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Canadian Roots

July 26, 2026 • Ted Crouch • Season 1 • Episode 23

0:00 | 57:41

Canadian Roots continues our presentation of the voices and music from an all Canadian line up that I expect you may be hearing a lot more of in the year ahead.

SPEAKER_00 0:06

You're listening to Acoustic Avenue, this is Kenny Roach, and I'll be your host for the next hour on today's program the music of emerging and established artists in Canada and abroad. On Acoustic Avenue, we recognize with respect and gratitude that the industry's world, the land on which we live, work, and play our music, is the unseated traditional territory of this equipment. Voices and music are featured today from an old Canadian lineup that I expect you may be hearing a lot more of in the year ahead.

SPEAKER_03 1:49

The only way we ever made a dream was to be brave and unrestrained, leading with our hearts, not with our brain, feel we'll be our purpose, now we'll be our strain, get up, just a few.

SPEAKER_11 5:54

Don't fall. You may be broken now. We see the last coming way too fast, and we'll weep for every day we won't see Brave, hold on to your jaw, hold on to the ones who make you home.

SPEAKER_03 6:30

Hold on to your jaw. Hold on to the ones who make you home.

SPEAKER_11 7:05

Here when the gentle best leave the rest of us wondering if someone else has a plan. Stay here. Put on a brave face when you're left with a hole inside your soul. You'll mend in pieces but never be the same. Brave face, hold on to your drone.

SPEAKER_03 7:41

Hold on to the ones who make you whole Brave Hold on to you.

SPEAKER_09 11:58

I care my coat, leave on hello. There's nowhere to go. Take it easy on me.

SPEAKER_03 12:23

Shed some light. Shed some lemon please. Take it slow. Take it easy on me. Shed some light. Shed some lemon please.

SPEAKER_09 12:50

Not as good as we've been. The dirty is clean. I know. Mac here, my coat leave on a high note. There's nowhere to go, there's nowhere to go. Take it slow. Take it easy on me. Shed some light. Shed some light on me, please.

SPEAKER_03 13:09

Take it slow. Take it easy on me. Shed some light. Shed some love, please.

SPEAKER_00 15:20

Released in twenty twenty-one. And from Newfoundland Labrador, the end of the sister the first half of today's program with Onward from their twenty twenty-two album On We Go.

SPEAKER_06 18:12

The war is lost, but the battle's won. And now I've changed my hopes to good friends and pretty heroes. I know you'll stay with me if I ask you to stay with me. But what I really need is blue sky and green tree. It's just another beginning. And along the way, good friends and pretty rows. I hope that we both find other hands to hold. And along the way, good friends and pretty roads. And along the way, good friends and pretty roads. And along the way, good friends, pretty roads.

SPEAKER_02 21:35

Broken lines of studded cold. No sign ahead, just a lonely road. Headlights in the skewed reveal thousand miles among you will eighteen wheelers all alone. No sign ahead, just a lonely road. Streets of heaven. My favorite gold and the road to hell is favourite stones. Someone loves me this I know Somewhere down the lonely road The dark of night, the headlights shine, reminders of what's left behind. The web are sweep, the taillights glow, no sign ahead, just a lonely road. What's hard ahead gets left behind. North of seven, it's rock and snow and the gravel right on a lonely road. Streets of heaven, I've paved with gold and the road to hell is paved with souls. Someone loves me this I know. Somewhere down the lonely road. Streets of heaven, I've paved with gold and the road to hell is paved with souls. Someone wants me this I know. Someone down the only road. The broken lines are stuttered, go, no sign ahead, just a lonely road. Gets left behind. North of southern is rock and snow and a gravel ride on a lonely road. Streets of heaven are paved with gold, and the road to hell is paved with stones. Someone loves me in this I know. Somewhere down the lonely road. Streets of heaven are paved with gold, and the road to hell is paved with stones. Someone loves me in this I know. Somewhere down the lonely road.

SPEAKER_03 25:28

When you're tryna keep the candle from flickering out, oh onward on we go. When the angry seas keep us far from shore, the tides are turning high and low. We'll make it home though the tempest arrows. Oh, onward on we go, and it's all about the ebb and flow. We'll rise and fall, God only knows. So raise the sails to whatever wind blows. Oh, onward on we go. We hold fast and we bedden down. The tides are turning high low. And we never let the weather run as hard a ground. We'll rise and fall, God only knows. So raise the sails to whatever we blow. Onward on we go when the stars in the sky are out of sight, and the tides are turning high aloe. On word on we go, you find me standing on dry land, the tides are turning high in law, with the land blowing in my hand. So raised the sails to whatever people on we go. On word, on we go, on we go.

SPEAKER_10 30:03

Make sure you slam the front door, yeah. Pour on a licker on the kitchen floor. Throw my clothes all over the front lawn. Do what you gotta do to do me wrong. If you still got a heart, get you tearing mine apart. Cause I'll never get over it if you don't leave a mark.

SPEAKER_03 30:28

You're a little mercy if you've gonna hurt me. Come on, just leave me a wreck. Don't leave me everything left.

SPEAKER_10 30:42

The worst of you might save me. Sure a little. Mercy.

SPEAKER_03 30:52

Sure a little.

SPEAKER_10 30:54

Mercy You might save my life if you ruin it. Out of other hurt, you know, I think hope is the cruelest. Right now, goodbye, just don't quite feel right. Come on, baby, change my mind. Show a little mercy.

SPEAKER_03 31:23

If you come up, help me. Come on, just leave it a wreck. Don't live in everything else. The world should be my save me.

SPEAKER_10 31:37

Show me all Mercy Show Little Mercy, get you gentlemen on a ma. Cause I'll never get over it if you don't leave a m. Give me all you got. Don't need any second thoughts. I'll never get over it if you don't give a smile.

SPEAKER_03 32:24

Mercy. Who wants to do that? Say me.

SPEAKER_15 33:56

Sometimes what you want, what's I just keep on getting up again, tryna figure out who the hell I am, searching for the truth and see of light. There's a dead call strong in my mind. Feel along I saw singing. Here the die gonna wanna less lonely spot. I said, Lord knows how I'm the never less. I'm just waiting for the path. Now throw myself through every open door Just to find myself right where I was before Now Tis the Powder Green or nobody told me what I should be searching for. Nobody told me what I could be searching for. But I just keep on getting up again. Tryna figure out who the hell I am, searching for the truth and still alive. Is a dead grow strong in my eye. Is the love my soul singing in the dark for the only one that's the only spark the look knows how I'm a novelist? I'm just waiting for the pack. Can you feel the road? Can you feel the darkness? But I know that it's not again And I just keep on getting up again, tryna figure out who the hell I am, searching for the truth As a dead grow strong in my mind I'm just alone out, so singin' Here the die for the only one less lonely spot. I said Lord knows how I've never less I'm just waiting for stone a packing for stone pack waiting for the stone pack I will wait to fall Waiting for the stone with stone.

SPEAKER_13 38:29

Well, I don't want no sugar, I don't want no cream Yeah, black coffee don't want no sugar, don't want no cream Well, I need me some hot water, baby Something to cry my beam We're not listening here sugar now Yeah, I ain't done nothing wrong But I like my coffee black and I like my coffee strong I don't want no sugar don't want no grain some hot fossil baby something to grind my feet Well I can drink black coffee right from the pot in which she starts to put your leg baby red Nah Black Coffee No more notion We have some hot water baby something to cry Black Hall No sugar no green black hawk No sugar no more Well you know what I mean some hot power baby something to cry folks I'm sure some of you can agree with me on that one I know you can't that was Kyle McCurdy and Marcus Drummer and Brandon Riders there any news today he is gone on a ship so far away He took with him my heart and he left here on that day Oh bellar is there any news today Sister oh sister you know this to be true

SPEAKER_14 44:01

Any word I heard, I would surely pass to you. The easy way, but there ain't nothing I won't do. Oh sister, don't you know this to be true? Lay me down by the river to the sea. Lay me down by the river to the sea. Lay me down by the river to the sea. Oh brother, won't you lay me down?

SPEAKER_12 44:40

Mother, oh mother is any news today. When in bed I lay Oh mother is heading news today.

SPEAKER_14 45:02

Oh daughter, I need you to be strong. Princess Countess never will be wrong. Soon it's warm in the back where we belong. Oh donner now, I need you to be strong. Baby down, I don't remember to the sea.

SPEAKER_03 45:27

Baby down, I don't bimbo to the sea.

SPEAKER_14 46:09

Daughter, oh daughter, I have heard some news today. The words of this letter I can't bring myself to say You love me for bravely for he slipping the waves. Oh daughter, I have heard some news today. They lay him down by the river to the sea. Lay me down by the river to the sea.

SPEAKER_03 46:45

Let me down by the river to the sea.

SPEAKER_08 47:25

Once I saw the ride in the rain, value within my name, open wide like a throat. To the old city squares for a saw angels there till the time didn't go. And they asked me who I love tonight. And they asked me to see this white. I want to fall sky to see the old smoke rise. To return to my homeland and die. Cold alone in the rain, over all can't complains. The winter lights go on the sun, drunk with devils and green. In an Austrian dream, the orchestra screams, a desire and let symphony, and the oboeers hypnotize me, and I'll drown in her melody. Save me free that I lie. I'll return to my homeland and die. Cities are loveless, I'm lost in light. Virgil's my guide, the world's got me dizzy. The mountains are fiction free.

SPEAKER_04 51:20

But they're yours and not mine. So you carry your load and I'll carry mine.

SPEAKER_07 51:28