Taller Than The Trees

by Kevin Roy

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Taller than the Trees is the debut release by Winnipeg singer/songwriter Kevin Roy

Everyone loves a good story. Winnipeg alt-country troubadour, Kevin Roy, shares his songs as if telling a story for the first time over morning coffee.

He sings earnest tales and comedic balladry with heartfelt melodies and hook-driven choruses. His tall-grass poetry paints images of Canadiana and experiences of the roads he has travelled. If John Prine, Gram Parsons, and Townes Van Zandt went on a fishing trip together in the Canadian Shield, they just might pen the next Kevin Roy album.

As the tamaracks shed their needles in the fall of 2013, Kevin Roy wandered from the beaten path. He left a life of certainty, a professional career, in search of purpose through his love of songs, stories, and the open road. With producer/engineer Lloyd Peterson (The Weakerthans, The Wailin' Jennys) Kevin Roy recorded his debut EP, Taller than the Trees. He is backed by a five piece acoustic ensemble that features former Wailin' Jennys fiddler, Jeremy Penner. Whether pining for lost love or protesting the government's removal of funding for the Experimental Lakes Area, Taller than the Trees is about living for your desires regardless of life's uncertainties.

Since the album’s release, Kevin Roy has logged thousands of kilometers sharing his music and stories in landscapes both familiar and foreign. Over mountain passes to the edges of the Continent, Kevin Roy has had the privilege of performing festivals and concerts with many acclaimed artists, including: The Deep Dark Woods, Daniel Romano, Kathleen Edwards, Lynn Miles, and many more.

With a new set of tires, Kevin Roy is taking back to the road this fall with dates across Canada. He is bringing with him a collection of new songs, of which, only a select few will make his sophomore album. Stay tuned for more information on a full-length recording to commence in the winter of 2014.


released February 4, 2014

Kevin Roy - Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Amie Peterson - Harmony Vocals
Donovan Locken - Mandolin, Harmony Vocals
Anthony Kost - Banjo, Dobro
Karl Ratchinsky - Upright Bass
Jeremy Penner - Fiddle (track 2, 5, 6)

All songs written by Kevin Roy – Kevin Roy Music (SOCAN), 2013.
Produced by Lloyd Peterson & Kevin Roy
Engineered by Lloyd Peterson, Wonder Dog Recording
Mixed by Lloyd Peterson & Kevin Roy
Mastered by Jamie Sitar, Outta Town Sound

Album Artwork by Justina Smith, justlittleart.com
Layout by Lee Froese leefroese.com

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We acknowledge the financial support of the Government of Canada through the Department of Canadian Heritage (Canada Music Fund) and of Canada's Private Radio Broadcasters.



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Kevin Roy Winnipeg, Manitoba

Kevin Roy delivers poignant folk ballads, wry wit toe-tappers, and barn-burners with the right balance of aw-shucks honesty and unbridled enthusiasm.

With the band groove of Crazy Horse, and the harmonies of CSNY, Kevin Roy is classic Americana & Country through brand new speakers.
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Track Name: Calgary Skyline Blues
Well the dawn is breaking darling
And the dew is forming on the lawn
Last night I can’t remember
If I could I’d wanna forget
How we came about the things we said

So I’m leaving for the mountains
Just to find a little piece of mind
On a dark and starry evening
I found a little time
To sing my songs to the Calgary Skyline.

I've got an angel on my mind
The devil on my heels
The greyhound ain’t fast enough for me
When the bus breaks down
She’ll burn me to the ground
I just hope my angel can be free

Down below in the flatland
On a dark horse the devil rides alone
I steadied my aim
Raised my rifle to my eye
But rather let her live to wonder why
Track Name: Taller than the Trees
I wish that I was taller little taller than the trees
So I could see my future and the place I scrape my knees
And pick my battles wiser 'cos I’ve never won a war
I’m getting tired of waking up to bullets ringing out my door

You hid behind your crooked smile and the darkness of your eyes
Telling all your secrets to the tallest trees
'Cos when that old jackpine falls it don’t make a sound
It’s carrying all your thoughts and burying them in the ground

Between the strikes and thunder there's a silence in my ears
And it's asking me where my heart is bound
Fate is asking why I don’t talk to you no more
I was trembling to leave steady walking out the door

The morning came to take a train I took a greyhound instead
I much prefer the tires to the rail
I chased a humble feeling to the foothills in July
I never second guessed the reasons and I won't regret how I tried

Every passing city begs to know whats on my mind
Still I ponder where my heart is bound
Fate is asking why I don’t talk to you no more
I was trembling to leave steady walkin out the door

When it’s raining on her shore
I’m tryin to find a little shelter from the storm

Between the strikes and thunder there's a silence in my ears
And it's begging me where my heart is bound
Fate is asking why I don’t talk to you no more
I was trembling to leave steady walkin out the door
Track Name: Salvation on the Shore
My tires they’re slipping down memory lane
And the waters I’m casting my stones
They’re poisoned with fear an uncertain rage
But I’m biding my time till you come back again

All my dreams are coming more clear
With every day that you’re gone
And the rivers you’re sailing are troubled no more
At last there’s salvation on the shore

You turned to the bottle and soon you grew thin
Your heart was never clouded by the storm
When you stepped out the front door and into the wind
It was the weight of your heart kept both feet on the ground

Now the days don’t come easy the nights never end
I’ve seen what is and what should never be
If you don’t come back to see me I’ll set out one day
And let the winds of glory guide me to your home so far away
Track Name: February Song
I couldn’t wait forever so I thought I’d tell you
That I’m looking for a reason just to be set free
So many miles between us I know in that cafe
You’re trembling in your boots wondering how you’re gonna stay

The western winds sure blow strong across the great divide
They keep you bound from feeling all the things you kept inside
I know that’d things would be different if I was there with you
But I’m stuck inside the old hometown doing what I do

I wished I was a poet but I tend to ramble on
All the words I put in pen would end up as a song
So these are my stories, the ones that I will tell
They make me feel like heaven and they make me feel like hell

I drove down to the station on a January day
Knowing that I’d see your face before the month of May
But bigger cities have a way of turning things around
They seem to have no mercy on the heart of a little town

So I’m left to think about the things I can’t control
I’m shaking as I try and sort out how I let you go
And Although in different places I know we’re still the same
Perhaps we’ll meet up when I finally hit the road again
Track Name: Two Rivers
I’ve seen your face a thousand times
I know what makes you cry
So how did I go down that road
And leave behind my pride

She once was a diner girl
Down at Falcon's shore
She held me up and let me down
She left me wanting more

I’ll wait on by these rivers until she calls my name
For I can hope if she were me it’d all be just the same

So I proposed a game of cards
As cliché as it may be
My hand was full of twos and queens
No hearts upon their sleeve
Track Name: The Ridges of Teggau
Three days on the water travelling through this land
This paddle is my destiny my hammer in my hand
I know not where I’m going I know the route I’ve been
I hope the good Lord rescues me if ever I should sin

Like the woodland cree before us to them my head I bow
Their lives remain in pictographs on the ridges of Teggau
If ever you should go there and listen the leaves
You’ll hear them tell the stories of the years before the thieves

Someplace o’er yonder in a mansion on the hill
You signed away protection for a petty dollar bill
You sure aint bound for glory you're a million dollar slave
The higher powers gone before will haunt you till your grave

I’m just a weary traveller on Experimental lakes
I’ve seen the beauty in this land and cowards and the snakes
Someplace in the darkness beneath the moonlit skies
Under placid waters the sacred beauty dies