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Catch The Wind

He was huge in the 60s, at one point giving Bob Dylan a run for his money as the most popular folk artist of his time. Today is Donovan's birthday. He's 63. And here is one of his more thoughtful tunes, his first ever release in March 1965. It reached #4 in the UK and #23 in the US.

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Expat From Hell said…
This was by far my favorite song by Donovan. Thanks for posting this. Unfortunately, he probably made more money on "Mellow Yellow"!

EFH
nonamedufus said…
Expat: I hope it made more money than "I Like My Shirt"!
Babs-beetle said…
I saw Donovan live at a Folk festival, back in the early 70's. He was great! Brings back memories ;O)
nonamedufus said…
Babs: Musta been cool. Thanks for visiting!
ettarose said…
I finally made it over here. I love his music and want to also wish him a happy birthday.
nonamedufus said…
ettarose: Better late than never!

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