Globe And Mail
Part Dock Boggs, part Walt Whitman and part aphorism-peddler is Old Man Luedecke, a hillside Nova Scotia songster who gently plays a banjo, turns phrases awfully well, falls down and picks himself up again. Because he has a gift for finding good-natured melodies and the flipsides to "thoughts so dire," he'll be fine when things Ain't Goin My Way, a hoedown tune from his third album, Proof of Love. And he'll be okay - we'll be okay - as long as a singalong Big Group Breakfast can be a version of Nirvana, and, as he assures on the plucky, resolute Just Like a River, our fears and darkness can be left behind when we "sing these songs." Old Man Luedecke, sing on - we'll follow.