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I'm Dreaming of Another Time

by Peter Slocombe

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1.
Fly away with me, Fly away with me tonight my love, The stars are burning brighter now, Together we can find our way, My moonlit lady. Fly away with me to a place that’s lost in time, Spread your wings and fly away with me, We’ll dream our dreams together, And find our way as one, My moonlit lady. So fly away with me and promise to be mine, Together we’ll find our way. Fly away with me, Fly away, My moonlit lady.
2.
Elizabeth 03:39
On the bank of the river where I lay yesterday, I watched the sunset against the hills begin to fade, And in my dying words I spoke of you, Elizabeth. I told of our baby Lily born last spring, And how she looks when the morning light strikes her crib, I said through Lily’s smile you’d remember me, and brush away your tears Sweet young lady, come dance with me, The sunset against the hills is where I’ll be, And in my arms, I’ll brush away your tears, and tell you I’m still here Elizabeth. So take me to our childhood where we bathed in the stream, I’ve longed for the end of earth where the cliffs meet the sea, Lay me beneath the stars on a crisp winters eve, Elizabeth. Sweet young lady, come dance with me, The sunset against the hills is where I’ll be, And in my arms, I’ll brush away your tears, and tell you I’m still here Elizabeth.
3.
Eastern Wind 02:48
I don’t know what it is today, But something’s got me thinking back again, Maybe it’s the morning song the eastern wind is singing. It wasn’t up to me, Not then, But that was a long time ago Oh Eastern wind - carry me home, Oh Eastern wind - carry me home again. I miss the rain, I miss the hills of green, The rivers flowing and the smell of springtime So I’m packing my bags, Goin on home again, Following the morning song the eastern wind is singing Oh eastern wind – carry me home, Oh eastern wind- carry me home again.
4.
Today I heard your name, and all the pain returned. Do I still love you? Did I ever really love you? Why don’t I know? Life seemed so simple then, Nothing in our way, Love was so easy, so sure, I know I’d win your heart again, but would I walk away again? I’ve been told I’m crazy, maybe I really am? I imagine us together, and I still dream about you, Do I still love you? Did I ever really love you? Why don’t I know? Today I heard your name, and all the pain returned. I know I’d win your heart again, but would I walk away again? I know I’d win your heart again, but would I walk away again?
5.
A lifetimes, dark thoughts and feelings blue, But this year a new life is born or an old can be renewed. A landscape’s been forced open by the cold. As the seasons change, The winter ends and fighting through last years remain, Behold the spring Now when I look through my window, A Forest of emerald green meets the night And with every passing moment Their color blends When the sun breaks the dark, A beauty comes though the blue. A heart yearns for a love which once was But this year a new rose will grow and come to bloom. A tree branch, sways softly in the wind, As the seasons change, The summer ends and the seeds of life fall down Gently to the ground. Now when I look through my window, The hills of golden brown meet the day And with every passing moment Their color blends, When the night approaches The Beauty stays within.
6.
I’m sitting on the edge of life – and it seems so long It seems so long since I was young, yet it feels like yesterday I’m Dreaming of another time I’m Dreaming of another time Long walks down country lanes The first breathe of spring Memories like shadows lost Fading fast, as the sunset wanes Now dusk approaches cold and stark But I’m lost in our last in our last embrace And every star seems to trace A way from here to there Echoes of what could have been Haunt my waking hours now, I’m Dreaming of another time Sunny days without you feel like clouds and rain now Even Spring is cold when you’re alone and old And the fire don’t light right anymore I’m dreaming of another time I’m dreaming of another time

about

The most difficult part of music making for me is lyric writing. As I try and describe my music in words I’m reminded again of how hard writing words really is. I hated English class in high school and failed miserably at it. I was always told that it was my poorest subject, that I was a “math and science” guy. These previous boundaries have blocked my creativity. I have had to make a valiant effort to drive myself beyond them, not accept them; I am now finding a way to create something I have always wanted through them. I am truly happy for what has evolved from these songs.

I have felt the so-called difficulties of a struggling artist. As a saxophone player I could not have picked a tougher instrument to try and break in on as a professional performer. Levels and standards of playing are incredibly high, the instrument itself is really more like the “icing on a musical cake,” and when bands are put together it becomes an extra entity that most people won’t spend money on, coupled with the growing use of DJ’s, Midi Music, stereotypes towards the instrument, the need to double on every other woodwind to get paying work, and girls in short skirts (had to go there), it has been extremely difficult to survive. I wish I could say that I took it all in the face and came out strong and successful but that would be a lie.

I found myself moving home to my father’s house in 2009, riddled with debt and struggling to stay mentally and physically healthy. Life had provided a gauntlet of emotional highs and lows. From death of loved ones to falling in lust masquerading as love, drinking myself into a coma, and finding sobriety.

All I can say at this point in my life is music still means everything to me. A way to get rid of all those disappointments, a place to lay down my repressed emotions, and find joy in life again. Picking up guitar, transcribing songs, playing along to my favorite albums, singing, strumming, jamming, whatever you want to call it has completely revitalized my life. I no longer dwell on my past, or the high demands and expectations of the music industry, I still suffer from the need to be successful, but I know I have everything I need within my songwriting to really succeed. If I fail financially or professionally and find myself at the end of a long hard workday away from music, I will always have something to write a song about, somewhere to go that will not destroy me.

So here is my first 6 song EP recorded live with overdubbing at Goerge Quirin’s home studio in Santa Barbara. Taking elements from folk music, country, R&B, and Jazz, I have tried to find my own original voice through these songs. I hope to continue along my newfound path and meet you along the way, to reach out to you emotionally, to share some part of my life and myself.

Much love and thanks,
Peter Slocombe

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released March 7, 2013

Peter Slocombe- Acoustic Guitar, Vocals
George Quirin- Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar

I'm Dreaming of Another Time recorded live with overdubbing: July- September 2012
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by George Quirin
Produced by Peter Slocombe and George Quirin

I would also like to thank: Paul Novros for his amazing support and help during this writing period. George Quirin for believing in me and providing me a place and time to document my ideas. Schuyler Robertson for his artwork, Courtney Earlywine for my promo video. My father Paul Slocombe and brother Andrew Slocombe. Chris Fossek, Carol Hackett, Briana Daley, The Novros family, the rest of my family

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Peter Slocombe Los Angeles, California

Peter Slocombe is a British/American songwriter and saxophone player who writes folk rock with a Jazz influence.

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