Sunday, 14 August 2011

Road Trip Reflections Pt II: Frost, Fatigue & FM Radio

Continuing some thoughts from the road, the second installment of last week's road tripping took in more of Vermont, then onto New Hampshire and eventually Maine. Things took an unexpected turn, as I tired of Spotify play lists for periods and resorted to *shock* - - *horror* - - FM radio....



Robert Frost Trail: Ripton, Vermont

Already tuned into aligning the mountainous scenery with appropriate music, journeying further south into Vermont led to the perfect alignment of poetry and panorama in the form of the Robert Frost Trail. Channeling the spirit of the beloved American poet and his penchant for the flora of the area, experiencing the landscape that so enchanted him, through his own words, furthered my exploration of the musical backing to this road trip. 


As with the previous post, here are some reflections from the journey:

  • FM radio still has a role to play in shaping musical tastes and discovery. It's ever present and, despite often lacking variety, wading into less familiar genres yields inevitable bonuses, such as this excellent driving tune from The Boss...


  • If you spin your own play lists ad infinitum in the first 48 hours of your road trip, it's entirely possible to become fatigued by your own tastes. A curious feeling.
  • Burlington Records in Vermont is one of the very finest places to buy vinyl. Bargains from $1 through to pristine classics at higher prices. Stop in and buy one.
  • Genres I hadn't much considered for hard driving shifts, such as calmer classic rock and indie-folk, very much have their place...assuming one can reign in the rallying tendencies around the winding roads and simply enjoy a calming drive towards bright sunshine and pastel blue skies.



  • Sometimes words alone are enough to evoke the same strong passions that music offers us so regularly. Frost's 'Nothing Gold Can Stay', printed in full below and on the trail photo above, being my case in point. 
  • New Hampshire doesn't welcome you...at least by way of jaunty road signs.
  • Trying a pint of Harpoon 10 Year UPA is an experience you will not regret.


"Nothing Gold Can Stay" 
~ Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

4 comments:

Melissa said...

Road trips are so much fun. Since you enjoyed listening to the fm radio while on the road, why don't you try to make it a little livelier and have a new york limo bus for your more exciting road trips. It's a little expensive but I bet you'll have more fun. Just to add up to your experiences.

Flights to lagos said...

I have always thought that librarians are a little bit like doctors, travel agents and professors all rolled into one. We all know that a great story can lift spirits, take you anywhere in the world you want to go and in any time period to boot, and the lessons you learn from a good book can buoy your own convictions and even change your life. Cheap Flights to Lagos

Flights to johannesburg said...

I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories, my knowledge of my mother would be faded and soft, with a few sharp memories standing out. Cheap Flights to Johannesburg

love sms,love text said...

“I hadn't gotten old enough yet to realize that living sends a person not into the future but back into the past, to childhood and before birth, finally, to commune with the dead. You get older, you puff on the stairs, you enter the body of your father. From there it's only a quick jump to your grandparents, and then before you know it you're time traveling. In this life we grow backwards. Love Sms , Love Text