In 2016 they won the Canadian Folk Music Award for Ensemble of the Year at the 12th Canadian Folk Music Awards. The band was nominated again for a Canadian Folk Music Award as Ensemble of the Year in 2018.
Their follow-up to award-winning debut album is "What We Leave Behind". The album reflects on the traditions of Canadian Celtic music, where it comes from, and what it means to the people, but also strides in new directions.
Two Weeks
The East Pointers Lyrics
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Another west jet ‘YYG' to Calgary
Always knew that she'd get used to me leaving
Someday
A lot less words
Now her tears have run dry
I can tell by the way she doesn't hold me as tight
And she's thinking she's better off alone
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
I'm killing my soul
For the life that I'm leaving behind
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
I punch in ^idol^ whiskey on my breath
By the night comes
I take whatever I can get
Blowing back on money
I should've sent home
Two more days and I'm east bound
I'll be praying she'll be there when I touch down
Maybe there's a job home
That'll keep me this time
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
I'm killing my soul
For the life that I'm leaving behind
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
Monday morning, minus eighteen
Another west jet
‘YYG' to Calgary
The East Pointers song "Two Weeks" depicts the emotional struggle and physical toll on relationships of a worker who does rotational work. The song is narrated from the viewpoint of the worker who departs for a two-week stint of work in Calgary, leaving behind his partner. The lyrics are a reflection of a relatable struggle for many people in similar non-traditional work environments. The lyrics establish how the worker knows that his partner will eventually become accustomed to his routine of leaving every two weeks. The worker, in turn, can feel the emotional cost of being away, and the realization that each time he leaves, his partner becomes less vulnerable and less wanting to hold him closer.
The song tells a deeply personal story but it is also a commentary on the price workers pay to participate in industries that force workers to leave their homes, friends, and families behind. It portrays how the workers continue to work in spite of the emotional toll and financial struggles they endure. The song highlights an important political issue highlighted through music, as there is a growing trend of workers in many industries who are required to endure a similar structure due to labour demand constraints.
Line by Line Meaning
Monday morning, minus eighteen
It's a cold winter day and the singer is beginning his work schedule
Another west jet ‘YYG' to Calgary
The singer is taking another flight for work, from his hometown 'YYG' to Calgary
Always knew that she'd get used to me leaving
The singer's partner has accepted his work schedule and understands that he has to leave for work
Someday
The artist hopes that things will get better in the future for him and his partner
A lot less words
The artist and his partner don't speak much before he leaves anymore
Now her tears have run dry
The singer's partner no longer cries when he leaves
I can tell by the way she doesn't hold me as tight
The singer can feel a change in his partner's affection when he leaves now
And she's thinking she's better off alone
The artist's partner is starting to believe that it's better for her to be alone than with someone who's never around
Nobody warned me
The artist wasn't warned about how difficult this work schedule would be
Nobody told me
The artist wasn't told how tough the job would be
I'd leave there so broke
The singer spends so much money going to and from work that he has little left over
Come back so lonely
The artist feels lonely when he comes back from his job
I'm killing my soul
The singer is sacrificing his well-being for this job
For the life that I'm leaving behind
The singer is giving up his life at home for this job
Two weeks on
The singer spends two weeks away from home for work
And two weeks off
The artist is home for two weeks before he has to leave for work again
My blood is wearing thin
The artist is tired and drained from this work schedule
And my stomach's in knots
The singer is anxious about going to work again
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
The singer spends too much time thinking about how much of his life he's losing for this job
You have lost
The artist has given up a significant amount of time for this job
I punch in ^idol^ whiskey on my breath
The artist is drinking heavily and is not in good physical condition
By the night comes
As the night progresses, the artist becomes more desperate to find comfort
I take whatever I can get
The singer will accept anything that can temporarily numb his pain
Blowing back on money
The artist is spending money recklessly
I should've sent home
The singer regrets not sending his money home instead of spending it
Two more days and I'm east bound
The singer has only two more days before he has to leave for work again
I'll be praying she'll be there when I touch down
The singer hopes that his partner will be home when he returns in two weeks
Maybe there's a job home
The artist is considering finding a different job that would let him stay at home
That'll keep me this time
The artist wants a job that will let him stay at home permanently
Writer(s): tim chaisson, gordie sampson, jake charron, koady chaisson
Contributed by Sophie K. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@matsmith119
Monday morning, minus eighteen
Another west jet ‘YYG' to Calgary
Always knew that she'd get used to me leaving
Someday
A lot less words
Now her tears have run dry
I can tell by the way she doesn't hold me as tight
And she's thinking she's better off alone
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
I'm killing my soul
For the life that I'm leaving behind
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
I punch in idol whiskey on my breath
By the night comes
I take whatever I can get
Blowing back on money
I should've sent home
Two more days and I'm east bound
I'll be praying she'll be there when I touch down
Maybe there's a job home
That'll keep me this time
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
I'm killing my soul
For the life that I'm leaving behind
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
Monday morning, minus eighteen
Another west jet
‘YYG' to Calgary
@gloriazacharska2216
Monday morning, minus eighteen
Another west jet ‘YYG' to Calgary
Always knew that she'd get used to me leaving
Someday
A lot less words
Now her tears have run dry
I can tell by the way she doesn't hold me as tight
And she's thinking she's better off alone
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
I'm killing my soul
For the life that I'm leaving behind
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
I punch in idol whiskey on my breath
By the night comes
I take whatever I can get
Blowing back on money
I should've sent home
Two more days and I'm east bound
I'll be praying she'll be there when I touch down
Maybe there's a job home
That'll keep me this time
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
I'm killing my soul
For the life that I'm leaving behind
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking ‘bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
Monday morning, minus eighteen
Another west jet
‘YYG' to Calgary
@papirszarnyak
Thank you Spotify for showing this amazing song to me, I'm in love. This band is a hidden gem!
@Smiley32K
How does this not have millions of views. You guys are great 🙌🏼
@papirszarnyak
I totally agrre, this band is a hidden gem!
@martsjumpstart9933
This is great
@biggeer
Hauntingly beautiful song and a great video. Captures what many Canadians are living right now.
@devonopdendries7722
This song is so real... I used to work in Northern Alberta 4 weeks on, staying in a work camp and 1 week off. My wife and I were engaged at that time and that winter was crazy hard. Married in the summer, and then the next winter it was 4 weeks on and 2 weeks off working in Southern Manitoba. We learned a lot during that time and saved a lot of money to change careers to something more family friendly.
@joshrobertphotography
I worked at Riverwalk cafe in Nashua NH about two years before you released this album. You played 82 fires at that tiny cafe and completely captured my ears and heart. I always tell people about you guys and share your art. You are one of a kind and you were nothing but humble when I met you and signed my CD for me. Thank you for your amazing music and all these years of comfort
@spiderlili360
the east pointers need more love, their songs are amazing
@the_real_CJ
This speaks to me and I believe a lot of other people. Love that this band makes music with a meaning, not just shallow garbage.
@WmRob
I came late to this wonderful band and their unique music but I am catching up as fast as I can. RIP Koady.