Brian Edward Bailey has the creative potency of ten men. Why, just last February he wrote fourteen songs. What kind of person does that? The same kind of man who carries around a ceramic donkey on his travels, that’s who. Brian Edward Bailey plays so many different instruments it is ridiculous to even try and count them. He consumes musical ideas like one of those vampires, everyone likes so much consumes blood. He is a songpire, or a vampsonger or maybe an instrument-sucker.

Let me tell you about this guy, and you will listen because this is a tale! This is the kind of stuff that children draw drawings about. Brian started writing songs when he was in high school. He could (and would) have started earlier if only he would have listened to his dear mother and taken piano lessons when she kindly offered them to him. This is the folly of youth, the adolescent angst which makes us rebel for rebellion's sake. I digress, Brian first played a guitar on a school bus and no one cared. These things take time. Eventually, someone cared. Brian has played happy hour gigs in the state of New York at the very same venue where later in the same evening Toots and the Maytalls played in a different room. Some of the members of that band (not Toots, but perhaps the steel drum player) walked in to the bar during Brian's sound check and nodded their heads in an approving way. Brian has drunk whiskey and discussed songwriting with Matthew Ryan and Chris Brady, both of whom are musicians and songwriters he respects and admires. Brian is not a name dropper. He has been extremely lucky to have the opportunity to learn the art of the banjo from one of his musical heroes.

Brian Edward Bailey has the kind of charisma that will disarm you. Sit down and have a conversation with this man I would be confident in saying that, if you do not, at some point, feel warm or amused, you are a COLD FISH! Or he might be in a weird mood. He does that.

This man bakes bread to make his house smell good and then feeds that bread to hungry people and birds.

BEB, as some folk call him - I am sure because they grow weary of saying or typing his full name so often - has released two albums that are currently available and four more cassette tape only releases which are now irrelevent and out of print.

Do not assume that Brian is just a solo artist, no, NO! He has been in bands. May I mention a few? Paesha's Basement, When Planes Get Down, The Brandon Carmondy Band, Halcion, Seraphim, The Red Dakota Revival Show, Disseminated, Buffalo Nickel, ever heard of them? They have been around. He has also produced and recorded many albums, some by people named Andy and one by people named Tyson.

Let's get down to brass tacks here. Brian is entertaining. His songwriting pallet ranges from quiet piano diddies to full-on-feedback-raw-rock-n-roll-noisy stuff, through banjo romps, and emotional folksy acoustic guitar based roots in between. His voice is distinct with flourishes of Isaac Brock, Hank Williams, Jeff Magnum, Jeff Tweedy, Cab Calloway and Josh Ritter colouring the edges.

Brian is currently recording an album of songs for kids and writing new songs with his life-long musical pal, Tyson Berry as Father's Pocketwatch.