Well now... living in "The Pine Tree State" of Maine, the love of fell supports our economy. As a wee lad, 3 of my uncles had their own barber-shops up in Caribou, extreme northern Maine. Mom would always give me money for my haircuts, and, of course, mom's brothers would never take any, and I'd have to return it.
Uncle Eddie had really cool WWII memorabilia, mortars, German and US hand-grenades, etc. He would take me fishing and spin yarns about the Frenchmen and Swedes (a nearby community) who had spent the winter in rough logging camps and the challenge of dealing with the "living critters" such a lifestyle engenders when it came time to clean-up in the spring...head lice, et al.
To somehow tie this in with audio, my brothers and cousins on both sides were singers and musicians, 2 going on to make their living that way...Cousin Ron drummed with Little Feat in California and Delcia led a woman's band. Me, always the designated listener. Saturday nights at their potato farmhouse, live music was the order of the day... a sound I'm still chasing! More Peace! Pin
