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The Retro Modernist

Devon Sproule
Photo: Judith Burrows
Devon and her husband do not co-write, though he is undeniably present in her work, as in a catchy new country number Don’t Hurry For Heaven which, she describes as, “probably the most straightforward language-wise of songs I’ve written recently”:

I don’t believe that you should believe in heaven anymore/The way that you’re going, I’m afraid of you floating away/And if it’s forever, then you’ve got forever to get there/Don’t hurry for heaven while I’m taking care of you here.

Baby, you’ve got a body worth more than it’s lot of admiring/I’m talking studies and statues; I’ve not found a match for you yet/But if you keep on living like you’ve been living, darling, who’s to say?/Don’t hurry for heaven, my darling, don’t hurry away.

Tell it on the mountain/Tell it cross the sea, boy/Tell ‘em all you’re coming home to me.

Well I’ve heard the curves of a guitar are like the curves of a woman/And you can tell a true player by his want to get better, they say/So if you love me even half as much as you love your old Martin/You should be practicing on me just about every day! (from Don’t Hurry For Heaven, Devon Sproule, 2007.)

Refusing more coffee, she says: “The idea that my husband believes in heaven is a deep one for me, because I don’t. That song is all about the difference in how we take care of our bodies, or how I take care of both of our bodies and how I tie that in to his spirituality and not being afraid to die and not valuing his body as much. I guess I’m trying to find my place as his wife and taking care of him and as someone who respects his beliefs and his creative process that is so different from mine.”


fRom fRoots 289, July 2007

 

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