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Anegada Dayi just uploaded a new version of anegada day to the blue rail website i've been working on it quite a bit lately and hope you like it  for those of you wondering where this song came from.... anegada is an island that is part of the british virgin islands in the northern edge of the caribbean the picture to the left is of loblolly bay located on the north side of the island and is actually facing the atlantic ocean i've sailed these islands now for the past 16 years and anegada is a favorite it lies apart from the rest of the group 14 miles north of it's nearest sister island virgin gorda at 10 miles long, 2 1/2 miles wide it's highest point is 24 feet above sea level to make approaching anegada even more difficult there is a reef surrounding the island that is 18 miles long the distance from the main islands and the dangerous reef has made anegada the most remote and isolated island in the virgin islands there's lots more to tell but i'll save that for another time i'd love to hear some feedback on the song  
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In the days before everyone had their own car, the railroad symbolized America, and America was all about freedom. In the 19th century, the Transcontinental Railroad unified a fractured and disjounted America. It was abject evidence that we had conquered the wilderness. The great distances that were America were somehow diminished. You could get on a train in New York and, eventually, you could be cooling your heels in the Pacific Ocean. There was no place you couldn't go.
To an America growing up, the railroad represented freedom and adventure. For many, in a very real sense, it was the quickest way to get to other places. For some, it was the only way to go somewhere, or to get away from something. It could take you to far away places. Mysterious places full of mysterious and interesting people doing interesting and important things. Laying in bed at night and hearing the distant wail of a passing train filled the head of many a kid with tantillizing visions of adventure. Places where anything was possible. Trains and the railroads run deep in the collective psyche of our generation. But the wistles and the clanking of the tracks as the trains go by are heard less today, and I fear, they do not impregnate our souls as they once did. For many, they are just a nuisance. Like so many other things, they are being bulldozed by the relentlessness of time. I do not know if that is a good thing. Trains have figured prominantly in American music. From Woody Guthrie to Guy Clark, train songs have stirred our imagination. So, in a sense, we chose Blue Rail to pay some small homage to the romanticism of the railroad. To the freedom and mystery that lies ahead as you peer out at those twin rails, blue from the reflected sky, that seem to go on forever. Plus, well, it sounded pretty cool too. "So go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by Listen to the steel rails hummin' That's a hobo's lullaby" -Woody Guthrie "Hobo's Lullaby" |
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