They left us too soon.

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I've been busy at work; and have had little time to reflect.
Nevertheless; I have had moments when I've been able to think with pleasure upon the 'Bluenose' thread I recently started, and all the great responses it has received.
I was pleased to learn (by cruising Youtube) that the images in the video I provided were not just any race; but the very last race Bluenose ever sailed against her old nemesis; the Gertrude L. Thebauld. This was the race that cemented Bluenose's legendary status - the one which insured she would go down in history as the greatest and fastest fishing schooner the world has ever seen.

But in reality; the great Bluenose takes second place in the video I provided. More than thirty years after Bluenose was wrecked; legendary Canadian singer Stan Rogers sang about her exploits - his music is the background to the video I provided.

I have spent the last week wondering something: What would have happened if Stan Rogers had been allowed to live?

It's almost incredible to imagine; given that magnificent voice and storytelling ability, but Stan Rogers was only 28 years old when he recorded 'Bluenose'. He died at the age of 33 on June 2 1983; a victim of the fire onboard Air Canada flight 797. And thus; one of the brightest lights this country has ever produced was lost.

What could Stan Rogers have been; had he been allowed to live into his forties or fifties? He did so much - so much of his music remains; woven into the patriotic identity of Canada's people. What could he have done if he'd been able to mature?

The mind boggles.

Therefore; I offer this eulogy to Stan Rogers; and open this thread to eulogize all of those that died too young. They might be your countrymen/women; they might be artists or politicians or personalities. There are those amongst us that left us too soon - either by natural or hostile causes - that were so wonderful Earth is a darker place without them. I offer this thread for people to write a couple of simple paragraphs to describe the loss to this good Earth.

Since I started the thread with Stan Rogers; I'll finish it with him. No-one who hears his voice quickly forgets the experience. Stan was an astounding singer - perhaps not in the classical frame; but that rich, resonant baritone drilled straight down into the heart of what we call 'Canadian Identity'. His voice was strong, powerful and tough - the voice of a working man. It was also beautiful beyond measure; it spoke of strength and sacrifice, of spirit, joy and humour. More than any other artist (and I am a devout fan of living Canadian artists), Stan Rogers represented the voice of Canadian men.
Ours is a hard country. To others around the world Canada might be considered a paradise and it is; but only to those men and women prepared to fight the harshness this land can show us. Those of us who retain the rural identity understand that; and Stan Rogers speaks to us.
I recently posted a eulogy upon the death of Stompin' Tom Connors; he was a true Canadian. But there is no sorrow in Tom's passing - he died in his 70's. He lived a full life filled with accomplishment and satisfaction. Stan died young - far too young. We can only imagine what works he could have achieved had he survived Flight 797.

Farewell Stan - as long as your name is spoken you will never be forgotten.
A couple of his best songs:
The Idiot
The Mary Ellen Carter

And just in case you're a bit depressed; a truly fun one:
The White Collar Holler. (You can hear the grin on his face!)

And of course, Stan Roger's magnum opus: The Northwest Passage - one of the greatest songs ever written, IMO. No-one who hears the Northwest Passage can do so and not be moved. This heartbreaking, powerful a-capella piece serves as a superb finale to Stan Rogers' life. He died far too young; but this superb work will exist for eternity; as long as brave men remain to sing it.
The North West Passage
Sleep well; Stan - young as you were you've earned it. :)

OK friends - your turn. :)
 
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Staiduk ...

There is a group touring through Ontario right now that does a wonderful retrospective of almost all of Stan's songs. I saw them a number of years ago in Orangeville (of all places). It was one of the last things that my father and I did together (he passed in October 2008).

One of the highlights for me was that one of the guest performers that night was Stan's old producer Paul. The instrument he used was Stan's guitar, which had survived the Cincinnati aircraft fire that claimed Stan. Stan's wife Ariel had given it to him.

The show is well worth seeing.

"Rise again, Rise again,
Though your heart it be broken
And life about to end.
No matter what you've lost,
Be it a home, a love, a friend.
Like the Mary Ellen Carter
Rise Again!"

ps If you want to share his music, let me know ... I have it all.


Now, my submission ... for our American friends ... the first inductee into the American Songwriter's Hall of Fame:

Jim Croce

My personal favourite song of his: "I've Got A Name".

Why do all the best seem to go in aircraft crashes?
 
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Hey, I like Orangeville! :lol:
Nice little town - used to fly Air Cadets during the annual Prop Wash event at Burbank Airfield just East of town. Can't say I know much about it but there was this great little bar with good beer and a hot beef sandwich the likes of which I've never tasted since. :)

Jim Croce - Oh, yes; I agree completely! Another brilliant storyteller; another warm, welcoming singer. I used to listen to a tape of him during the Bosnian War; no matter how dark things got he could always lift my spirits - either into humour ('Roller Derby Queen' is still my favourite Jim Croce song), serenity ('I've Got a Name') or gentle melancholy ('Operator') - which is a damn sight better than the black depression that crushed us while we dealt with the insane hell of Ethnic Cleansing.

Thanks so much for mentioning him! :)
 
Well, that sets up the timeline. Bosnia was yours, Cyprus and the Sinai were mine. If I read it right, I was air, you were ground. Takes cojones to stand between two combatants and try to keep them apart without blowing them to hell. My salutations to all "pongos".

Another selection ... this time from the same incident: Big Bopper, Richie Valance and, of course, Buddy Holly.

What would our music have been like if they had lived longer?
 
Well, that sets up the timeline. Bosnia was yours, Cyprus and the Sinai were mine. If I read it right, I was air, you were ground. Takes cojones to stand between two combatants and try to keep them apart without blowing them to hell. My salutations to all "pongos".

Another selection ... this time from the same incident: Big Bopper, Richie Valance and, of course, Buddy Holly.

What would our music have been like if they had lived longer?

(Salutes) Sergeant Organ, Section Commander, 2PPCLI Assault Platoon, you f#@#%&! Seagull...er.. I mean, Air Force type. :lol: :tiphat:

Certainly the Day the Music Died was an important moment in American music history. Buddy Holly and Ritchie Valens were excellent musicians; and their loss was a great tragedy. Jiles Richardson (The 'Big Bopper') can be dismissed as a singer; he only had one hit after all - but not as a songwriter. He died at the age of 29; in those years he'd already racked up an impressive list of credentials as a DJ and songwriter. Personally I think his work as a disc jockey was more important than 'Chantilly Lace'; much as I love the song. As a Texas DJ; he saw and could track the interest of America's teens; and steered that interest by choosing the playlist of his radio station. I'm certain he used that knowledge when he wrote and sang 'Chantilly Lace'. It's not much of a song - let's be honest here - it only has one thing going for it: everybody loves it. No message, no deep meaning; just the male side of a telephone conversation between a boy and his girlfriend...something teenage boys and girls knew and appreciated intimately. It might not be great art but it spoke to kids of the time.
Wonderful stuff. :)
 
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Man! I think I've been wounded! No salute required, mate. I worked for my living, too. I just kept the damned things flying. Let morons with stripes on their sleeves actually do the flying ... and breaking my poor bairns!! Not to mention those who jump out of serviceable airplanes. (Though both of my sons ended up being officers ... and good Gentlemen of the Air Force).

Can't disagree with you about Richardson. I included him only because of the shared ending. Still, I would have loved to heard more of Valens' work and Holly is just so obvious.

How about another possibility? Jim Morrison. (Then again, maybe he didn't die too soon.)

And jumping away from music for a second ... Vaughan Bode.
 
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Man! I think I've been wounded!

No, not at all! I realize few men have the strength, power or manliness to be Infantry; we all must do the best we can.

:rofl:
Just kidding - as one who flew as a civilian R/L pilot/gliding instructor and flew in many military aircraft - either for observation, transport or to jump out of 'em - I really respect the Aero Engine/Airframe Techs that keep those shuddering rust-buckets moving.

Jim Morrison - not sure, really; but I doubt he really had an impact on modern music. I suspect it was the other members of the Doors (particularly Ray Manzarek) that provided the majority of the band's influence. Even so I loved his voice and few people could energize an audience like Jim Morrison - I'll think on that some.
Vaughan Bode? Never heard of him but that is exactly what I opened this thread for. I've googled some of his work; impressive as Hell! Thanks for introducing me to him! :)
 
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