Its rare that I attend a concert that I wish would never end, but last nights performance of Finest Kind at the Freight & Salvage Coffeehouse in Berkeley was one of those. Ive been a fan ever since I first heard them sing No More Fish, No Fishermen on the radio, years ago (and immediately got the CD), but this is the first time I heard them in person. It was also their first time to perform in Berkeley; they said theyd be back. Heres a YouTube clip of them doing No More Fish... (still one of my favorites) ... https://youtube/watch?v=NX6dJgmof0E ... Out along the harbour reach Boats stand dried up on the beach Ghost-like in the early dawn Empty, now the fish are gone. What will become of people now? Try to build a life somehow Hard, hard times are back again No more fish, no fishermen. No more shoppers in the stores Since the fish plant closed its doors Men who walked a trawlers decks Now line up for welfare cheques. Theres big For Sale signs everywhere Pockets empty, cupboards bare See it on the news at ten No more fish, no fishermen. Once from Ship Cove to Cape Race Port aux Basques to Harbour Grace Newfoundlanders fished for cod Owing merchants, trusting God. They filled their dories twice a day They fished their poor sweet lives away They could not imagine then No more fish, no fishermen. Back before the Second War We could catch our fish inshore Boats were small and gear was rough We caught fish, but left enough. And now theres no more fish because The trawler fleets took all there was We could see it coming then No more fish, no fishermen. Farewell now to stage and flake Get out for the childrens sake Leave all friends and kin behind Take whatever job you find. Theres some that say things arent so black They say the fish will all come back Wholl be here to catch them then? No more fish, no fishermen.
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 20:36:31 +0000
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