Insomnious Volume I

by Connie Lansberg

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    Each of the songs on ‘Insomnious’ was picked for a very specific reason. These songs are designed to take the place of meditation. They work on dislodging or infusing emotion. Forgotten trauma is at the root of lack in our lives. It stops the flow of Vital Force Energy through our inner grid we call the soul. Connie Lansberg is a transformation artist and while your conscious mind is being entertained, the pure energy contained in her words as she sings is working on your internal grid. Six is the optimum amount of times you should listen. Have fun! That is the key.
    High Expectations is an original song and when buying this album, that is the song you are paying for. I only sell original music.
    Connie says, “Firstly, I wanted only songs of unrequited love or dark melodies such as Whistling Away the Dark, a collaboration between Henry Mancini and Johnny Mercer. I think it’s very Irving Berlin and I’m drawn to that sad Eastern European ethos. I especially love a sad melody with hopeful lyrics. That’s really my stock in trade both as a songwriter and singer. I tool a cinematic approach to each of these songs. I grew up on movies and I see all these stories as little films.”
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In the wee small hours of the morning While the whole wide world is fast asleep You lie awake and think about the boy And never ever think of counting sheep When your lonely heart has learned its lesson You'd be his if only he'd call In the wee small hours of the morning That's the time you miss him most of all
Something cool I'd like to order something cool It's so warm here in town and this heat gets me down Yes, I'd like something cool My, it's nice to simply sit and rest awhile You know it's a shame I can't think of your name I remember your smile I don't ordinarily drink with strangers I guess I usually drink alone But you were so awfully nice to ask me And I'm so terribly far from home Like my dress I must confess it's very old But it's simple and neat, it's just right for this heat Save my furs for the cold A cigarette, no I don't smoke them as a rule But I'll have one, it might be fun with something cool I'd bet you wouldn't imagine that I once had a house With so many rooms you couldn't count them all I'll bet that you couldn't imagine I had fifteen different boys Who would beg and beg to take me to a ball And I know you couldn't picture me The time I went to Paris in the fall And who would think the man that I loved Was quite so handsome and quite so tall Well, it's through, it's just a memory I had One I almost forgot since the weather's so hot And I'm feeling so bad about a date, oh wait, I'm such a fool He's just a guy who stopped to buy me something cool
Turn out the stars Turn out the stars Let eternal darkness hide me If I can't have you beside me Put out their fire Their endless splendor Only reminds me of your tenderness Stop the ocean's roar Don't let the rivers rune Let me hear no more The wondrous music of a skylark in the sun Let it be done Turn out the stars turn out the stars Shut off their light Stop every comet in their magic lonely flight Let there be night Turn out the stars
Often I think this sad old world is whistling in the dark. Just like a child, who, late from school Walks bravely home through the park. To keep their spirits soaring and keep the night at bay. Neither quite knowing which way they are going, They sing the shadows away. Often I think my poor old heart has given up for good. And then I see a brand new face, I glimpse some new neighborhood. So walk me back home, my darling, tell me dreams really come true. Whistling, whistling, here in the dark with you.
I make a date for golf, and you can bet your life it rains. I try to give a party, and the guy upstairs complains. I guess I'll go through life, just catching colds and missing trains. Everything happens to me. I never miss a thing. I've had the measles and the mumps. And every time I play an ace, my partner always trumps. I guess I'm just a fool, who never looks before he jumps. Everything happens to me. At first, my heart thought you could break this jinx for me. That love would turn the trick to end despair. But now I just can't fool this head that thinks for me. I've mortgaged all my castles in the air. I've telegraphed and phoned and sent an air mail special too. Your answer was goodbye and there was even postage due. I fell in love just once, and then it had to be with you. Everything happens to me.
Gone is the romance that was so divine Tis broken and cannot be mended You must go your way and I must go mine Now that our love dream has ended What'll I do when you are far away and I'm so blue What'll I do? What'll I do when I am wondering who is kissing you what'll I do What'll I do with just a photograph to tell my troubles to When I'm alone with only dreams of you that won't come true what'll I do Guitar solo When I'm alone with only dreams of you that won't come true what'll I do
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow Don't you draw the Queen of Diamonds, boy She'll beat you if she's able You know the Queen of Hearts is always your best bet Now, it seems to me some fine things Have been laid upon your table, But you only want the ones that you can't get Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home And freedom, oh freedom, well that's just some people talkin' Your prison is walking through this world all alone Don't your feet get cold in the winter time? The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine It's hard to tell the night time from the day You're losin' all your highs and lows; Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away? Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? Come down from your fences; open the gate It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you You better let somebody love you before it's too late
It seems we stood and talked like this before We looked at each other in the same way then But I can't remember where or when The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore The smile you are smiling you were smiling then But I can't remember where or when Some things that happened for the first time Seem to be happening again And so it seems that we have met before And laughed before, and loved before But who knows where or when
High Expectations Got me some high expectations
 Not a lot of natural talent
 So I stumble along
 trying hard not to lose my balance And I've run into so many walls I got me a mansion
 And I'm living here all by myself Well, that's my intention What am I doing this for What am I doing this for I've never seen anything through
 I don't even know what it takes Falling down in love with you could be my biggest mistake 
 What if you find out I'm boring What if you find out the truth And you keep on exploring
 and finally come up with the proof What am I doing this for What am I doing this for Sometimes the words fit the voice No one else could sing that song What if we're given no choice
 and that's the way you and I belong I didn't want to believe it But I turn and you're still at my side I ask, but you just won't leave
 and now I've got nowhere to hide What am I doing this for What am I doing this for Got me some high expectations
 not a lot of natural talent
 So I stumble along
 trying hard not to lose my balance I've never seen anything through
 I don't even know what it takes Falling down in love with you could be my biggest mistake 
 What am I doing this for What am I doing this for What am I doing this for I must be crazy


released April 22, 2018


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Connie Lansberg Melbourne, Australia

Connie Lansberg is a singer,
& songwriter who collaborates with brilliant jazz musicians & her unique artistry is found in the freshness and variety of her original works, her natural talent as a storyteller, and her ability to hold an audience’s rapt attention. The chemistry she ignites in her band adds another alluring spark to her performances. ... more

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