Tracks 1 – 3, and 10 recorded at Milestone Studios, Cape Town. Engineer: Murray Anderson. Emily Bruce (vocals), Andrew Lilley (piano), Charles Lazar (bass), Kevin Gibson (drums). Vocal arrangements by Marc Roffey and Emily Bruce. Tracks 4 – 7 recorded at Milestone Studios, Cape Town. Engineer: Murray Anderson. Nick Williams (piano). Piano arrangements by Nick Williams. Tracks 7 – 9 recorded at The Nuthouse. Engineer: Andrew Ford. Mike Rossi (tenor and altello saxophones), Andrew Ford (piano), Gary Deacon (guitar), Wesley Rustin (bass), Kevin Gibson (drums). Album mixed and mastered at Milestone Studios by Murray Anderson, February 2016. Assistant engineer: Jethro Harris. Album artwork by Marissa van Minnen. Music and lyrics composed by Marc Roffey. Copyright © Marc Roffey 2016. www.soundcloud.com/marcroffey www. marcroffey.com email: music@marcroffey.co.za Thank you to: Brenda Berger, for musical tuition, guidance and support; to Andrew Ford, who started me on this recording journey; and to Merton Barrow, for jazz tuition in the early 1990s. I am humbled and privileged to have had the opportunity to collaborate with all of the superb musicians who have contributed to this album, and who have made this dream a reality. LYRICS: SNOOZE BUTTON BLUES How I enjoy all my dreams in the night Luminous landscapes that float in emerald light. Then ringing chimes tell me it’s morning time Got to rise and shine And now I’ve got those snooze button blues. How I enjoy all my dreams in the day They make me look like I’m a million miles away. And then your voice comes calling Out to me on a summer breeze And now I've lost those snooze button blues. It’s such a beautiful sound And it’s bringing me all the way down But this time I don’t mind Because it’s you. Where do I go That I feel so alive, what I feel is so true? And how do I know That I’m not dreaming My reality too? How do I know? It’s such a beautiful thing When in my dreams I sing Now I sing this song For you. How can I be sure That night-time worlds can’t really be? And how do I know That I’m not dreaming this reality too? How can I know? Either way I don’t mind As long as I can live these dreams with you. MARY SO KIND Mary so kind Let it be said that you were forever There standing by my side Though faith had died. Mary so true Unseen you were always there Whenever I was feeling so blue So far from you. Whispers in the wind, a forest sways Melodies that sing, on ocean waves. If I lose myself to the world I know that would be so absurd. I know I sometimes seem careless And seem to lose my awareness. So let me remember this – Someone would be missed. Mary so pure You always are the keeper of that treasure Deep within our hearts Sometimes so dark. If I lose myself in a swirl Of the hustle and the bustle of the world Something would surely be missed And so let me think then of this - Mountains and stars they remind me Those weary ways are behind me. Mary so kind There is not a time when you are never There by my side Faith is alive. BARROW BOSSA The title of this song, which is about a shipping town, Barrow-in-Furness on the North-West coast of England (and which is referred to locally as ‘Barrow’), is a play on words. The piece was written when I was living there in 2007, and the writing was influenced by the 60's ‘bossa-nova’ sound, introduced to me back in the 90's by Merton Barrow. Merton is a true doyen of jazz education in Cape Town, and founded the Jazz Workshop many years ago. He was my first jazz teacher and, upon hearing the instrumental version of the piece when we met again in 2014, recommended that I write lyrics for it. The song is dedicated to Merton, and to the good town-folk of Barrow. There is a place on the coast I used to know There is a place that I can call a second home Far from the siren sounds of this big city that never sleeps Far from a love affair that made my heart silently weep. There where a lighthouse stands and the harbour-master can say ‘You’ve nothing to fear Your passage is clear’. Where sailing ships are made as they were centuries ago Where currents of change have not swept away things for so long known. There was a place in your heart I once knew. But like an anchor pulling free You then withdrew. Now all we have are fading memories And so I thought that I would Put it all down in a sweet melody So I will share with you my Barrow reverie … There is a place on the coast that I still know. This is a place that I can call a second home. Do not be mistaken You are not forsaken When I hear this Barrow Bossa I know that my heart will love again. 21st CENTURY BLUES Walking down the avenue Holding hands, just me and you In the sunshine And isn’t it a beautiful day? But what when the forests stop growing tall? When there’s no sweet rain left to fall? When there’s no more game to roam the savannah plain? Dear child, I got those twenty-first century blues I’ve got the blues, these twenty-first century blues. It’s getting warmer every year The summer heat is already here In a hundred years there won’t be any winter or fall. There’ll no stories by the fireside No winter frost at sunrise And one of these days we won’t need any clothes at all. Dear child, I got those twenty-first century blues I’ve got the blues, those twenty-first century blues. We often wonder, how many years will it take Before we change our ways? Little one, will I one day tell you ‘Those were the good old days’? We often wonder, how many years it will take Before we change our ways? Little one will I one day tell you ‘Those were the good old days’? Now too many people, not enough food Too many things to make a woman feel blue And not enough things that are as they should be. Things may be in short supply But my love for you baby won’t ever die And I want you to do One little thing for me please. Won’t you see me through these once-upon-a-time blues Just see me through, these twenty-first century blues.