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Rock the Boat

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Webb believes that if you want to reach your dreams, you have to live life loud. Bring the roof down. Rock the boat. Make sure that when you look back, you have no regrets. But when a shady music producer steals one of Webb’s songs, Webb finds out how hard it is for a kid on his own in Nashville to get justice. With the help of an unlikely ally, Webb discovers that he has what it takes to succeed: talent, determination and some good friends.
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Rock theBoaT Sigmund Brouwer
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Copyright ©2015Sigmund Brouwer
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Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication
Brouwer, Sigmund,1959, author Rock the boat / Sigmund Brouwer. (Orca limelights)
Issued in print and electronic formats. isbn 9781459804555 (pbk.).—isbn 9781459804562 (pdf).— isbn 9781459804579(epub)
I. Title. II. Series: Orca limelights ps8553.r68467r63 2015jc813'.54 c20149066007  c20149066015
First published in the United States,2015 Library of Congress Control Number:2014951650
Summary:Webb thinks he has what it takes to make it in Nashville, but one shady music producer may have the power to crush Webb’s dreams. Orca Book Publishers gratefully acknowledges the support for its publishing programs provided by the following agencies: the Government of Canada through the Canada Book Fund and the Canada Council for the Arts, and the Province of British Columbia through the BC Arts Council and the Book Publishing Tax Credit.
Cover design by Rachel Page Cover photography by Corbis Images
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To te real JIm Webb—you rock!
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ebb was desperae o come up wî some W grea yrîcs. he dark aIr felt lIke sweet clover. No. he dark aIr tasted lIke sweet clover. No. Neîer o ose îmages was rîg. He wasn’ sure wy. he verbs maybe?Felta was useess word. How abouhe dark aIr enveloped Im lIke sweet clover? Nope. ï wasn’ e verb’s au. Okay,envelopedwasn’ a grea, bu î was e swee-cover comparîson a ur e prase. And maybe î soud bedarknIgtaIr, becausedark aIrîse dîdn’ convey e same emoîona by one. Ge su în a cose and you’re în dark aîr. Dark, dry, sae aîr. No a a îke e sî nîg
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aîr a surrounded îm as e sa on e deck o e ouseboa în a awn caîr wî rayed nyon sraps a ad sreced wî age. Hîs buT was ony a coupe o înces rom e deck, bu e wasn’ goîng o wrîe yrîcs abou a. So ere e was, jus beore mîdnîg on a Monday nîg, sîTîng în a saggy awn caîr în aîr a was eavy wî umîdîy and may or may no ave e or ased îke swee cover. He sook îs ead and roed îs eyes, mockîng îmse and îs ceesy sab a e begînnîng yrîcs o a song. He reaced over o a pae on a nearby awn caîr and grabbed a cunk o waermeon, eîng îmse o enjoy e momen însead o ryîngo Ind a way o express ow e momen made îm ee. He ad no probem admîîng a e e amazîng. Mos nîgs e sa în e same awn caîr în e same spo în e same soîude, ookîng roug a gap în e rocks a ed ou o e deep brown waers o e Cumberand Rîver.Wen î raîned, e sa under a bîg umbrea. he ouseboa was moored în a sma arbor cu îno e banks o e rîver. Abou ree mîes
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downsream was downown Nasvîe, and wen e occasîona barge passed by, e oug abou e crew’s îrs vîew o e cîy skyîne and wondered î e sîg o î made em as brea-ess as î dîd Webb. Even ater beîng în Nasvîe or weeks. Nasvîe. Webb oug î woud be preTy coo î e coud go back în îme and vîsî e kîd e was a îreen—a kîd payîng e same J-45 Gîbson acousîc guîar or e same reasons Webb payed î now. o ge os în e rus o musîc. o eee scrape o e pîck agaîns nyon and see, e pressure o caused Ingerîps agaîns e res, odîng a cord e perec eng o îme and eTîng e noe o a cord med îno e nex. e dîerence was a îreen-year-od Webb coud ony dream abou Nasvîe. Seveneen-year-od Webb was ere. Webb bî îno e waermeon and dîdn’ care a juîce drîbbed down ono îs -sîr.He was înkîng abou casîng dreams. here was a song în a. Bu î ad been done a mîîon îmes. So e bîg quesîon was, coud e wrîe a
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ook exceen enoug o jusîy ye anoer song abou kîds wo yearn or bîgger îngs? ï wasn’ jus e sî, scened aîr a made îs momen amazîng: î was e moon. Webb ad been on e upper deck o e ouseboa on dozens o nîgs, bu îs was e Irs îme e moon ad rîsen rîg în e gap în e rocks a ed o e rîver. ï was kînd o îke Soneenge, e reaîzed. Mysîca. Warm nîg aîr. Cîrpîng crîckes. he sap o îny waves agaîns e ouseboa. Sîg swayîng o e awn caîr as e waer craded e boa. he ase o waermeon juîce dryîng on îs îps. he aoneness a was bîgger an oneîness. Wî a bîg, îmeess moon creepîng upward rom e rîver, sowy puîng away rom îs relec-îon on e waer as î even e moon was reuc-an o eave Nasvîe and a a î promîsed. Webb waced e moon and knew e’d never orge îs eeîng. A swe o rîver waer came rom wa seemed îke nowere, and e ouseboa began o rock. ha remînded îm o a e îmes e’d earde prase “don’ rock e boa.” Lîke î was a bad
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îng o rock e boa. Because everyone waned e boa o be sae and sabe and predîcabe. We, Webb oug, e woudn’ be ere în îs momen î e adn’ been prepared o rock e boa. he momen e was îvîng was one e’d remember wen e was an od man. He dîdn’ wan o ook back wîsîng e’d— hen e ad î.LIve In te moment. he woe swee-cover îng wasn’ workîng ony because elyrIcswere bad. he îdea beînd e song dîdn’ work. Someîmes you ad o ry someîng a dîdn’ work o Ind someîng a dîd. You ad o rock e boa. Lîve îe oud. Brîng e roo down. Wak e îg wîre. No ook back and regre wa you dîdn’ ry. ï wasn’ a new concep or a song, bu a res way o presenîng î began o unod în îs ead. He scrambed o grab îs guîar, because e coud aready ear e meody o go wî e yrîcs a umbed roug îs braîn.
You ave to know we’re gonna walk te  Ig wIre Maybe playIng wIt some ot ire We spell our names lIke trouble
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But you know we’re gonna love It. Yea, we’re gonna rock te boat hat’s te only way to know We’re gonna ave to rock te boat Yea, tat’s te only way to go.
An our aer, ong aer e moon ad cîmbed o e cener o e sky, Webb ad Inîsed e enîre song. He dîdn’ need o wrîe î down. He knew every word and every noe. And e grea abou î. A eeîng a dîdn’ even as unî noon on uesday.
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