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New Song Upload 'CHAINED'

It's seems ages since I have gotten round to emailing you all. First of all, and probably most important, THANKS! Having reached the dizzying heights of No: 18 in the UK Blues Charts, 167 globally and well over 4,000 song plays, I feel so humbled. As a T-GirL Singer and Musician I never expected that much. Rejection was more what I expected. Thanks for all those amazing messages of support and feedback, please keep them coming. I've been working for what seems like months on two new songs, one of which is 'CHAINED'. I've uploaded a Demo. Take a listen, have a read of the lyrics and let me know what you think. I know the song is dark, so many of my songs are, people who know me won't be surprised. Relationships can so easily trap you, partners want to own and posess you, possibly even more so for T-GirL's and Guys, the song says it all. If you're UK based and attending Manchester's Sparkle this weekend, I'll see you there. If you recognize me, come up and say Hello. If not, here's hoping that you have a great Summer or a snug warm Winter through the months to come, Hugs, Robyn-Jane xx

2 New Tracks

There are two new demos up here for you to listen to. They come from the heart and inner feelings where all good songs come from I guess. Leastways, I hope they're the makings of good songs. 'Up Close and Personal' probably stands on it's own as the most intimate song I've ever dared to share here on RN. 'Rain Coming Down' comes from the pain and despair of losing someone I thought I had forever. Nobody has a right to anyone's love forever, I know that now. But the feeling of loss and of losing the home you worked together to build is no less intense.

Hope you like the new songs,

Hugs, Robyn-Jane xxx

4 New tracks - Take a Listen!

4 New Tracks - Take a listen!

I'm a BassGirl, it comes out in everything I do, not just my music. In my day to day life I notice rhythms in the world around me and from time to time they get used in my music. Being a bassist colors they way I see things, through my ears, if hat doesn't sound too crazy.

Being a BassGirl maybe I have thicker (heart) strings than those class act divas out there but it doesn't mean that I'm any less prone to getting my heart broken. Maybe at one time I thought that I could hide at the back of the band behind the lead singer and not get too noticed. If I didn't get too noticed then maybe I wouldn't get too hurt. As in most things, I was wrong. You can't hide from life and sometimes you attract attention to yourself just by trying to hide, people want what they can't get.

Lately I've come to accept that if I'm going to get hurt I might as well make something of it. When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. The trouble is, when it boils down to it, there's very little sweetness about me. If you expect lemonade, then it's going to be really bitter. Someone said not too long ago 'I like your voice, but it's bitter honey.' So came the title track of the new collection I'm building here on my page: 'BITTER HONEY', take a listen and see what you think.

Of the three other tracks up on my page, 2 are born out of heartache; 'T-GIRL BLUES' is a rant about T-Girl admirers who only want one kind of thing and it ain't love believe me. 'YOU GOT SOMETHING FOR ME' is about the same person an the same thing. Spelling things out twice in a song gives me more satisfaction than simply losing it and the effect lasts longer. Take a listen.

As for 'I DON'T WANT YOU HERE' the title says precisely the opposite of what I feel. If you've ever been that idiotically addicted to someone you know all too well is bad for you then you'll know what it's all about. This song is for me and you, it's about addiction to a love that was only going to end in serious harm.

I'm working on two more songs, 'SLOW BEGINNINGS' and 'BLUE WALTZ', bluesy 3/4 time tunes as well as a cover of Bessie Smith's 'OUTSIDE OF THAT'. Watch this space.

Finally, thanks from the bottom of my heart for being a fan, thanks for being on my mailing list and thanks for being the great people & musicians that you are,

Robyn-Jane xxx

Where the music takes me

Where the music takes me is just about any place these days but it hasn't always been that way. Now I write about life in my songs and the hatred or kindness people show me gets woven like a thread into through the lyrics. The experiences I have, the things I hear and see, all have their place, a bit like a blog really. Without that life experience, I suspect that there would be no songwriting. But songwriting isn't just about the lyrics, it's also about the melody. Words can convey so much but melody can carry something else, abstract emotions, things you feel but can't verbalize. Back as a mixed up transgendered teen, music was my escape from life into a world where I could be a guitarist with no ending on the word to show what gender I was. Constantly picking or strumming my guitar alone in my room, changing the chords and notes to suit my changing mood was just about the only way I could cope with the constant bullying at school, the anxiety and health issues that went with it.

I have to thank others for that musical ability. I can see myself sitting on the arm of a lounge chair in my grandparents parlor, my grandfather strumming banjo and my grandma playing piano. By then she played purely by memory but it was all quite literally under her seat! Grandma's piano stool had a lid and underneath it all of her sheet music. Occasionally I was allowed to delve in there, into a goldmine and Aladdin's cave of 1930's and 40's Broadway melodies. I knew the songs by heart having heard them played so often in our family music making, but there they all were, the material of Harry Warren and the fabulous lyrics of Al Dubin, the songs from Golddiggers of 1933 and 42nd street. I could dream and imagine myself on stage in a show. I could forget for a moment the horrors of a chool that was only a couple of miles away.

Aged 11, I learned my skills as a rhythm player, strumming or picking along to 'We're in the Money' or 'Shuffle off to Buffalo', a strange beginning for a transgendered boy whose idols were Joni Mitchell and Joan Baez. Physically, music has taken me since to a lot of strange and sometime beautiful places, but mainly coffee houses and clubs with smoke filled atmospheres and less the ideal sound systems! It's nice that music has the capacity to take us other places even if it's (only) in the mind.

Where does your music take you?

Where the Music takes me

Where the music takes me is just about any place these days but it hasn't always been that way. Now I write about life in my songs and the hatred or kindness people show me gets woven like a thread into through the lyrics. The experiences I have, the things I hear and see, all have their place, a bit like a blog really. Without that life experience, I suspect that there would be no songwriting. But songwriting isn't just about the lyrics, it's also about the melody. Words can convey so much but melody can carry something else, abstract emotions, things you feel but can't verbalize. Back as a mixed up transgendered teen, music was my escape from life into a world where I could be a guitarist with no ending on the word to show what gender I was. Constantly picking or strumming my guitar alone in my room, changing the chords and notes to suit my changing mood was just about the only way I could cope with the constant bullying at school, the anxiety and health issues that went with it.

I have to thank others for that musical ability. I can see myself sitting on the arm of a lounge chair in my grandparents parlor, my grandfather strumming banjo and my grandma playing piano. By then she played purely by memory but it was all quite literally under her seat! Grandma's piano stool had a lid and underneath it all of her sheet music. Occasionally I was allowed to delve in there, into a goldmine and Aladdin's cave of 1930's and 40's Broadway melodies. I knew the songs by heart having heard them played so often in our family music making, but there they all were, the material of Harry Warren and the fabulous lyrics of Al Dubin, the songs from Golddiggers of 1933 and 42nd street. I could dream and imagine myself on stage in a show. I could forget for a moment the horrors of a school that was only a couple of miles away.

Aged 11, I learned my skills as a rhythm player, strumming or picking along to 'We're in the Money' or 'Shuffle off to Buffalo', a strange beginning for a transgendered boy whose idols were Joni Mitchell and Joan Baez. Physically, music has taken me since to a lot of strange and sometime beautiful places, but mainly coffee houses and clubs with smoke filled atmospheres and less the ideal sound systems! It's nice that music has the capacity to take us other places even if it's (only) in the mind.

Where does your music take you?

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