Three Fishers
âMany to keepâ

âBut Men Must Work and Women Must Weepâ (1883), by Walter Langley (1852-1922) image (c) Birmingham Museums and Art Gallery
This wonât surprise long term readers, but Iâve concluded I have an excessive attachment to tragedy, as an art form. I also have a certain vicarious nostalgia for lost ways of life that I was never a part of: rural fishing villages, small towns, the rock concert scene of the late 70s. We all have our analogues, I suppose, for remembered/imagined places like the Muhlenburg County of John Prineâs song âParadise.â
I discovered Stan Rogersâs music a little over 20 years ago, although I later realized I had heard a few of his songs as a teenager on the radio and on tapes made by others. I knew some of the songs then, but not who sang them. When I picked up Home in Halifax for the first time, Rogersâs legend and his music captured my musical imagination.
As I rapidly finished collecting all of Rogersâs CDs, I picked up his For the Family, which was described as a collection of family favorites, written by others, drawing from his heritage in the Maritimes. Although Rogers was born and raised in Ontario, his extended familyâs real home was in Nova Scotia, and he spoke and sang from the heart of his close emotional connection to the lives lived along the Chedabucto shore. âThree Fishersâ feels like a progenitor of the songs Rogers wrote about those lives.
âThree Fishersâ started as a poem by English clergyman Charles Kingsley in the 19th century. Whether the poem or the earlier versions of it as a folk song actually was a family favorite, its thematic echoes in other Stan Rogers songs like âThe Jeannie C.â and âMake and Break Harbourâ are clear to hear. It bears the marks of a song from an earlier age, but tells a story all too familiar to those who made their living in fishing boats in the Maritimes of Rogersâs remembrance and imagination.
On For the Family, âThree Fishersâ begins with gentle guitar arpeggios, soon followed by Rogersâs sonorous baritone. Fellow Canadian musician Nancy White once described as Rogersâs voice as âa voice you could take a bath in.â He sings the songâs tale of three fishermen who go out to sea at sunset, get caught up in a sudden and violent storm, and drown at sea; their corpses washing ashore at dawn.
(Lyrics below)
Rogersâs younger brother, Garnet Rogers, adds an echoing fiddle in accompaniment on the recording, first in a break, and then soaring along behind his brotherâs rich voice. Garnet arranged âThree Fishersâ for the album, and his arrangement stands, over thirty years later, as more influential than the original for recent recordings of the song. He describes this recordingâs origins in the liner notes for For the Family: âStan brought this poem to rehearsal one day with the idea that we could work it into an accapella [sic] tune. I perverted his fragment of melody to my own ends and added the Jimi Hendrix violin.â
Rogers recorded the tracks for For the Family in October 1982. As the album was nearing release, he traveled the folk circuit, playing at festivals, clubs, and concert halls. In the liner notes for Rogersâs From Fresh Water (also released posthumously), Emily Friedman writes that âHe was always on the road, pursuing his dream of establishing an international identity for Canadian songwriting. It was a dream fulfilled, through his constant touring, dynamic performances, and brilliant songs.â
Returning home from the Kerrville Folk Festival on June 2, 1983, he was on Air Canada flight 797 from Dallas to Toronto. An in-flight electrical fire began in the planeâs washroom, spreading toxic smoke through the cabin. The fire forced an emergency landing at the Cincinnati airport in Hebron, Kentucky. Stan Rogers was among the 23 people who died as passengers and crew evacuated the plane on the ground. As Garnet Rogers wrote for the liner notes of For the Family, âWe lost him in mid-stride of a career that was seemingly just starting to take off.â He was 33.
Although his work was nowhere near as dangerous as the fisherman, farmers, and other laborers about whom he sang, that Stan Rogers passed away in the course of the demanding travel schedule created by his work also nudged me to write about this song for this Labor Day post. Kate Wolfâs musical tribute to Rogers, the song âAll He Ever Saw Was You,â contains the lines âThe candleâs burning at both ends, itâs burning in the middle. Thereâs no time to stop between the guitar and the fiddle.â She sings of Rogersâs drive to do his work in front of audiences across the continent, but also the constant calls of home, and the sense that there was ânever enough time.â I actually knew of Eric Bogleâs tribute to Rogers, âSafe in the Harbour,â long before I knew it was inspired by Rogers, or even knew of Rogersâs work at all. It too is a fitting nautical elegy for the Rogersâs own type of working voyage, now âsafe in the harbour at last.â
âThree Fishersâ is on its face a lament for those lost to dangerous work, and a call to sympathy with the dangers workers face. It is also implicitly a reflection on workâs sacrifices even for those in more genteel stations. A subtle resonance between the positions of artist and worker is not far from where the song began its life. I wanted to place the Rogers recording in that context, which has the added virtue of showing how this song was itself able to ârise again,â through the talents of three men named Rogers.