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JeanieB wrote:Sugar, Wouldn't it be wonderful if we had some 'musicians' in our Iditabud list who COULD sing some of the poems/songs/parodies the Iditabuds have written and video it? Don't i remember one of our Norway friends plays the guitar and sings????with his sister maybe?????
Yeah, but I guess he's hiking in Ecuador right now, so everything would probably have a pasillo flavor with Andean flute and marimba background rhythms? (I wonder if they yodel in the mountains of Ecuador? )
How do you tell the difference between a plumber and a chemist? Ask them to pronounce unionized. -
Hi all, it's great to be back; I don't post often, but I've lurked for years! lol Anyway, I love Kyf Brewer's music, but a friend just sent me a link to this album: <http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/davidgill2>
David Gill is a mid-distance musher and his sound is mostly soft rock/folk. Amazon has individual tracks available too! I only listened to a couple samples before downloading the entire album. My favorite track is Jay!
My favorite mushing song is " The Husky's Code" by Kyf Brewer. Pat Moon said his wife cries whenever she hears that song. Here's the chorus:
I will be your guide beneath these Northern Lights You will be my shadow in the snow. Whatever path you choose, whatever trail we're on. I'm ready to roll.
Some people say a dog is man’s best friend Well, a husky is made to race to the end Race to the end and relish the cold. A back that’s strong and a heart of gold.
CHORUS: You run 16 dogs and what do you get? A journey through paradise you’ll never forget. St. Peter don’t you call me, I don’t want to go home. Till I get to the arch on Front Street in Nome.
He was born one morning when the sun didn’t rise And the Northern Lights shone high in the skies He gathered the team and hitched up the sled And into the darkness together they sped
He was born one morning, it was blizzarding snow With ice on his lashes and a frostbitten toe He was raised in the wilderness, far off the grid He was mushing as a baby with a pint-sized sled.
So if you see ‘em coming you’d really better go ‘Cause a husky knows “hike” but he doesn’t know “whoa.” The front paws are lightning and the back paws are steel, And they’ll never stop running till the end of the trail.
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BRAIN FREEZE! Who remembers the song "And it's mush mush down fourth avenue, well the Yukon she's afrozen and the koyukuk too"?.. Yes, we all sang it (1960's)! Question is who wrote it?