Christopher Watts

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BIO

Raised on the pop and rock of the late 80s/early 90s and trained as a composer, Christopher Watts writes smart, tightly-constructed songs that explore the doubts behind a life of big tech and small minds.

Born and raised in Charleston, South Carolina, Watts has called Canton, New York home for much of his adult life. He started writing songs at age 14, came up through the classical world, and then returned to songwriting decades later with an expanded toolset but the same desire: to make music that is highly accessible but often poses big questions.

Watts is influenced by a wide range of artists across many genres, including icons like Tears for Fears, The Cure, Nine Inch Nails, and younger artists such as Lo Moon, Nilüfer Yanya, Foals, and Dirty Loops. In today’s music scene this places him somewhere in the realm of alternative rock.

Known in his local community for occasional one-man shows that are both intricate and relatable, Watts is a relative newcomer to the world of recording and releasing his music.

  • Like many people, Christopher Watts began piano lessons at age 8 – but he grew up in a house where children were not allowed to quit piano. At age 14, he formed a garage band with two friends, Ryan and Eric. Today Chris and Ryan are both professors of music at small private universities, and Eric is a rock star who has written and produced multiple gold records. But they were not a particularly good band.

    Watts majored in music theory at Furman University, where he was drawn into the world of experimental music in the classical tradition. After earning his Bachelor of Music degree, he went on to complete a Master of Music in composition at LSU and a Doctor of Musical Arts in composition at the University of Cincinnati. He has been teaching music full time for more than two decades.

    Soon after completing his education, Watts became dissatisfied with experimental music, feeling that it was too inaccessible for most audiences. Instead of building a career as an academic composer, he focused his energy on teaching while searching for a creative outlet that might be a better fit with his artistic goals.

    Many years later, he ended up in more or less the same place where he started at age 14: songwriting. For the last several years, Watts has been learning the recording and production techniques that he didn’t get in school, and helping his students do the same.

    If music-making is a chain of events – writing, performing, recording, mixing, mastering, promoting – Watts likes to say that he starts strong and gets progressively worse with each step.

    Whether that is true or not, you can hear some of the results below.


Music

CAN’T GET THERE FROM HERE (Neon Version)

“Can’t Get There From Here” was originally conceived as a sparse arrangement for voice and piano, but the “neon version” leans heavily into a melancholy 80s vibe. It’s a song about polarization and dysfunction.

Everybody knows there's no clear road to paradise from here
Opinions differ on exactly how we came to lose our way
Was the knowledge lost in years before
We can't read the roadmaps anymore
And so all we, like sheep, have gone astray
Or the lawyer, the banker and the oilman
Couldn't pass an infrastructure plan
Leaving heaven's roads and bridges to decay
Everybody knows there's no safe road to paradise from here...

 

LABOR OF LOVE

“Labor of Love” was inspired by the huge sound of Tears For Fears’s Songs From The Big Chair, and “Head Over Heels” in particular. It’s a song about the way that loving someone leaves you open to being hurt — but is worth the risk.

Love is a burden on your heart
But one that you so gladly bear
It knits you up as it takes you apart
And love can knock you to the ground
Or leave you hanging in midair
But either way you stick around...

 

FREE FALL

The opening track from the 2024 EP FALLING, “Free Fall” is a nod to all things Depeche Mode. It’s a song about using technology to hold others at arm’s length. The main character is living alone on a space station that will soon fall from orbit.

Behind my eyes it's black inside
Light years deep and inches wide
A fragile tether winds through space and time
Glass and steel for wood and leather
Not to feel the pain or pleasure
Heaven help me, nowhere left to climb...


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Contact

Email: christopherwatts.songwriter@gmail.com (for press, booking, or collaborations)

Web: christopherwatts.net