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Post by Cornflake on Feb 5, 2007 19:38:54 GMT -5
Always meant to write a song about this. The song is no great shakes but it may be a good one to play on hunting trips.
Motor’s straining as we climb Out of scrub and into pine Never seen this place before But it feels like mine Here’s where we’ll sleep tonight Can’t get the trucks much higher As the shadows start to grow I find wood for a fire
In the middle of nowhere I’m where I should be The middle of nowhere Feels like home to me
The smell of burning juniper Just may be the best I know It’s the smell of friendly talk By a fire’s glow Anasazi knew this smell By their fires, long ago I see shadow faces that I feel as if I know
In the middle of nowhere [chorus]....
Gene says he once saw a bear Mosey up a rocky hill He watched ‘til it disappeared And he’s watching still John recalls the time he saw An ancient wall of weathered stone Even when no one is near You’re not quite alone
In the middle of nowhere [chorus]....
Tomorrow just like every year We’ll be trying to find the deer Drought has made it harder But John thinks some are here It isn’t deer we come for though That’s just an alibi It’s our way of coming home And being near the sky
In the middle of nowhere [chorus]....
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Post by Marshall on Feb 6, 2007 0:29:01 GMT -5
I love the "But it feels like mine". That's an unexpected fresh look at the subject. And a personal one.
I read the other verses wondering if the 4th line also packed personal power (like maybe musically that would be an emphasizing point). "By a fires glow", and "And he's watching still" seem to have the same fresh feel. "But John thinks there are some here" doesn't fit as easily that same abstract analysis. But it moves the story along.
The conluding line "Feels like home", somehow seems a little less conclusive than I'm expecting. Maybe it's because "home" is normally all warm and fuzzy and safe and I don't expect to feel "safe" in the wilderness. I get the back-to-our-roots concept. More like "where i belong" instead of "home."
But, It's just a silly random observation. Take it or leave it.
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Post by Marshall on Feb 6, 2007 6:41:43 GMT -5
Upon further review . . . , maybe the "home" thing is just the surprise you're looking for.
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Post by dradtke on Feb 16, 2007 12:31:41 GMT -5
With only a very few changes, this describes what I feel about canoe trips up north. "Home" is the right choice.
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Post by Village Idiot on Feb 16, 2007 23:24:01 GMT -5
Having lived my life around good hunters and bad hunters, I can completely relate to this song.
The middle of nowhere Feels like home to me
That line does it. Good hunters and non hunters will both get your song. My vote is for you to add it to you song list when you perform. It works.
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Post by Cornflake on Feb 17, 2007 14:30:52 GMT -5
Thanks for the comments. I wasn't even going to try this one out on my group but now I think I will.
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Post by loopysanchez on Feb 17, 2007 21:47:34 GMT -5
Yessir, I like it! Never hunted a day in my life, and I felt like I was right there sitting around the fire with you & the other guys. Looking forward to hearing the finished product when you get it recorded!
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Post by davidhanners on Feb 18, 2007 0:29:50 GMT -5
From a word/image standpoint, the writing is really impressive. You put me there and that's one of the things good songwriting does. Really great work on this one.
That said, I'll raise an issue that -- while it isn't a big issue to me -- might be an issue to some listeners. I would worry that the hunting bit may turn some people off. I understand what you're saying about being in the outdoors and breathing in the majesty of nature. And frankly, I think if you tried to change this to something about camping, it would sound wussie. (Or maybe it is spelled wussy.)
Even though the song only deals with hunting in the last verse, I fear the title may turn off some folks who could think you were the folk Ted Nugent. (That would be a sight....) I'm not saying anything should be changed because lyrically, it is a powerfully written song. Every word is razor-sharp and nothing is wasted.
The rejoinder to this imaginary listener's concerns, though, is, "it's art." When I was back home in Illinois last month, some friends and I went over to an open mike in Terre Haute and I played. Among the songs I did was a song about post-traumatic stress disorder in Iraq war veterans, and I guess to one of my friends, the song came off as anti-war. He gave me hell about it on the drive home. Fortunately, it's just a half-hour drive. But the only reply that came to me was, "Hey, it's just art."
You've got a great tune here.
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Post by Cornflake on Feb 20, 2007 22:07:46 GMT -5
David, I've thought about what you said. I don't mind bothering some listeners. My honest reaction is that if people's prejudices about hunting give them a hard time with this song, they need to reexamine their prejudices.
Marshall, gotta get you out into the middle of nowhere sometime. The only time I ever felt scared was when I was lost, on two occasions, and I survived each. Mostly out there it feels as if you've come home.
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Post by davidhanners on Feb 20, 2007 23:26:01 GMT -5
I concur wholeheartedly, Cornflake.
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