WTIP Session (with Carl Solanger)

by Doug Macnearney

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Carl Solanger, host at WTIP community radio in Grand Marais, Minnesota, invited me on his show to share a few tunes after meeting at the Gun Flint Tavern one evening in December of 2011.

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released December 11, 2011

Carl Solanger; WTIP North Shore Community Radio (wtip.org)

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Track Name: Voyageur (live@WTIP)
Voyageur, voyageur, won’t you take me away
Since the maple sap started to run I could see you were counting the days
Now you load your canoe, you won’t be back ‘til fall
Will you think of me often, will you come back at all

When you came in October, the river had already started to freeze
Your broad portaging shoulders were gentle, you were kind to my sisters and me
Through the cold nights you hold me, you told me how good things can come in disguise
I believed every word that you said, honesty shone in your eyes

Sometimes you spoke of the city you came from, you said I would see in the spring
Someday when you had enough money you’d take me, to where the cathedral bells ring
As the months passed I watched you grow restless, and it dawned upon me that you might
Someday float away from our little wigwam and leave me by myself in the night

Each day my stomach gets bigger, it is summer in June
I’ll tell him his papa was tall and handsome, I’ll tell him he’s coming soon
Each fall when the geese start to fly overhead, and the nights begin to get long
We’ll wait by the water, and pray that we’ll hear again, the sound of your paddling song

Voyageur, voyageur, won’t you take me away
Since the maple sap started to run I could see you were counting the days
Now you load your canoe, you won’t be back ‘til fall
Will you think of me often, will you come back at all
Track Name: After the Wind and the Rain (live@WTIP)
After the wind and the rain
Of this hurricane
We will rebuild, we will remain
After the waves in the sea
Have washed away the beach
We will find shells, and listen to the stories they tell

It was early in September, from the South some nasty weather
Brought the city to its knees, ripped the branches off the trees

I remember taking shelter, in her bed we held each other
The air was hot a sticky, in her old place up on Larch Street

The power it went out, we just had ourselves
Candles flickering, rattling window panes

I think I changed inside, calm in a crazy night
Whales beneath the storm, waiting for the morning

After the wind and the rain
Of this hurricane
We will rebuild, we will remain
After the waves in the sea
Have washed away the beach
We will find shells, and listen to the stories they tell
Track Name: WTIP Session (with Carl Solanger)
'Voyageur'

Voyageur, voyageur, won’t you take me away
Since the maple sap started to run I could see you were counting the days
Now you load your canoe, you won’t be back ‘til fall
Will you think of me often, will you come back at all

When you came in October, the river had already started to freeze
Your broad portaging shoulders were gentle, you were kind to my sisters and me
Through the cold nights you hold me, you told me how good things can come in disguise
I believed every word that you said, honesty shone in your eyes

Sometimes you spoke of the city you came from, you said I would see in the spring
Someday when you had enough money you’d take me, to where the cathedral bells ring
As the months passed I watched you grow restless, and it dawned upon me that you might
Someday float away from our little wigwam and leave me by myself in the night

Each day my stomach gets bigger, it is summer in June
I’ll tell him his papa was tall and handsome, I’ll tell him he’s coming soon
Each fall when the geese start to fly overhead, and the nights begin to get long
We’ll wait by the water, and pray that we’ll hear again, the sound of your paddling song

'After the Wind and the Rain'

After the wind and the rain
Of this hurricane
We will rebuild, we will remain
After the waves in the sea
Have washed away the beach
We will find shells, and listen to the stories they tell

It was early in September, from the South some nasty weather
Brought the city to its knees, ripped the branches off the trees

I remember taking shelter, in her bed we held each other
The air was hot a sticky, in her old place up on Larch Street

The power it went out, we just had ourselves
Candles flickering, rattling window panes

I think I changed inside, calm in a crazy night
Whales beneath the storm, waiting for the morning

After the wind and the rain
Of this hurricane
We will rebuild, we will remain
After the waves in the sea
Have washed away the beach
We will find shells, and listen to the stories they tell