Awesomely Manly Canadians singing sadly in a kitchen.

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on Aug 10, 2011
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Stan Rogers Barrett’s Privateers

Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax Pier.

Manly bearded Maritimin’ pre-internet Nova Scotian awesomeness. Can’t say I never did nothing for you:

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PS: Trungpa Rinpoche, a great Buddhist meditation teacher, loved this stuff. Perhaps it’s why he moved the center of his sangha (community) to Halifax, Nova Scotia. Click here for much more heartfelt heartbroken heartbrave awesomeness I collected together awhile back.


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Waylon Lewis, founder of elephant magazine, now elephantjournal.com & host of Walk the Talk Show with Waylon Lewis, is a 1st generation American Buddhist “Dharma Brat." Voted #1 in U.S. on twitter for #green two years running, Changemaker & Eco Ambassador by Treehugger, Green Hero by Discovery’s Planet Green, Best (!) Shameless Self-Promoter at Westword's Web Awards, Prominent Buddhist by Shambhala Sun, & 100 Most Influential People in Health & Fitness 2011 by "Greatist", Waylon is a mediocre climber, lazy yogi, 365-day bicycle commuter & best friend to Redford (his rescue hound). His aim: to bring the good news re: "the mindful life" beyond the choir & to all those who didn't know they gave a care. elephantjournal.com | facebook.com/elephantjournal | twitter.com/elephantjournal | facebook.com/waylonhlewis | twitter.com/waylonlewis | Google+ For more: publisherelephantjournalcom

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13 Responses to “Awesomely Manly Canadians singing sadly in a kitchen.”

  1. JinpaG says:

    Absolutely Brilliant! Thank you thank you thank you. Damn fine looking men, even if it was 40-some years ago (or whenever this was recorded)! The song may be saddish, or frustration-filled, but, they don't seem a bit sad … rather vibrant and awake!

  2. John says:

    I may not be manly, but I'm definitely broken! Thanks for the magnificent, if disorienting, video.
    John in Halifax

  3. krile says:

    This totally made my morning. Long before I ever imagined becoming a Buddhist, I saw these guys at the "Main Point" in Bryn Mawr outside of Philadelphia around 1980. Their fire drove me to transfer to Nova Scotia College of Art and Design for an exchange semester from my art local school. In 1994 I married a Nova Scotian. Found Pema's writings and then CTR's in 1993. I had no idea whose footsteps I was following.

  4. Steve says:

    Thanks Waylon,, If anyone is up for more of the same; live, foot stomping tunes of the like check out the Stan Rogers Folk festival, held the first weekend of July in Canso, Nova Scotia. A couple of the guys in the video are uesually performing.

  5. Mary Yamada says:

    YouTube didn't close caption. Would have been nice.

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  7. lurkitty says:

    First heard Paul Gross sing this on Due South. This song made me go out and find every Stan Rodgers CD I could lay hands on.This was before iTunes and Amazon. Sweet video!

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  9. I actually toured, on an educational expedition, most of Newfoundland, including some of the far-North islands – Fogo and Tilting come to mind – and this was how it was.

    It was considered rude to knock on a door – you never went to the front of a house. You opened the side (kitchen) door and said "Allo!" and were promptly invited in for tea. If it was early in the day, the kids or grandkids had to come out and dance; if it was later, libations were provided, neighbors with instruments showed up and a kitchen dance was held. More nights than not.

    Real, community, joyful and then someone would hit a real tear-jerker and the room would stop, except for the click of knitting needles from the Grans.

    thanks, nice flashback, forgot how fortunate I was and how much cod we ate.

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