Track of the Day – JJ Grey+Mofro – “Lochloosa”

It is a friday, again!, hours away from markets being shut for a good 48hr of peace for any global macro trader.

Below is a link for a fantastic track I discovered this morning on my walk to the bus stop, overlooking the ocean. It played on Spotify off of a suggestion from a best-in-kind friend, Felipe Mendonça, who I know is far from his home.

So, for the lovers of rock’n roll, for those that seek peace. Look for it at home, not elsewhere, fellas.

Nearly 4 years ago I moved back to hometown, where my family resides, where some great friends still are.

Despite today’s “networked world”, nothing beats close-encounters.

If I were you, today, I would call your parents and tell them you love them.

My 2-cents.

JJ Grey + Mofro – “Lochloosa” – Live Album

It’s all about home, man, you know. That’s where we’re all headed, where we want to be, wherever it may be. I was born and raised in Florida, just across a line, an imaginary line between there and here. But it’s all about having them places where you can just feel it, you can feel something come through, something shining through, something that takes you away from the world of problems, the world of worry, the world of care, you know.

And for me that little place is a place called Lochloosa, right there between Gainesville and Ocala, Florida. A place where you can leave all the bullshit behind for just a few minutes, you know, get in a boat maybe, sit on the bank, whatever you want to do, watch the sunset on the other side of the lake, take your boat out there and drop a hook over the side, maybe. You don’t even care if it’s baited at that point, man. Maybe get an ice cold beverage of choice, and forget about all the stuff that you gotta deal with when you leave there.
When you find that place, you hold onto it, you know, and somebody told me, “Well, you just go there to escape reality.” And then I thought about it for a minute and it was like, well, maybe I do go there to escape reality. But then I thought a little longer and I was like, “No, hoss, you got it backwards. I go there to get to reality, and get away from all these problems that I invent.”

So long live places like Lochloosa, and if you got it, you hold it and feel it every chance you get. This is a little song, a tribute to a place near where I live. May it stand like it is for as long as I’m alive and as long as it can, man. Hopefully, nobody will ever tear it down and put up a condominium. I don’t think so, nobody wants to live that far out . . . yet.

Homesick but it’s alright
Lochloosa is on my mind
She’s on my mind
I swear it’s ten thousand degrees in the shade
Lord have mercy knows – how much I love it
Every mosquito every rattlesnake
Every cane break – everything
Every alligator every blackwater swamp
Every freshwater spring – everything
All we need is one more goddamn developer
Tearing her heart out
All we need is one more Mickey Mouse
Another golf course another country club
Another gated community
Lord I need her
Lord I need her
And she’s going away
If my grandfather could see her now
He’d lay down and die
Cause every minute every second every hour
Every day – Lord she’s going away
Homesick but it’s alright
Lochloosa is on my mind
She’s on my mind


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