It's crazy that a Canadian band can make the most Midwestern song I ever heard, with the possible exception of The Killigan's version of The Cornhusker. Great song.
Played this for my wife after her folks 50th(!) wedding anniversary. She's happy she found somebody who loves polka. So we got that going for us...
My great-uncle Henry would heartily approve. He was a Black Sea German (from Kassel / Komarivka, Ukraine) with a lifelong accordion habit. Thank you for keeping the music alive.
A lovely song that, I must confess, makes me weepy every time. Puts me in mind of my own losses (it's been rough times for all, eh?), but in a cathartic kind of way? Thanks for that.
Ah yer welcome eh. Sorry to hear about your own losses. We promise nothing on the next album is going to make anyone cry (ehm, unless it's because it really sucks)
I loved this song from the beginning because it reminded me of my grandparents, weddings that "didn't count if we don't polka", polka masses growing up (the polka stuck, the catholicism didn't) and the stories my grandma would tell about polka parties when she was a teenager. But today I found out Grandma's in the hospital with pneumonia from COVID, and listening to it is bringing me great comfort.
It's crazy that a Canadian band can make the most Midwestern song I ever heard, with the possible exception of The Killigan's version of The Cornhusker. Great song.
Played this for my wife after her folks 50th(!) wedding anniversary. She's happy she found somebody who loves polka. So we got that going for us...
My great-uncle Henry would heartily approve. He was a Black Sea German (from Kassel / Komarivka, Ukraine) with a lifelong accordion habit. Thank you for keeping the music alive.
A lovely song that, I must confess, makes me weepy every time. Puts me in mind of my own losses (it's been rough times for all, eh?), but in a cathartic kind of way? Thanks for that.
Ah yer welcome eh. Sorry to hear about your own losses. We promise nothing on the next album is going to make anyone cry (ehm, unless it's because it really sucks)
I loved this song from the beginning because it reminded me of my grandparents, weddings that "didn't count if we don't polka", polka masses growing up (the polka stuck, the catholicism didn't) and the stories my grandma would tell about polka parties when she was a teenager. But today I found out Grandma's in the hospital with pneumonia from COVID, and listening to it is bringing me great comfort.
So sorry to hear that. There are so many Polka warriors out there who brought such life to the music. Here's hoping for a speedy recovery!