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0|0|0|||1||sotd%2C 2009.10.25|Gryphon||03:31:52|10/25/2009|Now it%27s just my luck to have the watch with nothing left to do%0D%0ABut watch the deadly waters glide as we roll north to %5Blink%3Aen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FSoo_Locks%7Cthe Sault%5D%2A%0D%0AAnd wonder when they%27ll turn again and pitch us to the rail%0D%0AAnd whirl off one more youngster in the gale%0D%0AThe kid was so damn eager%2C it was all so big and new%0D%0AWe never had to tell him twice or find him work to do%0D%0AAnd evenings on the mess deck he was always first to sing%0D%0AAnd show us pictures of the girl he%27d wed in spring%0D%0A%0D%0ABut I told that kid a hundred times%2C %22Don%27t take the %5Blink%3Aen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FGreat_Lakes%7CLakes%5D for granted%0D%0AThey go from calm to a hundred knots so fast they seem enchanted%22%0D%0ABut tonight some red-eyed %5Blink%3Aen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FWiarton%2C_Ontario%7CWiarton%5D girl lies staring at the wall%0D%0AAnd her lover%27s gone into a %5Blink%3Aen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FWhite_squall%7Cwhite squall%5D%0D%0A%0D%0ANow it%27s a thing that us oldtimers know%2C in a sultry summer calm%0D%0AThere comes a blow from nowhere and it goes off like a bomb%0D%0AAnd a %5Blink%3Aen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FLake_freighter%7Csixteen-thousand-tonner%5D can be thrown upon her beam%0D%0AWhile the gale takes all before it with a scream%0D%0AThe kid was on the hatches%2C lying staring at the sky%0D%0AFrom where I stood I swear I could see tears fall from his eye%0D%0ASo I hadn%27t the heart to tell him that he should be on a line%0D%0AEven on a night so warm and fine%0D%0A%0D%0ABut I told that kid a hundred times%2C %22Don%27t take the Lakes for granted%0D%0AThey go from calm to a hundred knots so fast they seem enchanted%22%0D%0ABut tonight some red-eyed Wiarton girl lies staring at the wall%0D%0AAnd her lover%27s gone into a white squall%0D%0A%0D%0AWhen it struck he sat up with a start%3B I roared to him%2C %22Get down%22%0D%0ABut for all that he could hear I could as well not made a sound%0D%0ASo I clung there to the stanchions and I felt my face go pale%0D%0AAs he crawled hand over hand along the rail%0D%0ANow I could feel her heeling over with the fury of the blow%0D%0AAnd I watched the rail go under then%2C so terrible and slow%0D%0AThen like some great dog she shook herself and roared upright again%0D%0AWhile overside I heard him call me name%0D%0A%0D%0ABut I told that kid a hundred times%2C %22Don%27t take the Lakes for granted%0D%0AThey go from calm to a hundred knots so fast they seem enchanted%22%0D%0ABut tonight some red-eyed Wiarton girl lies staring at the wall%0D%0AAnd her lover%27s gone into a white squall%0D%0A%0D%0ASo it%27s just my luck to have the watch with nothing else to do%0D%0ABut watch the deadly waters glide as we roll north to the Sault%0D%0AAnd wonder when they%27ll turn again and pitch us to the rail%0D%0AAnd whirl off one more youngster in the gale%0D%0A%0D%0AAnd I tell these kids a hundred times%2C %22Don%27t take the Lakes for granted%0D%0AThey go from calm to a hundred knots so fast they seem enchanted%22%0D%0ABut tonight some red-eyed Wiarton girl lies staring at the wall%0D%0AAnd her lover%27s gone into a white squall%0D%0A%0D%0A - Stan Rogers%0D%0A%22White Squall%22%0D%0A%5Bi%5DFrom Fresh Water%5B%2Fi%5D %281984%29%0D%0A%0D%0A%5Bsmall%5D%2A This couplet actually rhymes.%5Bsmall%5D
1|1|0|||||RE%3A sotd%2C 2009.10.25|zerosumgame||20:30:53|10/26/2009|High on my list of %27artists I didn%27t discover until after they were dead%27.
2|2|1|||1||RE%3A sotd%2C 2009.10.25|Gryphon||21:00:50|10/26/2009|Yeah%2C same here.  I hadn%27t heard of him - or at least didn%27t remember having heard of him - before Geoff slipped me a copy of %22The %5Bi%5DMary Ellen Carter%5B%2Fi%5D%22 a couple years ago.  Which is odd%2C since that maritime-acoustic-folk is big in this part of the world.  There are a %5Bi%5Dlot%5B%2Fi%5D of acts that are at least superficially like Stan Rogers from Atlantic Canada and the New England coast.%0D%0A%0D%0AI don%27t usually go for that sound so much - I mean%2C I like sea chanties%2C and I don%27t have anything against other forms of maritime folk%2C but it%27s not something I%27d usually go to much trouble seeking out - but Rogers%27s songs are so detailed and evocative they just draw me into the world they%27re depicting.  The chorus of %22Northwest Passage%22 is like a twenty-second lesson in the history of the exploration of the Canadian North %28%5Bi%5DTracing one warm line through a land so wide and savage...%5B%2Fi%5D%29.%0D%0A%0D%0AI mean%2C contrast what the song above conveys about the shipboard experience on the Great Lakes compared with%2C say%2C %22The Wreck of the %5Bi%5DEdmund Fitzgerald%5B%2Fi%5D%22.  Don%27t get me wrong%2C I love %22The Wreck of the %5Bi%5DEdmund Fitzgerald%5B%2Fi%5D%22%2C and it also contains one of the great evocative lines of all time %28%5Bi%5DDoes anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours%3F%5B%2Fi%5D%29%2C but apart from the line about the cook there%27s not much in it that actually engages the listener with the crew.  They%27re not characters in the story the song%27s telling%3B only the ship is.%0D%0A%0D%0AHis songs are deceptively complex%2C too%2C musically speaking.  I mean%2C %22Barrett%27s Privateers%22%2C just to take one example.  It sounds like a straightforward sea chanty%2C and there%27s nothing wrong with that anyway%2C but then you listen more closely and it hits you%2C if you%27ve had some musical training%2C that it%27s changing back and forth between 2%2F2 and 3%2F2 time.  Which is weird and wonderful.%0D%0A%0D%0AHe was that rare combination - a gifted songwriter%2C a fantastic lyricist%2C %5Bi%5Dand%5B%2Fi%5D a great performer.  And people who were there have said that he died a hero%27s death%2C not%2C I expect%2C that that%27s much consolation to him.%0D%0A%0D%0A--G.%0D%0A-%3E%3C-%0D%0ABenjamin D. Hutchins%2C Co-Founder%2C Editor-in-Chief%2C %26 Forum Admin%0D%0AEyrie Productions%2C Unlimited  http%3A%2F%2Fwww.eyrie-productions.com%2F%0D%0A%5Bi%5DCeterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam.%5B%2Fi%5D