Jesse LeBourdais - Go to Sleep (live acoustic performance) video free download

I had a chance to film singer/songwriter Jesse LeBourdais at the Central Cariboo Arts and Culture Society before he played a house party here in Williams Lake, BC.

Coming out of the Vancouver Punk Rock scene as lead singer/guitar player for the melodic/hardcore band Cambridge, Jesse is no stranger to letting his opinions and his voice be heard. Mixing melody, social politics, gravitas and honesty into a raw expression, his solo acoustic performance is no different. Combining traditional Folk and Bluegrass styles with Punk Rock ethics and passion, the result is a sound all to his own, but you can sing along. As loud as you can.

Lyrics:

I'm getting used to the feelings of defeat, and I'm not disappointed anymore. It's not a shock to me there are no lines left to cross, sooner or later everyone will let you down. I go to sleep to the sounds of the engines firing up, and I wake to the sounds of the death of my country. In some ways, I am happy for the loss because I never asked to be born inside of an invisible line on a map but I know that I will miss this when it's gone. Our lives are based in no small part on American news. We watch respects of old get replaced by contracts of new for some big box store construction out of town making every city look the same and we all want what we don't need. I go to sleep to the sounds of the engines firing up, and I wake to the sounds of the death of my country. In some ways, I am happy for the loss because I never asked to be born inside of an invisible line on a map but there are things that I will miss when they're gone. So when you base your life on what is on TV tonight, relationships dissolve, and out friendships disappear. I don't know how this all happened; changing channels to our death, counting seconds till the screen goes blank and our love drifts away. I know that no one remembers fucking up, it just happens. It's easier to justify that way. I go to sleep to the sounds of the engines firing up, and I wake to the sounds of the death of my country. In some ways, I am happy for the loss because I never asked to be born inside of an invisible line on a map but I know that I will miss this when it's gone.