So this isn’t the best song I’ve ever written. But it’s the best song I wrote this week about a hermit. You can read all about the real North Pond Hermit HERE.
I’m a newspaper man by trade. I deal with facts and truth. But I’m also a lover of folk songs, ballads and legends. Ballads, sung by folks, passed around, changed here and there were the newspapers of their day. It only seemed fitting that this man, who has captured the imaginations of a whole state, get his own ballad. I didn’t work very long or very hard at this. It just kind of fell out onto the table.