Bio

Tango Sierra

Through a journey of love, loss, pain and redemption Tango Sierra’s lead vocalist and guitarist Hollis Jeffery Brown (Middletown, Ohio/Saskatoon, SK.) has emerged as a rocker-poet. Snatching inspiration from the remains of the day, Hollis expresses his worldview through gritty rock music.

Tango Sierra’s latest disk Something Twisted continues the thought-provoking and emotional journey of their debut CD This is It. The first album was a declaration to the world that it’s never too late to pursue your dreams. Something Twisted is a declaration that those dreams never die – despite being tested to the limit.

In 2006, Tango Sierra was named one of 29 recipients of Rawlco Radio’s Project 10K20. Rawlco awarded the recipients based on past achievements and potential.

Produced by Kenny Greer of Tom Cochrane’s Red Rider, Something Twisted is a strikingly raw journey that tackles everything from bullying to suicide bombers. Fans of their debut album will not be disappointment by this bold sophomore effort.

Musical influences include Pink Floyd, Peter Gabriel, and Tom Cochrane/Red Rider. Despite the influences Tango Sierra possesses a unique blend of blues and rock-and-roll creating a sound all their own.

Their distinctive sound makes for a kick-ass live experience.

The band is a collection of musicians brought together by a common passion for making fearlessly evocative music. The band includes Paul Edmondson on lead guitar, bass guitarist Frank Kelley, and Ken Kitchen on keys. Sherry Sayers, joined in 2006 on background vocals.

Brown, the proud father of four daughters, and his bandmates make their home in the musical hub of the prairies – Saskatoon, SK.

With two stunning albums to their credit and a record deal with Bent Penny records, Tango Sierra is ready to leave their mark on the national music scene.

"Hollis Brown and Tango Sierra prove that it is never too late to pursue your dreams ... good insightful songs and great production on a shoestring by Ken (Ken Greer) ... Hollis has a big heart and that comes through in his music, how refreshing is that .... some experiences there that everyone could learn from" (..Tom Cochrane..)


"When I first heard Tango Sierra I was floored by ther lyrical depth and emotion in their music that I had to try and get them on board... Everyone at Bent Penny is very excited to have to be working with Tango Sierra and we're very glad that they are apart of the family" said Julian Dean Taylor; Co-Founder Bent Penny Records.

 

Discography

Tumbleweeds

Tumbleweeds - Tango Sierra
2001. Produced by Hollis Brown, Paul Edmonson & Ken Kitchen.

01: Tumbleweeds
02: Blame
03: Theft By Misadventure
04: Scream Real Loud
05: If
06: Great Physician
07: Wastin'
08: Ode To Cash

 

This Is It

This Is It - Tango Sierra
2004. Produced by Kenny Greer.

01: Tumbleweeds
02: Ballad of Birmingham Revisited
03: Maher Arar
04: Just A Man
05: Can't Turn Back
06: Road to Emmaus
07: Sun Don't Shine
08: Why Baby Why
09: Don't Lose It
10: God Is Love
11: Blame
12: Great Big Hole

 

Something Twisted

Something Twisted - Tango Sierra
2011. Produced by Kenny Greer.

01: Bully
02: Thomas
03: Longest Day
04: Suicide Bomber
05: Scream Real Loud
06: Funk The Punk
07: Blue Roses
08: Doris
09: Ode To Cash
10: Something Going On
11: Dream

 

Lyrics

Road to Emmaus

Well I’ve been around and seen a thing or two And what troubles me is what troubles you. We were on the road walking slowly home, Cleopas and me, with our heads hung low. A broken reed, a fallen friend... We had hoped for the best and stayed ‘till the bitter end. Are angels seen? Our future passed? Am I sleeping? Am I dying? Am I dreaming? Just tell me that. Blind, blind as bats we go. The signs right under our nose. We were thinking king and not humility. We were brought around by His suffering. A sleepless dream, a watered path... with our hearts laying in the ground we were sinking fast. But that was then, and this is now. Time has a way of healing, let there be no doubt. Blind, blind as bats we go. The signs right under our nose. Well, the time has come and it’s here to stay. You must believe to see, it’s the only way. Eternity: a timeless path... He’s the alpha and omega from the start He was built to last. Angels declare! and so do we! If I’m lying then I’m dying, but I’m not and this ain’t no dream. Blind, blind as bats we go. The signs right under our nose. Our hearts burned within, burned with every word he spoke. Our eyes were opened wide, opened with the bread he broke. I know we fell apart, know we fell apart it’s true. Our hearts burn within, Can’t you feel it burning too? Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, ne sea vocent scripta abhorreant, facilisi explicari mel ne, ut quo vide ridens. Mei ex quodsi inciderint, quo ad quas deleniti definitionem, vis no wisi graecis offendit. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, ne sea vocent scripta abhorreant, facilisi explicari mel ne, ut quo vide ridens. Mei ex quodsi inciderint, quo ad quas deleniti definitionem, vis no wisi graecis offendit.

Tumbleweeds

Feel the cold, body and soul The harvest moon has come and gone And I, like a tumbleweed, am bound to roam Most of my life, well it ain’t been my own From preschool to high school, foxholes and potholes... here am I And this prairie sky, and the bombs burst in air... and I can’t go home When the lightning struck me, all the shadows came alive And the skeletons came out of me and they danced just like flames of fire And somebody screamed, I think it was me, caught in barbed wire Why I cling to the things that are killing me I don’t know why I walk these streets of gold in a wilderness of my own design And after 40 years, oh, and a billion tears, I ask, Why am I? Neil Young plays the guitar while the Deadman slowly dies The road to the west led to his death and I wonder if it was mine The cold wind blows, and the Prairie Rose she bids me goodbye.... ( x2 )

Just A Man

I’m a man all alone, got no place to call my own See me walking down the road... all alone Been this way for far too long Been so long since I’ve been home And this road just stretches on, on and on... I’m a man down on his luck Trying hard not to give up Do my best, do my best, but it’s never enough Just a man down on his luck Don’t remember how it got this way Chances came like pouring rain Something tells me I’m to blame Miss my family, I miss my friends Missing things that might have been Coming down is the hardest thing Stood on a bridge and thought about maybe jumping off of it Man above me said, Don’t look down I’ll be there, I’ll be there when you think you’re ready to get on with it Just a man down on his luck I’ve been waiting so long Come and save me, save me I’ve been waiting so long... yea... I’m a man who’s down on his luck Trying hard not to give up Do my best, do my best, but it’s never enough Just a man down on his luck (x2) I’m a man all alone, got no place to call my own see me walking down the road... all alone..........

Great Big Hole

Where does all the money go? Flows down a great big hole into the pocket of a bureaucrat who takes his family down to Mexico Where do all the poor folk go? I think they put ’em in a great big hole buried deep in a shallow grave Doubt if we’ll see ’em ’round here again Where do all the bad ones go? There up on Wall Street procuring loans Cooking books and selling alibis We’re gonna’ hang ‘em up by their own neck ties And I don’t know why I let ‘em go I don’t know why I let ‘em go Where do all the good ones go They packed their bags and they went back home Across the ocean deep and wide I guess we'll see 'em later on the otherside If I should die before I get old I pray the Lord to take me home ‘Cause I don’t why I let ‘em go I don’t why I let ‘em go --Where do all the young ones go? They’re reinforcing the battle zone Saving face for some diplomat who takes his family down to Mexico) Where did all my lovin’ go? She packed her bags and she went back home The love I gave her nearly did her in Guess I’ll never see her ‘round here again And I don’t know why I let her go I don’t know why I let her go--

Blame

(John, chapter 9... You know who ‘you’ are) So you want to blame my Jesus... for the crime of healing me You want to make Him pay now... You want to see Him bleed I tell you I was blind... from birth I could not see But you will not read the signs... you’re like I used to be Well who am I to speak now... a beggar in your eyes Another homeless person, worthless in your eyes, in your eyes, in your eyes My Lord He came to set us free... to give us life abundantly He paid the penalty... for the likes of us He gave his life for me when I was nothing but dust... He game He gave up the high post for me... He laid it down now; Can’t you see? Jesus Christ my king, your word means everything. Oh death, where is your sting? Oh my Jesus. Oh my Lord... You heal the sick, feed the poor Oh my Jesus. Oh my Lord... You are the cure to the world You want to blame my Jesus for all of your war crimes You want to blame my saviour for all of your lies, all of your lies, all of your lies The people fell apart when they put Him on the tree, but got it back together in 24/3 And all you Pharisees with broad phylacteries, you can kill the holy prophets, but not their prophesy Ooh You steal the money, you store the bread You seek a life already dead He gave you everything you ever wanted so the people on the street would know the Father He gave us the living water... You only gave us burdens... heavy,,, so heavy,,, Heavy

Why Baby Why?

You know they’re here, they’ve got the Golden Rule Gotta’ be something we can do... singin’ songs and carryin’ signs To liberate, or to hesitate? These things we must contemplate A measure of wheat for a bottle of wine Why baby why? the blue skies cry raining down like a mother’s tears Signs in the sky, they do not lie We’ve been down this road before I saw the Man, I saw the Dragon, I saw the Sun-clad woman Rachael weeping for her children I saw the child, the child was begging, I heard the mother pleading Love lies bleeding in the sand Why baby why? the blue skies cry Raining down like a mother’s tears Signs in the sky, the blind lead the blind Going down this road again We got a big fight/another long night/we always lose sight/we never sit tight/ We need a bright light/we gotta’ do what it takes for each other, love one another We got a big lie/another white lie/we always standby/we heave a big sigh/ We need a bright light/we gotta’ do what it takes for each other, love one another Why baby why? Signs in the sky! Please tell me why we can’t love one another, love one another? Why baby why? Signs in the sky Please tell me why we can’t love one another, love one another? We can’t love one another, love one another Time!!! for us to love another, love one another

God Is Love

Thinking back to the plans I made most of them turned out differently All I know, and all I have is the hope that our love will last God is love. God is love. God is love Coming ‘round to this point of view The love we share is what gets us through Seek for peace and pursue what is good and what is true God is love. God is love. God is love I look around and what do I see? A lot of people just like me They’re getting by the best they can You know they’re products of their own environment They get the blues. They pay their dues. Some folks want to know where it is the end of the rainbow Take stock of what you are doing, in Heaven they’re paving the road with what was your ruin They got the day O. Just like Gepetto You know he loved Pinocchio He wouldn’t sell him for gold You got the birds of heaven around your head You got the grass a growin’ for your bed You got to be yourself, be your style You got to do one thing.. What did He say? He said, Love. God is love. God is love.

Don't Lose It

You wake up in the morning, put on your shoes. Grab a cup and some highway, to make a buck or two. You got to use it, your life. Don’t lose it, alright? Now don’t forget the manual, put some praise in your song. There’s no better road now than the one you’re on. You got to use it, your life. Don’t lose it. Alright? Now it’s coming up midday, give your head a shake. Cuban lunch and a laugh yow, it’s good to have a break. Ah but don’t you lose it... your life. Don’t lose it... alright? You got to use it, use it, use it right. You gotta lose it, lose it, to get it right. Don’t lose it. You workin’ hard for your payday... take it to the bank. But don’t forget your neighbour for goodness sake. You got to use it.. your life. Don’t lose it... alright? Alright? Alright?

Sun Don't Shine

See the sights up ahead, my whole world is turning red I turned it on and off again, I can't get the image out of my head I said, My, my, sun don't shine, everybody's gonna lose their minds They're gonna lose their minds Cheap shots made us cry, they took the blue right out of our sky We'll get it back, just wait and see, we're gonna dot our I's and cross our T's I said, My, my, sun don't shine, everybody's gonna lose their minds They're gonna lose their minds They're blaming you, they're blaming me. They put their fingers on everything free They got nothing to lose, nothing to gain, I'm telling you son it's a doggone shame I said, My, my, sun don't shine, everybody's gonna lose their minds They're gonna lose their minds Cheap shots made us cry,they took the blue right out of our sky We'll get it back, just wait and see, we're gonna dot our I's and cross our T's I said, My, my, sun don't shine, everybody's gonna lose their minds They're gonna lose their minds

Maher Arar

Born in the country, born out of strife Born in the place where you nearly lost your life Were you there in the morning, New York City, J.F.K., when they pulled you aside, and they wanted you to pay? Did you get to make your phone call? Did you get to call your wife? Did they give you a reason? Did they ever tell you why? What was it like to be there deep in the night? and were you scared? Can you describe? and do you dare? Torn from the country, torn from your wife Torn from the place where you came to make a life Were you there in the morning laying in your dirty grave? Did they hang a lickin’ on you to see what you would say? Did they give you a warning? Did they ever tell you why? Did they beat you with a cable? Make you tell a lie? What was it like to be there deep in the night? and were you scared? What do you say? and do you dare? I’m amazed that you survived it can’t believe it’s true I’m amazed that they could do that I’m afraid it’s true Who will be next? Who will it be? Will it be you, or will it be me? Who will be next? Who will it be? How many others are suffering?

Ballad of Birmingham (Revsited)

(A POEM BY DUDLEY RANDALL, 1914-2000) On the bombing of the Sixteenth Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, Alabama September 15, 1963. Died that day were 11-year-old Denise McNair and 14-year-olds Addie Mae Collins, Carole Robertson and Cynthia Wesley. God bless their souls.
Mother dear, may I go downtown instead of out to play, And march the streets of Birmingham in a Freedom March today? No, baby, no, you may not go, for the dogs are fierce and wild, and clubs and hoses, guns and jails aren’t good for a little child. But, mother dear, I won’t be alone, other children will go with me, and march the streets of Birmingham to make our country free. No, baby, no, you may not go, for I fear those guns will fire. But you may go to church instead and sing in the children’s choir. She has combed and brushed her night-dark hair, and bathed rose petal sweet, and drawn white gloves on her small brown hands, and white shoes on her feet. The mother smiled to know her child was in that sacred place, But that smile was the last smile to come upon her face. For when she heard the explosion, her eyes grew wet and wild. she raced through the streets of Birmingham calling for her child. She clawed through bits of glass and brick, then lifted out a shoe. O, here’s the shoe my baby wore, but, baby, where are you?

Can't Turn Back

Said you always be my friend, said you’d love me to the end But at first I could not receive you, time has passed now I know that I can believe you I don’t know why, don’t know why you’d ever do it for me Jake (Jackie) you know I still get lonely I guess sometimes I just forget that when I’m down you pick me up and get me going Sad and blue, it’s your love that helps me get through it I don’t know why, don’t know why you’d ever do it for me I can’t turn back to the life I had Before we met, I was so sad I know it’s sometimes hard, dark clouds descend on me Like waves of fear of doubt, my past comes to haunt me (repeat) I can’t turn back to the life I had Before we met nothing meant much to me I can’t turn back, my life was empty Before we met, nothing meant much to me I can’t turn back, I was so sad

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Sendai by Tango Sierra

Words and music by: Hollis Brown (vocals, bass and guitar), Paul Edmondson (lead guitar), and Ken Kitchen (Keyboards).
Produced and mixed by Ken Kitchen/Hollis Brown.
Video stream produced by Hollis Brown.

 

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