Does anyone here have a cause? -- Seminole Wind  

KaraokeTom 71M
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3/4/2006 12:02 am

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3/7/2006 10:39 am

Does anyone here have a cause? -- Seminole Wind


Interesting evening. I Sang at one bar till 10:30 and another till 1:00. I sang one of my favorite songs at both locations - to strong applause at one location and to indifference at the other. The first location had a mixed age audience - the second, mostly kids under 30.

The song - John Anderson - Seminole Wind

Ever since the days of old,
Men would search for wealth untold.
They'd dig for silver and for gold,
And leave the empty holes.


I saw plenty of evidence of this in Breckenridge, Colorado on my recent trip. Lots of scars on the land from tallings from the silver and gold mining that went on in that area in the 1860s and 1880s.

And way down south in the Everglades,
Where the black water rolls and the saw grass sways.
The eagles fly and the otters play,
In the land of the Seminole.


I love the way Anderson takes us from the general issue of caring for our environment to a specific location -- the Everglades in this verse.

So blow, blow Seminole wind,
Blow like you're never gonna blow again.
I'm calling to you like a long lost friend,
But I know who you are.
And blow, blow from the Okeechobee,
All the way up to Micanopy.
Blow across the home of the Seminole,
The alligators and the gar.


I don't know whether you have ever heard the chords of this song. The music makes these lyrics much more powerful as you can literally feel the Seminole Wind running up your spine when these lyrics are married with the music.

Progress came and took its toll,
And in the name of flood control,
They made their plans and they drained the land,
Now the glades are going dry.
And the last time I walked in the swamp,
I sat upon a Cypress stump,
I listened close and I heard the ghost,
Of Osceola cry.


How many times have we screwed up an entire ecosystem in an attempt to improve our lives. How selfish!!! When you read these lyrics and listen to the music, you, like I, will hear Osceola crying from his grave.

So blow, blow Seminole wind,
Blow like you're never gonna blow again.
I'm calling to you like a long lost friend
But I know who you are.
And blow, blow from the Okeechobee,
All the way up to Micanopy.
Blow across the home of the Seminole,
The alligators and the gar.


This is a great country song. Even if you aren't into country, I think you'd enjoy hearing this one. And once it gets going it has a great beat for dancing.

I guess what disturbed me last night is that the younger generation seemed indifferent to even hearing this message. Hopefully my bar sample doesn't reflect the attitude of a whole generation. If it does reflect that attitude, we are in trouble.

And a personal note to one of my new friends in Blogland. Huny, if you read this post, I was thinking of you when I sang this song tonight. Given your ethnic background and the way you have decorated your home, I can't think of a better love song to send to my new friend - a love of history and heritage.

KT

gentelmanjim53 63M

3/4/2006 11:47 am

Tom, you are a thoughtful writer who has seen the same changes and lack of caring that I have seen in the younger people.


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