| We began Souls Talking in August, 1989 and finished recording in May of 1991. It was a long haul. So many people made this album possible. To the musicians who played and sang with so much joy in their hearts, thank you. Oh, can't you see I'm smiling.
John "Peacemaker" Switzer and Jeff Wolpert got this music down clear and right. William Weckesser assisted me in making it happen. Robert Dickson is the home and hearth of my music.
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A message from the producer, Manitoulin Island:
Not a sun-drenched vacation paradise; a different kind of holiday. Elemental, beautiful, powerful; rain and billowing clouds and clear icy water. Manitou land. Daisy was camping with her family. Hooded and bundled, huddled around the campfire, just being. We visited. We had a cabin: "Come over tonight". And so we ate and drank and talked and sang. Guitars and spoons and pounding bottles and stomping feet. |
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I thank Larry Stanley most of all for helping me shape and arrange my tunes. He is the core. Jaro, accordion fever is instilled forever in my bones. Robert David, my old buddy, we did it! Awlright! Hey Marty!
Thank you to the poets of our country who give us wisdom: Jean Marc Dalpé, Patrice Desbiens, Robert Dickson, Brigitte Haentjens, Michael Ondaatje. I also have many patrons to thank: Cédéric Michaud, Joan Kuyek, Heather Smith, Lloyd Greenspoon, Jeff Wolpert, everyone who acquired the Dreams Cost Money cassette and Bobby and Willy.
Daisy DeBolt
January 14, 1992
Sudbury, Ontario
Windchill -53º C |
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That night Daisy had a dream. Later it became a song. In the dream I was "the Peacemaker". Thus I became part of a vision, more than just a producer on a project. The vision was expansive, kind of larger than life, like Daisy, and encompassing: many others were gathered in the sweep of it. And though its pace was slow, its course was resolute, and its consequence inevitable.
There was no choice but to make this record. Daisy willed it, and the strength of that will is obvious in these songs, expressed in joy and pain, wonder and love, with that voice: elemental, beautiful, powerful...Like Manitoulin, when the clouds roll across the bay, and then just as quickly depart to unveil the warmth of the afternoon sun.
John Switzer
March, 1992 |
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