CHRIS FORD
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*Tell us a story behind one of your songs*.
Two summers ago my brother and I took a road trip from Calgary down to Philadelphia, where our grandparents live. We left on July 1st and drove about 8 hours a day, so we saw America in the prime of its life: Fourth of July fireworks at Mount Rushmore, the tourist mecca of Wall Drug, the shockingly fertile space between the Missouri and the Mississippi rivers, the “Taste of Chicago” street festival, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, and of course the small towns we stayed in along the way. It was an eye-opening trip that felt like a real pilgrimage through the heartland. I couldn't believe what a great summer we had. When we were back in Edmonton for university that fall, I remember walking down Whyte Avenue and getting a phone call from my folks saying a friend of mine, Nathan Hornburg, was shot and killed in Afghanistan. That was just such a jolt, y'know? I skipped class the next day and sat there with my guitar thinking about how different two summers can be: here I had the time of my life, and there he had given his. So I ended up writing a song that morning called “All I Ever Want” about the different ways that expectation and excitement can shape our lives and change us.
*What do you listen to when you are at home?*
Whoo boy. I'm going through a huge Sufjan Stevens craze; I can't get enough of the guy. Here's someone who has something original to say about religion and life and he's got this challenging new type of folk music. Wilco is quickly becoming one of my favorite bands...my dad was telling me how he can't stand them because he can't get over Jeff Tweedy's vocals, but I say if you're like me and just getting into the music business, what better model for songwriting can you have than someone who has had years of success despite his voice?? I love artists that have some original sound to their voice or their music—Jeff Buckley, Raine Maida, Jeff Martin, U2, Bob Dylan, Elliot Smith, the Red Hot Chili Peppers, I love Crosby Stills and Nash's early stuff, Dead Can Dance, anything that challenges you as a listener and has some substance to the lyric.
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