• The Waiting (2010)

    Singer-songwriter Royal Wood has spent years perfecting his craft of balladry and pop music. His new album, The Waiting, appropriately begins with a song entitled “You Can’t Go Back.” And why would he, when with each new release Royal Wood delivers another collection of heartrending and honest tales of love, loss and life more impressive than the last. It now seems more than ever that Wood has found his voice. “This record is about the duality of life and how at times, I seemingly waited for the mirrored experience to return,” says Wood. “I went through so many severe shifts personally and all of that turbulence led to serious thought and reflection. That is why these songs were born and why they are my most personal and introspective to date.”

    Royal Wood’s voice, songwriting and musical prowess caught the ear of Pierre Marchand and led to Wood’s decision to let others into his creative universe. On previous albums (A Good Enough Day, Tall Tales, and The Milkweed EP), Wood self-produced, arranged and played the vast majority of the instruments. Pierre Marchand, a heavy hitter best known for his work with Sarah McLachlan, produced three of The Waiting’s tracks. “I wanted someone who was going to push me artistically, get me out of my comfort zone and who I could inevitably learn something from,” says Wood. “That was Pierre.”

    The first single “On Top Of Your Love” demonstrates a primal theme. It’s a driving piano track that has a very obvious message. “That song is simply about lust,” says Wood. “About being separated from someone you just can’t have.” Wood is more delicate and sweet in his delivery on “The Island” and “A Discovery.”

    “I had to make a conscious decision to include my first attempt at true ‘love’ songs. I’ve always written about having lost, or being about to lose, or wanting to lose love… I’ve always had one foot out the door,” says the no-longer-reluctant romantic. “I’m very intimate and honest in what I create. But there’s something great about I-want-to-hold-your-hand songs when someone else writes them and I realized I finally had the inspiration to make my own.”

    This doesn’t mean Wood isn’t beyond examining his past, though. The rock-fueled “Do You Recall” investigates the ended relationships of years gone by. “Do You Recall was an amalgamation of breakups — when you’re looking back and you don’t really know what it was that lead to their demise,” says Wood.

    Love won and lost is not the only topic of discussion for Wood. “Tonight I Will Be Your Guide” is a lifeline to a loved one recalling a Tom Waits-style of Salvation Army brass and jazz trio. “Birds On Sunday” asks the almost pleading spiritual question “why won’t those birds begin to sing?” that features some of the many string and horn arrangements Wood composed for this record.

    Rounding out the album is a long overdue fan favourite entitled “Lady In White,” which includes a group vocal section inspired by Wood’s ability to get his audience to sing along each night to draw the show to a close.

    Royal Wood’s career trajectory is building fan by fan through word of mouth, critical acclaim and impressive musical achievements. He was named iTunes’ Songwriter of the Year, supported national tours with Serena Ryder and Sarah Slean and landed song placements in TV shows like Grey’s Anatomy. With the release of The Waiting, his most inspired record to date, an upcoming national theatre tour with David Gray and more in the works, now more than ever Royal Wood is an artist on the rise.


    All songs written by Royal Wood
    Published by Songs of MapleMusic Publishing

    Tracks 1,2 and 6 were produced, recorded and mixed by Pierre Marchand
    Tracks 3,4,5,7-11 were produced by Dean Drouillard and Royal Wood
    Tracks 3,4,5,9 and 10 were mixed by Pascal Shefteshy
    Tracks 7,8 and 11 were mixed by Dean Drouillard
    Recorded and engineered by Pascal Sheftshy at Studio PM
    Additional recording by Jeff Elliot at BoomBox Sound Studios, Jeremy Darby at Canterbury Sound and Dean Drouillard at Dragon’s Den Studio
    Mastered by Fedge

    Strings arranged by Royal Wood
    Horns on “Birds on Sunday” were arranged by Royal Wood
    Horns on “Tonight I Will Be Your Guide” were arranged by Bryden Baird
    “A Discovery” and “Paradise” were arranged by Royal Wood, Dean Drouillard and Adam Warner

    Royal Wood – vocals, piano, tack piano, acoustic guitar, nylon string guitar, keyboards, rhodes, wurlitzer, synths, marxophone, handclaps
    Dean Drouillard – electric guitar, acoustic guitar, nylon string guitar, marxophone, synths, handclaps
    Adam Warner – drums, percussion, handclaps
    Steve Zsirai – upright bass, electric bass, handclaps
    Karen Graves – 1st violin
    Kathryn Sugden – 2nd violin
    Johann Lotter – viola
    Kevin Fox – cello
    Catherine Le Saunier – cello on “You Can’t Go Back”
    David French – tenor saxophone, bass clarinet, flute
    Bryden Baird – trumpet, french horn, flugel horn
    William Carn – trombone

    Group vocals on “Lady in White” were performed by Sue Passmore, Courtney Farquhar, Miranda Mulholland, Peter Katz, Dean Drouillard, Ron Leary, Andrew Masse and Steve Zsirai


    If you go I will fall
    Into the deep
    In you, well I have discovered
    Everything I need to live
    Forget the smoke and mirrors
    You can’t go back
    If you leave I will drown
    Take your key
    Burn this town
    There’s no way now
    In you, well I have uncovered
    Everything I need to be
    No conjuring the past
    You can’t go back
    You were the island in the waves

    My life will never be the same In you, well I’ve found a lover
    Every bit I need to breathe
    No hocus pocus here
    You can’t go back

    I can’t recall just what was said
    I won’t bring back the words that led to
    The breaking down and trails of dead
    I cannot recall

    I think I had a sweater on
    Maybe just a blanket to keep me
    Warm when all the blood was gone
    I cannot recall

    Well I see no reason here I’m sleeping light
    And I see no reason alone at night
    Well I find no answers here my bed is cold
    Well I find no answers here
    Do you…?

    I can’t recall what broke the thread
    I won’t bring back the pull that led to
    The tearing down of all ahead
    I cannot recall

    Well I see no reason here the fear resides
    And I see no reason here across the line
    Well I find no answers here a tale untold
    Well I find no answers here
    Do you?

    Well do you recall?
    What made us fall?
    Was there noise at all?
    Oh do you recall?

    I know you carry him
    That blanket still remembered
    A kiss upon your skin
    Of which you did surrender
    An embrace upon a page
    A man remains defended
    So where do I begin
    To overtake the ending

    All my bones they are for you
    All waiting

    Feeling worse the wine
    A drunken made confession
    Now empty of your sins
    I’m left to take possession

    All my dreams they are for you
    All waiting

    All my starry eyes for you
    All waiting

    Will you look away?
    Long enough to notice the way
    I’m standing at your gate waiting

    You scare me half to death
    But you bring on my best
    The worst I haven’t seen
    But give it all to me

    I wanna get on top of your love…

    When you’re lying on your back
    And our weapons they attack
    This crown of love is cruel
    And I may be the fool

    I feel it in my bones

    Oh the fatigue of lust
    When dizzying and hushed
    In matters of the flesh
    Incapable of rest

    Ecstasy’s on the altar
    That I will find there in between you
    And in the moment after
    I know I’ll hold you near me

    Well I went walking in the woods Sunday
    Dragged my feet through the undergrowth
    Stumbling upon a bird instead
    Singing songs sweet of hope and…

    So I went back there the very next day
    Found no trace of the sweet song
    Dragged my feet just the very same way
    But no melody rang home
    No birds to sing
    No bird

    Waiting there to blessed my roam
    No melody
    No melody to save
    Ringing out with sacred tones
    No melody
    No melody to sing

    No bird to sing
    Why won’t those birds begin?
    To sing…

    Well I went walking in the woods Sunday

    I spent my life so patient
    Waiting for the descent
    The gift to bring me water
    The drought that ends thereafter

    I tread my foot most lightly
    Past the day left nightly
    And striving to be honest
    But hopeless without ballast

    For the light did sweep across the sea
    You were the keeper of the key
    And the holder of my destiny
    A thousand poems for the sight I’ve seen
    I’ve found myself the island

    A tree will bend and offer
    The branch to give the altar
    My promise will not falter
    To you my dearest lover

    And now we lay
    Down the day
    In this we’re safe
    We know the way
    Where we’re going

    Hope, hope
    Filling a bucket full
    Lines, lines
    Between them I see the signs
    Of stars, of stars
    Heaven knows I’m alarmed
    By what’s been armed by us

    Luck, luck
    We’re praying it’s in the cup
    Delight, delight
    Thinking we have arrived
    The sounds, the sounds
    Heaven knows what’s around
    And what’s been bound in us

    We’re lovely
    We’re lovely
    There’s nothing above it
    We’re lovely
    So lovely
    Our beauty’s a discovery
    And it’s time

    Life, life
    Regardless of all the strife
    It led, it led
    Me down this here road to get
    To you, to you
    I’ve everything here to lose
    So I’ve hired the moon for us

    You’ve been burning your bridge
    Peering over your ledge
    Letting darkness come in with applause
    And the sorrows you keep
    Are the waters run deep
    But tonight I will be your guide

    Oh the judgment you hold
    In the pages you fold
    Are held tightly and clenched in a fist
    You’re your own verdict led
    And it’s off with your head

    But tonight I will be your guide
    Oh sad eyes
    Oh sad eyes

    My dove
    You came to the window as a spark
    And left as a raven after dark
    Was I the tourist in your heart?

    Now love
    I tried to be native in your land
    But you dismissed me careless hand

    For I’ve held paradise
    But lost sight of it now

    And time
    Don’t be a stranger with a drop
    Fill in the spaces
    Set up shop
    I need a fix
    Fast forward clocks

    All I want is to hold you to me now
    All I want is forever to allow

    Oh goodbye my lady in blue
    What is now this man to do?
    Well I know you’ll need this tonight
    So I’ll think of you lady in white

    For blue is the color of tears
    An ocean of you wrapped in years
    I know you’ll get through tonight
    If I think of you lady in white

    Well oh sorry drummer player on
    Remember my lady in song
    I know I’ll prove this tonight
    If I think of my lady in white

    Yes goodbye my lady in blue
    What is now this man to do?
    I know I love you tonight
    So I’ll think of you lady in white…
    My beautiful lady in white

    Oh goodbye our ladies in blue
    What is now this world to do?
    Well I know we’ll need this tonight
    Could we think of our ladies in white?
    For blue is the color of our tears
    It’s an ocean of us wrapped in years
    I know we’ll get through tonight
    If we sing for our ladies in white…
    Could we sing for our ladies in white?

    What is this we find ourselves alone again?
    Just you and I a force against the gears
    If nothing’s left to burn we must burn ourselves
    When nothing’s left to burn

    How is this we find ourselves as two again?
    Yes you and I a rage against the mirror
    If nothing’s left to say we must speak ourselves
    When nothing’s left to say

    How my love this moment here is ripe for us
    Yes you and I so brave against the years
    If nothing’s left to live we must find a way
    When nothing’s left to live

    With all my heart…

    Yes how my love this moment here is ripe for us
    Yes you and I so brave against the years
    If nothing’s left to live we must find a way
    There’s reason yet to live
    There’s something left to give
    We must find a way
    There is so much to give