Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Miles and Years

I recently turned 18 years old. Yes, that joyous time when in Winnipeg I am finally 'legal'. I have a weekend of parties coming up that I am looking forward to! I also went through a memory box that I keep under my bed. Reading past memories that I have jotted down and looking over cards, reading old poems of mine and all that jazz. I may give y'all an insight to my memory box in the coming days.

I got my hands on the new Del Barber CD. Titled Love Songs for the Last 20. There are some seriously thought provoking tracks on there. Ranging from the tear of an old lover to life on the prairies. One of my favourites must be track 10, titled 62 Richmond. I know the 62 Richmond fairly well, though I never ride that bus I see it pass me everyday. The story of this song is a man who has talked himself up to be untouchable but in the end is a liar. Here is a snippet of lyrical content.


"He danced all night on Friday,
Put back 50 shots.
But his mind never felt the Whisky,
He thought the clearest thoughts.
He knew the best place for breakfast,
where to find the cheapest lunch.
He could make the perfect pancake,
he could brew the perfect punch.
He wasn't much of a boxer,
But he never lost a fight.
He was stronger than a horse,
and faster than the light.
He knew all the best cities,
and places to steer clear.
Held his head high through every door,
and never felt an ounce of fear.

In the morning light, he was exposed
at a bus stop, confusion's got him cornered.
Waiting to be saved by the revolution,
but all that comes is the 62 Richmond."



Sometimes I wonder if I am this guy. We are all born with an ego, some are bigger than others. It is something that I have to keep a constant check on, every now and again I realize that my head is getting bigger and that I need to take a step back. See, many people struggle with this, the only thing is that people who don't keep their ego's in-check portray themselves as ass-holes that nobody wants to talk to, I don't want to be that dude.


May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sunshine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

3 comments:

  1. Sorry to burst your ego but, you're not that guy. He wrote about a dude (Jungle Jim) he met at a bar or something...
    Just jokes! Good post.

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  2. Great track. Thanks for posting the lyrics.

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