John Edwards

jeth.jpg, 9.1kBThis is just a little bit of the John Edwards story.
I was born and raised in Bourke in far western NSW. I grew up on the Bourke Reserve (Mission) on the edge of town and our backyard was the Darling River and surrounds.

As kids, we made our own fun, we would walk over to the old rubbish tip, make shanghais and fossick around, head on down to the weir (about 2 kms) and fish, swim and just have fun.

Our grandparents were drovers and spent the early days on the road, droving from south/west Queensland, out around Tibooburra and those far western areas. Dad's father, grandfather Alf, was a tall dark man with a deep voice and when he spoke, you listened. He'd chase me and my cousins on his horse with a stockwhip if we got out of line and played up. Discipline was good back then and it did me no harm at all. I got into trouble but nothing compared to what young people get up to nowadays.

Growing up on the old Reserve was very good, times were hard and our families did it tough - but you'd want for nothing - what we didn't have, we didn't need. Our dad worked whilst mum stayed home to look after us kids. Grandfather Jack (Mum's dad) had a little house on the Reserve and he'd ride to town on his push bike each day and bought stores to sell to folks on the Reserve.

My parents were both very talented musicians, as well as most all of their brothers and sisters. Dad played the guitar and entertained the whole family. Mum played the guitar and sang and often she would sing us to sleep in that old hut and we knew that we were safe.

The one thing that will always stick in my memory is sitting around at night on the Reserve listening to the old people tell stories and Dad, Mum, Uncles and Aunts singing around a campfire - if you've experienced this in your lifetime, then you'd know how passionate it is to me - oh, and old Grandfather Alf on the 'old squeeze box'(Accordion).

When we moved up town in the mid 70s, our great grandparents had an old house which we moved into. The big Apricot tree in the front yard was always a treasure - you could sit up there for hours and wag school or just chill out. I did all my schooling in Bourke before knocking around and doing seasonal work here and there a bit before settling down in 1983.

My wife, Lynda, and I have been together for around 27 years and we left Bourke in 1993 to be close to my Mum in Narromine. Lynda has been a solid rock behind our family - we've experienced the hardships, and I believe the good times are still ahead of us. Lynda was the one that initiated the album Family Singalong. I'd written some songs for the fun of it and she booked a recording session for me up at Coffs Harbour - the rest is history.

My two children are grown with children of their own. Eight grand kids certainly keep us busy - they surely put life into perspective. I enjoy singing around at home with them listening - they're a bit young at the moment to realise the importance of why I do this but hopefully they'll understand in years to come. I'm going to do my best to get them involved in singing.

Their parents can sing as well, but they don't express themselves too much. Lynda is also a very good singer and has her own Karaoke set up and we often do gigs in, and around the Narromine area - getting other people involved is what it's all about. I enjoy a lot of things outside work - obviously singing and writing songs, lawn bowls on most weekends is another love of mine and heading back to Bourke with a few mates on fishing trips - they always say, "Don't forget the guitar". I'm in the process of recording another album with my older brother, who records his own music and he is a very fine guitarist - so stay tuned. je1.jpg, 74kBje2.jpg, 69kB