Hi everyone.Just back from the frozen tundra of Canada.Gord music was everywhere on the airwaves there.Ah, nirvana.
I have another best site..I was walking along the harbor front in Saint John New Brunswick early in the morning.The fog laid heavy on the land like wet mittens lay on an open oven door to dry after a day of sliding.From the swirling mists came the sounds of a man and his guitar proped up on the seawall.He was in Gord Glory, singing his heart out.The seagulls gathered with me to listen to the music of the mist and it was...heaven.The music carried far out to sea into the Atlantic and I wondered if any of my friends in the UK were standing on shore that day, listening for the whisper of gords words on the wandering wind.
Great to be home in Ireland again.
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