This magnificent song was one of the first things I remember hearing when I first got wired into RP...I believe it was Fall of 2001; I was back in Boulder after an 8-year stint in Noto Hanto. It blew me away, and I bought it, happy to celebrate the soaring heart it gives me every time I hear it, A few years later, on vacation in my bungalow on the white sand shores of Ngapali Beach in Burma, this song came on my MacBook iTunes just as I saw and heard the squid and tuna fishermen going out into the Bay of Bengal on a moonless night, their boats and oars making dull thudding sounds and phosphorescent swirls in the oil-dark water, and I knew that my LodeStar would always guide me somehow, and well it has, and well shall it continue, I hope and pray, and RP's a big part of it all!

More Weeping Tile!

This was one of the first things I remember hearing when I first got wired into RP...I believe it was Fall of 2001; I was back in Boulder after an 8-year stint in Noto Hanto, teaching and writing locally but restless to be abroad again; my marriage was in an unknown state; I was the only one who cared, and Life itself was at a crossroads...I remember making a night hike up into The Flatirons and thinking that the darkness can indeed ring out fairly loud and clear if you give it a chance to.  I followed the urgings of The Universe, went back to update the Fodor's Japan I'd done, and snagged a Uni gig in Tokyo on the way through; wound up staying 10 years.  It is a place where one cannot often see the stars, and the darkness has a lot more than a ring to it; more like a roar...  A few years later, while on a month-long meditation vacation on the white sand shores of Ngapali Beach in Burma, I heard this lovely song again on my iTunes just as I saw and heard the squid and tuna fishermen going out into the Bay of Bengal from JakeTaw village on a moonless night, their boats and oars making dull thudding sounds and phosphorescent swirls in the oil-dark water, and I knew that my LodeStar would always guide me somehow, and well it has, and well shall it continue, I hope and pray, and RP's a part!

This was one of the first things I remember hearing when I first got wired into RP...I believe it was Fall of 2001; I was back in Boulder after an 8-year stint in Noto Hanto, teaching and writing locally but restless to be abroad again; my marriage was in an unknown state; I was the only one who cared, and Life itself was at a crossroads...I remember making a night hike up into The Flatirons and thinking that the darkness can indeed ring out fairly loud and clear if you give it a chance to.  I followed the urgings of The Universe, went back to update the Fodor's Japan I'd done, and snagged a Uni gig in Tokyo on the way through; wound up staying 10 years.  It is a place where one cannot often see the stars, and the darkness has a lot more than a ring to it; more like a roar...  A few years later, while on a month-long meditation vacation on the white sand shores of Ngapali Beach in Burma, I heard this lovely song again on my iTunes just as I saw and heard the squid and tuna fishermen going out into the Bay of Bengal from JakeTaw village on a moonless night, their boats and oars making dull thudding sounds and phosphorescent swirls in the oil-dark water, and I knew that my LodeStar would always guide me somehow, and well it has, and well shall it continue, I hope and pray, and RP's a part!

This was one of the first things I remember hearing when I first got wired into RP...I believe it was Fall of 2001; I was back in Boulder after a 7-year stint in Noto Hanto, teaching and writing locally but restless to be abroad again; my marriage was in an unknown state; I was the only one who cared, and Life itself was at a crossroads...I remember making a night hike up into The Flatirons and thinking that the darkness can indeed ring out fairly loud and clear if you give it a chance to.  I followed the urgings of The Universe, went back to update the Fodor's Japan I'd done, and snagged a gig in Tokyo on the way through.  It is a place where one cannot often see the stars, and the darkness has a lot more than a ring to it; more like a roar...  A few years later, while on a meditation vacation on the white sand shores of Ngapali Beach in Burma, I heard this lovely song again on my iPod just as I saw and heard the squid and tuna fishermen going out from JakeTaw village on a moonless night, their boats and oars making dull thudding sounds and phosphorescent swirls in the oil-dark water, and I knew that my LodeStar would always guide me somehow, and well it has, and well shall it continue, I hope and pray, and RP's a part!

Yes Sarah's a Canadian. She's also an environmental activist, and established a group called PERL Protecting Escarpment Rural Lands. A beautiful part of Canada (Ontario) with some surviving natural escarpment land (flora, fauna, and wildlife) that need protecting.

This was one of the first things I remember hearing when I first got wired into RP...I believe it was Fall of 2001; I was back in Boulder after a 7-year stint in Noto Hanto, teaching and writing locally but restless to be abroad again; my marriage was in an unknown state; I was the only one who cared, and Life itself was at a crossroads...I remember making a night hike up into The Flatirons and thinking that the darkness can indeed ring out fairly loud and clear if you give it a chance to.  I followed the urgings of The Universe, went back to update the Fodor's Japan I'd done, and snagged a gig in Tokyo on the way through.  It is a place where one cannot often see the stars, and the darkness has a lot more than a ring to it; more like a roar...  A few years later, while on a meditation vacation on the white sand shores of Ngapali Beach in Burma, I heard this lovely song again on my iPod just as I saw and heard the squid and tuna fishermen going out from JakeTaw village on a moonless night, their boats and oars making dull thudding sounds and phosphorescent swirls in the oil-dark water, and I knew that my LodeStar would always guide me somehow, and well it has, and well shall it continue, I hope and pray, and RP's a part!

For those interested...the lodestar of the title is the name of the driers at the coin laundry.  A nice song about the simple details of life in Kingston, Ontario. 

This song reminds me of hot summer nights in the 1950s, we're at a resort at Clear Lake California, we would get in the rowboat late at night, sometimes the moon would be high in the starlight sky, we would drift in the reeds, nearby there would be grebes silently swimming, we'd take off our clothes and slip into the warm water for a surreal swim, every time I hear that song I can re-live  those wonderful times again.

Had to double take and see if this wasn't actually my superduperfave KT Tunstall singing in an English accent. It wasn't, but nonetheless because of this Ms. Harmer gets One Free Pass to Tentown. (And it's a lovely little song to boot)

My ears also want to say that they like this song!

For those interested...the lodestar of the title is the name of the driers at the coin laundry.  A nice song about the simple details of life in Kingston, Ontario. 

BNL and now Sarah. Thanks Bill for consistently playing quality Canadian music. Something we don't hear much of on mainstream radio up here, despite the CRTC.

BNL and now Sarah. Thanks Bill for consistently playing quality Canadian music. Something we don't hear much of on mainstream radio up here, despite the CRTC.

Poor. Too much canadian shit right now.

Like k.d. lang + Deb Talan. Nice

One of those few songs where I stop whatever I'm doing so I can actually listen to it, rather than just hear it.

starts a bit boring, but gets better at the end.

this would be good like at 4:45am when I'm asleep.

Poor. Too much canadian shit right now.

Warm and liquid, so soothing!

Two songs for the price of one. Giggity.

Continues to be one of the most delightful songs on the RP playlist.

Two songs for the price of one. Giggity.

I also didn't like it the first time, and over time it has grown on me like a bad foot fungus.

GODLIKE - is there an "11" I could use? This is one of my top ten songs of all time, I shit you not...

fantabulous.

I also didn't like it the first time, and over time it has grown on me like a bad foot fungus.

didn't like it the first time, it's grown on me

it sucks

That is just awful.

Love this song, and just about every one of Sarah's songs. Great singer/songwriter from Kingston, Ontario!

Here's the D.H.Lawrence poem that inspired parts of this song (which Sarah acknowledges in the liner notes): There are only two things now, The great black night scooped out And this fire-glow. This fire-glow, the core, And we the two ripe pips That are held in store. Listen, the darkness rings As it circulates round our fire. Take off your things. Your shoulders, your bruised throat! Your breasts, your nakedness! This fiery coat! As the darkness flickers and dips, As the firelight falls and leaps From your feet to your lips! D. H. Lawrence

not bad. I like the 1st half of the song

Oh no, no, no The comments page are for reading comments. Thought, ideas, opinions. There are links to find the lyrics, if need be. There is plenty wrong with having all the lyrics to all the songs on every page. Seriously, it sucks.

I would like to listen this while swinging on hammock in a warm afternoon.