Favorite song? That is really tuff. There are so many, over so many years, over so many stages of life. There are too many that transcend life’s stages and endure forever, and too many that can be looked at from so many vantage points. This is really tuff. As someone who has performed most of his catalog since 1969, going back to material that dates to “64, I can think of many songs that have personally evolved as they were learned, that emotionally resonate within, that strike a chord or two in the heart, which somehow emerge from the voice and guitar with the utmost feeling.
Conversely, as a listener, I can think of songs that cause any number of reactions and stir so many feelings. This is really tuff. I started listing songs as both a listener and a performer, and I had to stop at Cold On My Shoulder because I had already identified 36 favorite songs.
In retrospect, what is interesting is that most albums carry a heavy weight of classic, or memorable, material: Lightfoot, The Way I Feel, Back Home On Earth, Sit Down Young Stranger, Summer Side of Life, Don Quixote, Sundown, Cold On My Shoulder, Don Quixote, Old Dan’s Records (particularly), Summertime Dream, even Endless Wire and Dream Street Rose contained some great material. Now, to continue, there was Shadows, an underrated yet real classic, East of Midnight, Waiting for You, and Salute (very much welcomed). I stop here, for no other reason than I am not quite certain of the personal impact of A Painter Passes Through.
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