Webley tours all over the world. He usually performs solo, but occasionally plays with his long-time band mates - Michael McQuilken, Jherek Bischoff and Alex Guy.
Webley used to stage a theatrical death every Halloween, only to resurrect on May Day of the following year, but in 2005 he discontinued the tradition, claiming he did not wish to die annually again. He owns a Toyota Corrolla, which he's altered and named "The Tomato" and he organized and ran Camp Tomato in April of 2005, with friends and fans known as Tomato Scouts ( in retaliation to the comment that he was a sadistic cult leader. ) Camp Tomato has since been a more or less annual event.
Music That Puts Everything Together
Jason Webley Lyrics
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Oh father, see how I have grown, the bastard fruit of seed you've sown
Lost my erection, saw my reflection, it was hard to see that face
He said "Welcome home, brother, how have you been?"
We're at the end of an era, no more sharpening our arrows
No more praying we never hit the things that we are shooting at
We've gone through the valley, we've borne our burden badly
The tune is sweet, the rhythm strong, the music that could bring us all together again
One night I left my lady's side, I felt some change within the tide
Pulled a blanket over me and set my little boat to sea
I could feel the waves come and find the rhythm
The ocean won't let you forget, the tide rolls out, but the tide will come back in
We're at the end of an era, no more sharpening our arrows
No more praying we never hit the things that we are shooting at
We've left our lovers waiting, spent our juices masturbating
Now I think it's time we start to build something that has a heart
The air is growing thick with tones that just might bring these scattered bones together again
One morning we woke up to find the chasm had become so wide
Between us and our fathers, while we slept the space grew larger
We could feel the shadow, we could hear the echo
Of a song I know he used to sing, start to remember how it begins
We're at the end of an era, no more sharpening our arrows
No more praying we never hit the things that we are shooting at
We've sent our vessels out to sea, tied our feathers to the tree
Spent the winter on our knees, looking for these melodies
The songs of a forgotten king who longs to hear his people sing together again
The first verse of "Music That Puts Everything Together" by Jason Webley centers around the singer's experiences with his father. As he sees the knife fall, he hears it call out to his father, who has sown "bastard fruit," or something that may not have been intended, and reflects on his own identity in relation to his father. However, the singer is greeted warmly by someone he addresses as "brother" when he arrives at his destination. This may suggest that the singer has found a sense of belonging elsewhere, even if it was not provided by his father.
The following verses shift the focus to the end of an era and the start of something new. The singer mentions that there is no longer a need to "sharpen our arrows" or "pray we never hit the things that we are shooting at," possibly reflecting on past struggles and a desire to move forward. The waves in the second verse may represent the changing times and moving forward, with the ocean serving as a metaphor for the future. In the third verse, there is a sense of disconnect between the singer and his father, something that had grown while they were both seemingly asleep. However, the singer alludes to a melody that could bring the two back together again.
Overall, "Music That Puts Everything Together" seems to be a reflection on change and the desire for connection in the midst of it. It abstractly explores the relationships between fathers and sons, lovers, and people living in a time of transition.
Line by Line Meaning
One day the knife began to fall and as it dropped I heard it call
The singer noticed a knife falling and heard it speak, potentially representing the danger around them.
Oh father, see how I have grown, the bastard fruit of seed you've sown
The knife personifies itself as a child seeking validation from its father and acknowledging its problematic origins.
Lost my erection, saw my reflection, it was hard to see that face
The singer reflects on a difficult moment of insecurity and self-doubt.
He said "Welcome home, brother, how have you been?"
The artist is welcomed by someone familiar who greets them kindly.
We're at the end of an era, no more sharpening our arrows
The current time period is coming to a close and there is no need for further preparation or defense tactics.
No more praying we never hit the things that we are shooting at
There is no more avoiding the consequences of our actions.
We've gone through the valley, we've borne our burden badly
The singer has gone through a difficult time with hardships and failures.
But lift up your ears and turn around, I think I can hear a sound
Despite the tough times, the artist hears something promising in the distance.
The tune is sweet, the rhythm strong, the music that could bring us all together again
The sound represents the possibility of unity and hope through music.
One night I left my lady's side, I felt some change within the tide
The artist senses a shift in emotions or circumstances and sets out alone.
Pulled a blanket over me and set my little boat to sea
The singer creates a cozy and cozy environment in order to go on a journey.
I could feel the waves come and find the rhythm
The artist feels the waves and creates a musical connection between themselves and nature.
The ocean won't let you forget, the tide rolls out, but the tide will come back in
The ocean represents the memories and emotions that cannot be forgotten and will always resurface.
We've left our lovers waiting, spent our juices masturbating
The singer acknowledges wasting time and not focusing on meaningful relationships or goals.
Now I think it's time we start to build something that has a heart
It is time to prioritize creating something with emotional depth and substance.
The air is growing thick with tones that just might bring these scattered bones together again
The world around us is hinting at the potential for musical harmony and unity to bring scattered people together.
One morning we woke up to find the chasm had become so wide
The artist and those around them have suddenly realized the vast distance between themselves and those before them.
Between us and our fathers, while we slept the space grew larger
The gap between generations has grown while people were unaware, potentially leading to misunderstandings.
We could feel the shadow, we could hear the echo
The sense of distance is overwhelming and oppressive, represented by shadows and echoes.
Of a song I know he used to sing, start to remember how it begins
The artist reflects on a previously shared experience with someone they are distant from, trying to recall a specific detail.
We've sent our vessels out to sea, tied our feathers to the tree
The artist and their community have set out on journeys and left behind parts of themselves, represented by the symbol of feathers.
Spent the winter on our knees, looking for these melodies
The artist and others have put in great effort and dedication to search for the musical harmony they know exists.
The songs of a forgotten king who longs to hear his people sing together again
The singer reflects on the potential for music to unite communities by invoking a metaphor about a former leader who wishes for unity.
Contributed by Brayden L. Suggest a correction in the comments below.