Friends pretend that their is no such thing, but you trust your eyes.

And saw a ten feet nightingale
You knew the fear of not knowing yer own bed

Far at the end of the road (...)
Track Name: Submarine
Just share a moment.
Track Name: Grand Voyageur
I don't always know where my thougts are going to but I know they don't belong around in the concrete jungle, in the spring they dance along the river. In the snow they're howling in the cold.

On sunday mornings I'm creeping to the light,
I've been for a walk on the river side.
I stomp my feet and echoe in the trees,
I feel so rarely this lightweight,
no city has this soul.

I don't always know where my thougts are going to but I know they don't belong around in the concrete jungle, in the spring they dance along the river. In the snow they're howling in the cold.
Track Name: Bare Skin
Naked runners in the forest
They’re not running away
They live here, in their bare skin
Born on the fringe of town
They run just for fun
Pretending nothing, going nowhere.

When winter has come
They light fire near their tepee
When it feels cold
They stick to each other

Oh. Oh.

The forest is a haven of peace
You’ve got nothing to kill or lie for
When everyone’s in their bare skin.
Track Name: Memories
Memories of winter are passing me by,
all I need these days; the snow and the sleep,

as my house is submerged by boiling rain
and I do nothing, nothing at all.

My youth is big and blue-green,
yer eyes were a fire.
Now all I have is summer,
I'm bare feet outside.

As my house is submerged by pouring rain
and I do nothing, nothing at all