The Band's song King Harvest (has Surely Come) supplies the title for the post.
[I'm reading Robbie Robertson's autobiography, Testimony, at the moment and listening to those early albums by The Band.]
Like a lot of The Band's songs there is a depth of feeling to King Harvest. Set in the 1930s Dust Bowl context, it is a song about hope, dashed hopes and the will to keep going despite it all.
The calendar quote for yesterday was:
If you can imagine it, you can achieve it;
If you can dream it, you can become it.
William Arthur Ward
Robbie definitely imagined it, achieved it, dreamed it, became it.
It's a good way to start a new year isn't it. Plenty of hope, plenty of healthy realism, plenty of ifs to medicate on.
