Oldest Oak at Brookside
Winter Wheat, John K. Samson
Lyrics
Before we built that smirking airport, before the phones told us where to go, before the strike, before the streetcar, before we read comics on the radio. Long before we found a way to gauge the coldest day. Before the flood, before the treaty, before we broke a promise to appear. Before we drew the new team logo. Before the taste of Malathion lingered here. Way before we skated down the Eaton Place Parkade, you were lifted by a blue jay, beating wings above a sea, with a wave of grazing bison and tallgrass prairie.
You were set in sandy soil, and stand, a mighty oak.
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Artist Bio
John K. Samson
Inspired by the search for connection and community, his hometown of Winnipeg, and our individual and collective struggles with addictions to drugs, screens, and fossil …
Contact
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Official Site
www.facebook.com/johnksamsonmusic
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Publicity
Christine Morales
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Licensing
Hector Martinez
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US Booking Agent
Frank Riley High Road Touring
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EU Booking Agent
Grand Hotel van Cleef Musik
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EU Label Contact
Alma Lilic
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Australia Label Contact
Dave Jiannis
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Canada Label Contact
Tonni Maruyama