This is one of my favorite YouTube videos of all time.
Before I had access to my own computer, I'd ask other people to play it for me.
When I started crying, everyone thought it was Bruce and his song that got to me.
It was, in a way.
Me asking other people to play this song on their computer meant I was homeless,
being reduced to poverty by all the criminal activity against me,
after I ran for mayor as a protest candidate to complain about being a victim, family and friends.
In 1970, I was backstage at Brock University, and ended up standing beside Bruce Cockburn.
That's when Bruce was driving across Canada in his camper pickup with his wife and dog.
"High Winds and White Skies", his double album as an acoustic guitarist, is still a favorite.
Someone called out, John, how does it feel to see someone else playing guitar like you?
It got quiet. Everyone was watching Bruce turn and stare at me.
I said if I can play a steady bass beat and finger-pick like an acoustic guitarist,
then an acoustic guitarist can finger-pick and play a steady bass beat.
Bruce got a big smile on his face and turned back to keep talking with the professors.
He also came back the next year, but I couldn't make it. I had my own gig.
Knowing we shared that moment in time, knowing what bands and stages I left behind,
and seeing what my life had become, is the real reason I would start crying.
I still do. He uses some phase shifting and echo for his solo here, totally tasty.
And you really can't get a better introduction than this.
Bruce went to the Brazilian rain-forest as an environmental activist,
and when they told him about American intervention in Guatemala,
he went there and wrote this song.