I spent Thanksgiving weekend in 2006 and 2007 in Rochester NY with my sister Barbara Johnston, who is an excellent drummer. She helped me record demos during these visits for two of the three albums I had written but not recorded – Lies and Best Kept Secret. I recorded her playing drums on my portable Zoom digital studio and when I got home, laid down piano, bass, keyboard, and vocal parts. The demos of the Lies album turned out especially well. I liked them so much, I decided that if I could transfer my Zoom files to a real studio, add guitar tracks, and re-record the vocals, I could turn these demos into a ‘real’ album, similar to Bruce Springsteen’s Atlantic City album, where the demos actually did become the album. So this is how ‘Lies’ became the fifth kjband album. I found an engineer willing to do this, and this time, I made sure he was a nice guy! I was so fortunate to meet Gary Georgett and to work with him on this album. He knew a guitarist, Chris Delis, who had subbed on Broadway for the U2 musical – Spiderman: Turn off the Dark. He is extremely talented and did a great job. I am particularly proud of the lyrics to this album which were inspired by a series of classes I had taken that taught of how one could learn to achieve a greater awareness of one’s life, and to learn to wake up from a state of mechanized, learned, sleep-like existence. Many lyrics refer to the lies that people tell themselves. I did all of the vocals on the album and there is no saxophone or strings. The stripped down sound features my piano work more than any other album has. The album was started and finished in 2012. This album was dedicated to my late mother, Nancy Johnston, and the last song on the album, ‘Thank You’ is a tribute to her. Two hidden tracks at the end of the disc are completed ‘demos’ from the unrecorded Best Kept Secret album.
Songs on Album
(click for lyrics)
Grab a Star
Ken Johnston
When you’re a child
Innocent and pure
Deep inside
The place, still secure
So much to deal with
To find what is true
Sift through the clutter
Find what you need to do
Grab a star
Pick it right out of the sky
Grab a star
Keep it in that place inside
We’re all children
Old, or young still
Growing, learning, living
A canvas to fill
So guard it fiercely
That place in your heart
Keep the fires burning
Reach for that star
Reach out
Look in
No happy ever after
While there’s still things to say
Stop and smell the roses
As you find your way
The Moment
Ken Johnston
What you think you are
Is what you think you are
They’re just thoughts
Who you think you are
Is who you think you are
They’re just thoughts
At any point in time
When you pause, and look to see
The moment … it is gone
Everyone thinks they know
They know, what they think
They’re just thoughts
Your light has dimmed
From years of layers built
Not enough to see
Help me to strip ’em away
The layer of lies
I want to shine
In its place you’ve made
Lights of your own
You see, but it’s not you
You can’t stop time
But you can hold and live
The moment, before it’s gone
At any point in time
When you pause, and look to see
The moment … it is gone
Lies
Ken Johnston
Follow your routine
Monkeys do what they see
Convince yourself
That you are free
Don’t question
Believe in all they say
Reflect it in your thoughts
Keep to the pathways
Lies, lies
It’s easy to believe
In what you say
When you’re talking to yourself
We don’t know another way
This tiny glimpse
Is such a tease
This glimmer of light
Too bad my eyes can’t see
Lies, lies
I can’t bring myself
To believe it can be
Naked without the lies
I struggle to see
Am I better off
In the dark like this?
I have my ignorance
And my bliss
And my lies, lies
Fight It
Ken Johnston
Stealing a moment here and there
To get away for a few
God forbid that I can
Do what I want to do
No time to be selfish
There’s no time to play
Toe the line, get with the program
Do what you should today
Fight it, fight it, fight it
To your last breath
It is so convenient
To have someone to blame
For not facing your fears
It’s easy to play that game
If I become more aware
Of who I am tonight
I’m afraid there will be
Too much shame to enjoy the pride
In Vino Veritas
Ken Johnston
I’ve got some work to do
Got to get it all done
Always there’s some work to do
Might as well make it fun
I need all this time
To shake off the ordinary
Got to see if there’s
Anything else here
So maybe in the morning
I’ll be very tired
But believe me it’s worth it
In vino veritas, veritas…
Work, fun, what’s the difference?
It’s the time going by
True false, what’s the difference
Wide awake, or tired?
The next day, back to the rush
When there’s just no time
Always hope I can carry it over
Or make a valiant try
Nero
Ken Johnston
Out, the awkward words
The feeble attempts
Try to describe
Out, the best intents
I might as well dance
While the fiddle plays
Might as well dance
Through the days
Opposite extremes
Try to find a middle
But there’s no such ground
To be found
Sing a song, to pass the time
I play amid the flame
Sing another song
And dance the night away
Treading Water
Ken Johnston
It’s only a little tempting
To not even try
Let the current take me
Don’t put up a fight
But no, I flail my arms
So clumsy and so slow
Sometimes moving forward
But mostly no
Treading water
Working hard just to stay afloat
Going nowhere
But at least, I’m afloat
For every step forward
There’s another back
Lots of plans and ideas
It’s the doing that I lack
All my good intentions
Aren’t worth a dime
Making up excuses
Is how I waste my time
I blame the obstacles
I put in my way
Is that enough
Complaining for today?
Lines
Ken Johnston
The lines have been drawn
Here in the sand
Time to find out
Where you stand
You need me
And I need you
So why do we
Do what we do?
You say you’re in the middle
And I’m making it hard for you
But I can see just as clear as day …
You’re on the other side
Of these lines we’ve drawn
How come you’re on the other side …
When I need you here
When I need you here
When I need you here?
It’s the bad weather
Keeping you over there
If you were truly with me
Then you’d be over here
Ride It
Ken Johnston
I am always nervous
I am always quiet
Fade into the background
And ride it
You tell yourself these things
Until you believe them so
Meanwhile inside you wait
To let them go
You forget that you forget
Enjoy the blissful sleep
So, go splash some water
And wake up those dreams
The path of least resistance
Isn’t always bad
Can’t help but judge
Though it makes me sad
Waiting
Ken Johnston
Of course I should call
I know I should
I should accept
The bad with the good
Alone by the phone
Every day she waits
Giving up, she retires
To the bed that she made
Let her wait
It won’t be too long
Her fault, but to her
She’s never wrong
I give in and call
Get a lecture and tears
Pay my lip service
Then again disappear
Thank You
Ken Johnston
I don’t know where to start
Don’t know what to say
How to thank you
You were everything
In the world to me
How do I thank you
I’ll sing a song
A simple song
I’ll sing a song
A simple song
One day here
The next day gone
Then back in my life
A song of love
And hope for the future
You are in me
Right here with me
And in my children
I’ll sing a song…