Tom Cochrane has been making noise that Take It Home, his 13th studio album, might be his last. At 61-years old, apparently Cochrane thinks it may be time to hang them up.
That would be too bad.
Take it Home is Cochrane’s 6th album since he dropped the Red Rider billing, and it’s a solid album. Cochrane is a songwriter first, and his writing doesn’t let him down. While there may be no Life is a Highway or Big League in the collection, Sunday Afternoon Hang and Country Girls Never Get Old are close enough for 2015.
Take it Home is, in reality, a basic Tom Cochrane album. There’s no shocks here, no breakout songs. Just well crafted songs in the rock vein, with hints of folk and country sprinkled throughout. It’s what Cochrane has always done. If you’ve liked Tom Cochrane’s previous work, then you’ll find Take It Home is a decent album.
It turns out I’ve been married for 20 years. Seems strange that someone so young, fit and with such a nice full head of hair could be old enough to be married so long, but I have been. And lady Hespeler, who honestly looks the same as when I met her, how she could be married 20 years is beyond my limited imagination. Where does the time go anyway?
For our anniversary, we are off to Paris for a celebration in style (or a holiday on the cheap – your choice). (**warning: if you are thinking, “oh good, now I can go and rob the Hespeler towers,” think again. I have left an attack mother-in-law behind. Seriously, you want to wait until I get back).
As my anniversary gift, the Lady Hespeler got me a pair of tickets to see Jimmy Buffet when he rolls into Toronto. In honour of Jimmy Buffet and Paris, here is “He Went to Paris.”
I used to sing my daughter to sleep with that song, followed by Tom Cochrane’s Avenue A:
You know, the daughter would love to go to Juilliard (and Paris). Makes you wonder how much they absorb.
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