I am sitting on my sofa writing this late in the evening with a cup of Jasmin green tea by my side. The typical noises of Temple Bar all but gone to me as I am listening to some lovely music on Soundcloud with my headphones on π I am trying to bring my mind back to the time I wrote this weeks song. This one actually goes back to when I was recording Northern Boy. I was trying to squeeze this one in, but somehow it felt like part of another set of songs. Now I know my instinct was right π
When you do as much traveling as I have done in the past ten or more years, you can’t but help to go through the emotions in this song. I love being on the road. As you might know my father was a truck driver when I was growing up, so the smell of diesel, the sound of engine and the rumble of the 18 wheels under me is something familiar. New cities fascinate me, I like getting lost in them. I’m used to drinking the strangest petrol station coffee, it will do until a better brew comes along. But from time to time, you start missing home. In the past I thought that was it, I was done… But now I know, it is just a small part of the tour, that you will go through. And when you get up on that stage in front of the crowd, believe you me there is no other place you would want to be π
And when the tour comes to an end, you go through funny emotional rollercoaster ride again. You want to go home to see all your loved ones, but at the same time you want the tour to continue. So “This old engines best days” are far from over π
Last week it was 20 years since I lost my father, and this song goes to him, but also to any truck drivers and musicians out there on the road. May you make it safely back home. If you know anyone out there on the road please share this song with them. And once again, big thanks for listening and reading π
J.P.
The author J.P. Kallio is a singer songwriter
To get EIGHT of his free songs go HERE