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On a cold day back in March 2010, filmmaker Mike Bolland phoned Travis Good out of the blue to ask him if he’d like to meet Gordon Pinsent. Strange, yes, but even more so because Travis did not know Mike Bolland - had never heard of him. Bolland had been the cameraman on Gordon’s bio-pic Still Rowdy After All These Years and they had traveled all over Newfoundland filming Gordon as he went about the business being Gordon. Up in the hotel rooms, after long days of shooting and a couple of single malts, Gordon would be encouraged to read his poetry. Bolland loved it. Gordon suggested to Bolland that if he knew any musicians he’d love to see these poems set to song. So Mike Bolland’s partner Ann Margetts is friends with Travis’ wife Joanne and by the bye Joanne tells Ann about Travis. Ann tells Mike. Mike calls Travis. Travis meets Gordon and leaves with about 20 poems under his arm. The next day Travis calls me with this great tale of going to Gordon’s, having a couple of beers, Gordon reciting poetry and then asking if he’d help turn these lyrics into songs. Well, I like all of this and volunteer my services as co-writer. It would be a while before we could actually get together - Travis had tours with The Sadies and I had commitments with Blue Rodeo. So a few months later I’m driving over to Travis’ not really expecting very much. When I arrive, Travis is already a little drunk. He’s sitting in the dining room at the table, scattered with wine glasses, ashtrays and a stack of lyrics. Across the room is a piano that Travis will visit many times during the night. The first lyric we did was “Night Light” and I’m just sort of blown away. It’s not easy to make another man’s words sound like your own, but I know this place, I know these people. It was like the song was writing itself. Gordon had told us we could edit his poems as we pleased and this one changed a bit, but for the most part the metre and the mood of his words inspired the melody and the feel of our songs.
Boy of fiction, future wise I can’t see tomorrow in your eyes Got no more rights, got no more say So maybe you should think of movin’ on today. Where’s your glory, where’s your gold Truth is you’ve been runnin’ hot and cold No one’s askin’ you to stay So it looks like you’d be... continue reading
I know before I reach the door of our apartment, second floor A fever startin’ in my head tells me I’ll find an empty bed She’s gone again!!! Lovin’ her was such a breeze Losin’ her ain’t gettin’ easier than any time before I know just what I got in store, She’s gone again!!! Damned... continue reading
It’s a desperate thing without a name It’s not a dream and it ain’t no game Could be bad, could be good, it can’t be seen, but it’s understood A desperate thing has taken flight Don’t come out of your house tonight ‘Cause it ain’t fussy, it got no qualms It got nothing but perfume... continue reading
Only I and I was born to sail the boat below me Blow ye winds to Carbonear where gentle ladies know me Constant are their loving ways where hearts of mine are dwelling and riches far beyond your dreams in eyes that are not telling. Peter Easton is the name they gave to me... continue reading
Let go music so I can sleep Let go And let go beauty of the loving kind I had held so dear at another time Let go. Let go voices I knew so well Let go And let go fame that was so fleeting too And the sweet sweet pain of loving you Let go... continue reading
I spent a day on Easy Ridge Not nearly long enough for me and with myself, i waited for the light i used to know so i could see. I need no rock to rest upon I need not be at home on time No need to sing my distant song in any other tune... continue reading
Take me to the old part of town And lay me down I’ve seen what I wanted to see I’ve been around I can’t see the sun where I am Did they take it down? I hear they’re singin’ all night long In the old part of town. I know a road was here somewhere... continue reading
Night light Lonesome night light Ask the night light what I do Pink or Blue or white light Ask the night light to tell you How they passed each other on the stairs Some in a daze and some ashamed Love in shambles, love in tears Some even glad they came. Ten rings Mostly cheap... continue reading
Where the seagrass lay on the way to the Cod I saw an old skeleton praying to God Watch over Vera, she’s all that I had She and the dog down in old Port du Grave On the seagrass darling, on the seagrass I think of you often down on the seagrass.. Wonderful funny how... continue reading
They have left us their tomorrows Bore their pain and drowned their sorrow Piled up legends everyone And left their shadows in the sun Surnames few but Christian many Shining boys and girls were plenty Strong and weak and old and young Left their shadows in the sun. Were they here or were they never... continue reading
I HEAR HER THROUGH THE MORNING RIDING WAVES OF MUSIC’S OCEAN BREAKFASTING WITH MY EMOTION MINDFUL OF THE TUNE SHE PLAYS UPON MY HEART, INTO MY DAY TO SWELL MY WORLD, TO COOL MY WAY TO TEACH LOVE’S MAJESTY AGAIN MAKE DISTANT ALL EXISTING HARM I PRAISE THE MIRACLE OF CHARM... continue reading