Uploaded on Jun 22, 2009
Souvenirs - Dan Fogelberg
What does your second album, Souvenirs, represent to you?
"That was my L.A. days, running with The Eagles. They were all over that record, we were buddies and we were touring. The thing that I'm most proud of with that record is that it opened the door to the people I wanted to work with. And Joe Walsh got me Russ Kunkel. I always looked up to Russell immensely from his James Taylor and Carole King work. And I was just drooling to work with this guy. And Walsh just called him and he came down, and here I had him and Al Perkins from Manassas and Graham Nash came in. So I got to work with a lot of my heroes on that record. And it opened the door for me in L.A. as far as not just being the kid anymore, but being one of the guys. So I remember that one as a real good time ... probably way too good a time. It's a miracle we survived that record." (Dan Fogelberg) - Interview by Lydia Hutchinson
"Souvenirs" was written in California 1971 by greatest singer/songwriter Dan Fogelberg. It is the title song of "Souvenirs" album released 1974. Special thanks to River a.k.a Mariaglenn in helping me capture the true feeling of Dan. We know Dan was going through a difficult time when he wrote this song. It's one of the most moving songs ever written, I have to do it very carefully. Credit given to those photographers/artists for their beautiful art work creation. I dedicate this beautiful poetry song to all DanFan for your passions with Dan, may his music everlasting in our hearts! Dan, we thank you so much for this timeless souvenir....
Here is a poem that my lady sent down
Some morning while I was away
Wrote on the back of a leaf that she found
Somewhere around Monterey
And here is the key to a house far away
Where I used to live as a child
They tore down the building when I moved away
And left the key unreconciled
And down in the canyon the smoke starts to rise
It rides on the wind 'til it reaches your eyes
When faced with the past the strongest man cries...cries
And here is a sunrise to set on your sill
The ghosts of the dawn moving near
They pass through your sorrow and leave you quite still...
Sitting among souvenirs
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