Victoria Canal is an Atlanta-based talented 17-year-old singer/songwriter and multi-instrumentalist known for intimacy and poignancy in her performances, packing intelligent lyrics and a soulful delivery into her powerful message. She has been passionate about music since her grandmother, a piano teacher and organist, first introduced her to the piano at an early age. Victoria discovered her passion for songwriting at the age of eleven, penning compositions and lyrics with a sophistication far beyond her years.
That passion led her to seek out any opportunity she could to perform, and she has had the privilege to since then receive two full scholarships for the Berklee School of Music Five-Week performance programs in 2013 and 2014 and to be chosen as one of 6 singer-songwriters to become a Young Arts National Finalist in 2015. Victoria has also performed in such iconic venues as the Apollo Theater in New York City, the Troxy in London, the Berklee Performance Center in Boston, Cafe 939 in Boston, and more. In 2014, she was the winner of the Eddie’s Attic Bi-Annual Singer/Songwriter Shootout in Atlanta. In 2015, she raised thousands of dollars worth of meals through SERVinternational with her popularly recognized Open Mic Tour through the east coast.
Victoria Canal: Unclear
Currently, Victoria is finishing up recording an EP in Atlanta, of which two singles have already been quietly released to the public – Little Girl, a gut-wrenching anthem addressing human trafficking, and Unclear, a pop track with hit potential for its playfulness and relevance to teen life. Along with touring, writing, and finishing up her senior year of online high-school, Victoria is working passionately everyday towards making her dream of having a life-long music career a reality.
Victoria Canal: Unclear Lyrics:
I wish the stars could save me
From this pressure we call life.
I wish someone would go ahead and just tell me
All my dreams turn out alright.
This long, unending journey
Is not what terrifies me the most.
It’s the flag that waves at the end of the race..
Is it gonna be everything I’d ever hoped?
Oh, why is nothing ever clear?
There’s no simple answer here.
So I just sigh, and fall onto my bed,
Forgetting I exist, ’cause it’s easier.
These pieces form inside me,
A puzzle I can take apart.
But at the end of the day is there anyone who’ll say,
“Yes, I do, I want to listen to your heart.”
Oh, why is nothing ever clear?
There’s no simple answer here.
So I just sigh, and fall onto my bed,
Forgetting I exist, ’cause it’s easier.
Do I wanna, do I wanna, do I wanna go down this road?
Am I willing, am I willing, am I willing to sell my soul?
Do I wanna, do I wanna, do I wanna go down this road?
Am I willing, am I willing, am I willing to sell my soul?
Oh, why is nothing ever clear?
I sigh, there’s no simple answer here.
Oh, why is nothing ever clear?
I sigh, there’s no simple answer here.
Do I wanna, do I wanna, do I wanna go down this road?
Do I wanna, do I wanna, do I wanna go down this road?
Do I wanna, do I wanna, do I wanna go down this road?
Do I wanna, do I wanna, do I wanna go down this…
