Don Ross, Don: We need your help!
-
I can comment on it
-
I know the meaning
-
I can review it
-
I can translate it
Don Ross (born November 19, 1960 in Montreal, Quebec to Scottish and Mi'kmaq parents) is a Canadian fingerstyle guitarist noted for the emotion and intensity of his playing as well as his use of extended technique.
Ross' music borrows from rock, jazz, folk and classical music creating a style that he describes as "heavy wood". Ross is the first and only person to twice win the U.S. National Fingerstyle Guitar Championship (1988 and 1996). His album Huron Street reached the top ten on the Billboard new age chart. Read Full BioDon Ross (born November 19, 1960 in Montreal, Quebec to Scottish and Mi'kmaq parents) is a Canadian fingerstyle guitarist noted for the emotion and intensity of his playing as well as his use of extended technique.
Ross' music borrows from rock, jazz, folk and classical music creating a style that he describes as "heavy wood". Ross is the first and only person to twice win the U.S. National Fingerstyle Guitar Championship (1988 and 1996). His album Huron Street reached the top ten on the Billboard new age chart. In the liner notes to Ross' 2003 album Robot Monster, Bruce Cockburn writes, "Nobody does what Don Ross does with an acoustic guitar. He takes the corners so fast you think he's going to roll, but he never loses control."
Ross' music borrows from rock, jazz, folk and classical music creating a style that he describes as "heavy wood". Ross is the first and only person to twice win the U.S. National Fingerstyle Guitar Championship (1988 and 1996). His album Huron Street reached the top ten on the Billboard new age chart. Read Full BioDon Ross (born November 19, 1960 in Montreal, Quebec to Scottish and Mi'kmaq parents) is a Canadian fingerstyle guitarist noted for the emotion and intensity of his playing as well as his use of extended technique.
Ross' music borrows from rock, jazz, folk and classical music creating a style that he describes as "heavy wood". Ross is the first and only person to twice win the U.S. National Fingerstyle Guitar Championship (1988 and 1996). His album Huron Street reached the top ten on the Billboard new age chart. In the liner notes to Ross' 2003 album Robot Monster, Bruce Cockburn writes, "Nobody does what Don Ross does with an acoustic guitar. He takes the corners so fast you think he's going to roll, but he never loses control."
More Genres
No Artists Found
More Artists
Load All
No Albums Found
More Albums
Load All
No Tracks Found
Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Search results not found
Song not found
Don
by Don Ross
In front of a newborn moon pushing out it's glistening
Dome
I kiss these departing companions, take the next step
Alone
I've just said goodnight to the closest thing I have to
Home
Oh and the night grows sharp and hollow as a junkie's
Craving vain
And I don't feel your touch again
To be held in the heart of a friend is to be a king
But the magic of a lovers touch is what makes my spirit
Sing
When you're caught up in this longing all the beauties of
The earth don't mean a thing
Oh and the night grows clear and empty as a lake of acid
Rain
And I don't feel your touch again.
The last light of day crept away like a drunkard after
Gin
A hint of chanted prayer now whispers from the fresh
Night wind
To this shattered heart and soul, held together by habit
And skin
And to this half-gnawed bone of apprehension buried in my
Brain
As I don't feel your touch again
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA/AMCOS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Don Ross
In front of a newborn moon pushing out it's glistening
Dome
I kiss these departing companions, take the next step
Alone
I've just said goodnight to the closest thing I have to
Home
Oh and the night grows sharp and hollow as a junkie's
Craving vain
And I don't feel your touch again
To be held in the heart of a friend is to be a king
But the magic of a lovers touch is what makes my spirit
Sing
When you're caught up in this longing all the beauties of
The earth don't mean a thing
Oh and the night grows clear and empty as a lake of acid
Rain
And I don't feel your touch again.
The last light of day crept away like a drunkard after
Gin
A hint of chanted prayer now whispers from the fresh
Night wind
To this shattered heart and soul, held together by habit
And skin
And to this half-gnawed bone of apprehension buried in my
Brain
As I don't feel your touch again
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA/AMCOS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on specific lyrics, highlight them
SIGN UP
-or-