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.
Prélude
Jason Webley Lyrics
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Swept into a cardboard box filled with forgotten photographs
And abandoned songs.
The past few years are illuminated only by the dim glow
Of a sun setting in the east
It's almost night.
I scour the landscape trying to make out your familiar shape against the horizon.
The sand stings my face and I keep walking, keep looking.
And I can barely make out the sound of my own voice beneath the wind:
Maybe we'll be alone.
In Jason Webley's song Prelude, the lyrics tell a poignant story about the fleeting nature of time and the struggle to maintain connection in a relationship. The imagery of sand slipping through fingers and forgotten photographs and songs swallowed up in a cardboard box speaks to the transience of moments in our lives. Despite sharing the same bed, the singer in the song feels far from their partner, searching for their familiar shape against the vast horizon. The line "But it's amazing how rarely our paths cross" highlights the difficulty of staying present and connected in a busy world where time slips away. And yet, in the midst of this searching, there is a glimmer of hope in the line "Maybe we'll be alone," suggesting that perhaps in solitude they will find a way back to one another.
The melody of Prelude is hauntingly beautiful, underscoring the bittersweet emotions evoked by the lyrics. The sparse instrumentation of accordion and vocals create an intimate and vulnerable atmosphere that draws the listener in. Although the song is relatively short, it packs a powerful emotional punch and leaves a lasting impression on the listener.
Line by Line Meaning
The weeks slip through our fingers like the dry sand blowing across the dunes,
Time passes quickly and feels like it is slipping away, much like sand blowing across dunes.
Swept into a cardboard box filled with forgotten photographs
Memories are easily put away and forgotten, much like old photographs stored in a box.
And abandoned songs.
Songs that once held meaning or importance have been left behind or forgotten.
The past few years are illuminated only by the dim glow
Memories of the recent past are faint and not as vivid.
Of a sun setting in the east
The sun setting in the east symbolizes the end of something, such as time passing.
It's almost night.
The end of the day, or something else, is approaching.
I scour the landscape trying to make out your familiar shape against the horizon.
Trying to find something familiar or recognizable in the midst of change or uncertainty.
But it's amazing how rarely our paths cross considering we share the same bed.
Despite being close or intimate with someone, it is still possible to be distant or disconnected.
The sand stings my face and I keep walking, keep looking.
Despite facing obstacles, one keeps pushing forward and searching.
And I can barely make out the sound of my own voice beneath the wind:
Unable to hear or find clarity even within oneself.
Maybe we'll be alone.
Uncertainty or a desire for solitude in the midst of uncertainty and change.
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Written by: JASON WEBLEY
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