29 Jan

And in my Mind I Still Need a Place to Go

How much has music played a part in your cottage or camping experiences? Or maybe its the road trips singing along with the stereo cranked.
Music has been a huge inspiration to me with so many powerful memories that connect. Old friends, new friends and the ones that left before their time. Sitting around the fire with friends or family groov’n to some cool tunes – does it get any better?

I must confess that I’m a huge Neil Young fan, yes a Rustie as we are referred to. I can hear Neils lonesome voice now around a blazing fire with a zillion stars in the sky and the Loons cry echoing through the night. What moves you?

There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare
And in my mind I still need a place to go
All my changes were there
Neil Young’s, Helpless

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  1. Jenn Jilks says:

    These are the days to sit by the fire and listen to music!!!!

  2. Heather says:

    Great video…brings back campfire memories…I still sing to myself, especially in the van when I’m alone… :0)


  3. My parents had a cottage in the Haliburton area and a campfire just wasn’t a campfire without someone pulling out a guitar and singing James Taylors’ Fire and Rain.
    But that’s not the song that strikes me the way you are talking about. That song is America by Simon & Garfunkel. My very first newspaper job a million years ago was the Gravenhurst News. I rented a room just outside of Bracebridge. And I have the most vivid memory of sitting on the back stoop, smoking a cigarette, listening to America on the record player, looking out into the Muskoka wilderness, fully appreciating the lonely and futile adventure described in the song.
    “Let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together”
    “I’ve got some real estate here in my bag”
    So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
    And we walked off to look for America

    “Kathy,” I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
    “Michigan seems like a dream to me now”
    It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
    I’ve gone to look for America

    Laughing on the bus
    Playing games with the faces
    She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
    I said “Be careful his bowtie is really a camera”

    “Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat”
    “We smoked the last one an hour ago”
    So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
    And the moon rose over an open field

    “Kathy, I’m lost,” I said, though I knew she was sleeping
    I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why
    Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
    They’ve all gone to look for America…

  4. Ed Boutilier says:

    That’s a great tune Cathy and I can see how it would be so powerful.


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