My friend Dirty Ed writes songs about rivers and paddling and fishing and people that do those things. His songs speak to me, as I am one of the ones he writes about. Anyway, he has a song called "The Paddle" that talks about the freedom his paddle gives him. In writing about a whitewater run, the chorus of the song (and moderators, it's OK for more than a quick line as I have permission from Dirty Ed to reference his lyrics). I never felt this way about a paddle, but I have a bicycle. One of the reasons Jets60's song about a fat old guy reclaiming his youth in the saddle of a bike resonated for me.
"Into the water I would slip
my knuckles white as I would grip
that old paddle
as I danced upon the waves.
That paddle took me everywhere
it seemed I never had a care.
It brought blue sky and blue water
to wash my blues away."
Three things I liked about this is the imagery of dancing on the waves, which is exactly what whitewater boaters do. But what beautiful imagery. Second thing I like about it is his juxtaposition of the term "blue". Third thing is how he puts the freedom he feels paddling into the physical item of the paddle. It becomes an icon (not a religious icon, just a physical representation of an emotional state) for the freedom from the day-to-day he feels on the water. There's another line he sings in "River Morning" where he mentions nothing on his mind but the roar ahead - yes, indeed. The roar ahead being a massive rapid. He's putting that clarity of purpose and the emotional state of readiness, awareness, and freedom into the paddle itself. Terrific song.
Then there's the song he does about a midget clairvoyant who escapes from jail. It's called "Small Medium at Large."
Granted B chord amnesty by King of the Mutants (Long live the king).
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