This is one of those songs that has taken a while to grow on me. I like Mike tunes as much as the next guy but I don’t immediately fall in love with any song he writes… sometimes they are a bit too quirky for my tastes. Nevertheless I’ll take a Mike tune over 95% of the music out there… in anycase I have really taken to this song as a bit of masterful song writing… not that I know anything about song writing.
Its multi-textural groove, shifts in tempo, structure, color, flavor… stream of undertones and pleasing melody keeps drawing me back in like a moth to a flame. I used to skip this tune when listening to Joy but lately have found it the song I care to listen to more than others. The lyrics are as textured and undertoned as the music and for some reason living in an area that has it’s fair share of sugar shacks lends to the overall appreciation of the song. I’ve visited a few and watched the syrup being made and it is a bit of a retreat for the sugar makers and its usefulness only comes round but once a year… there is something so rustic about the whole affair that Mike puts into song very well. In the end I find the song a rich, colorful tapestry of sound and thought… makes me want to eat some maple syrup.