Looking For A Place To Happen
The Tragically Hip Lyrics


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I've got a job, I explore, I follow every little whiff
And I want my life to smell like this
To find a place, an ancient race
The kind you'd like to gamble with
Where they'd stamp on burning bags of shit
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey
Wayward ho, away we go
It's a shame to leave this masterpiece
With it's gallery gods and it's garbage-bag trees
So I'll paint a scene, from memory,
So I'd know who murdered me
It's a vain pursuit, but it helps me to sleep
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey

Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey

Jacques Cartier, right this way
I'll put your coat up on the bed
Hey man you've got the real bum's eye for clothes
And come on in, sit right down,
No you're not the first to show
We've all been here since, God, who knows?
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey
Jacques Cartier, right this way
I'll put your coat up on the bed
You've got the real bum's eye for clothes




Come on in, sit right down,
We've all been here since, God, who knows?

Overall Meaning

The song "Looking for a Place to Happen" by The Tragically Hip is a song about a journey, both physical and metaphorical. The singer is searching for a place where life feels meaningful and fulfilling, a place that he can call home. He explores and follows every little scent in search of such a place, a place where an ancient race can be found to gamble with. The lyrics also make references to Jacques Cartier, a French explorer who claimed what is now Canada for France in the 16th century. The singer invites him in, along with other people who are also searching for a place to happen. The lyrics suggest that the journey is more about the search than the destination itself, as the singer is making stops along the way to explore and experience life.


The song is rich in imagery and metaphor. The line "to find a place, an ancient race, the kind you'd like to gamble with, where they'd stamp on burning bags of shit" describes the singer's desire for a place with a unique and exotic culture, where he can take risks and make something out of his life. The line "with its gallery gods and its garbage-bag trees" paints a vivid picture of a place that is both beautiful and industrialized, with the beauty of the natural world juxtaposed against the trash that is littering it. The singer's desire to paint a scene from memory, despite the futility of the pursuit, speaks to his need to make sense of the world and his place in it.


Line by Line Meaning

I've got a job, I explore, I follow every little whiff
I am employed, but my curiosity drives me to explore and investigate every opportunity


And I want my life to smell like this
I aim to make my life an interesting experience that leaves a positive lasting impression on those around me


To find a place, an ancient race
I am searching for a location of significant historical or cultural importance


The kind you'd like to gamble with
The location is inherently risky, but the potential rewards outweigh that risk


Where they'd stamp on burning bags of shit
The location is notorious for raucous, rowdy behavior and also the point at which my journey might start, or an experience that made an impression on me


Looking for a place to happen
I am in search of a defining moment or event that would make my life to become a story


Making stops along the way, hey
I won't find the place right away, but along the journey I am experiencing many different places


Wayward ho, away we go
I am ready to depart and start the search


It's a shame to leave this masterpiece
I am reluctant to leave my current location, which is perhaps a reference to something I'm giving up to begin the search


With it's gallery gods and it's garbage-bag trees
The present location is a place of contrasts - beauty and ugliness existing side by side


So I'll paint a scene, from memory,
I'll use my memories of the present location to capture it in a work of art


So I'd know who murdered me
The art I'm creating is a tribute to my current location so that I never forget its impact on me


It's a vain pursuit, but it helps me to sleep
Though it might seem pointless, creating art of this sort helps me to process my thoughts and emotions


Jacques Cartier, right this way
I'm alluding to the famous Canadian explorer, suggesting that my search might take me throughout Canada or across the world


I'll put your coat up on the bed
I'm welcoming someone, either real or imaginary, into my home


Hey man you've got the real bum's eye for clothes
Here, I'm complimenting the visitor's fashion sense


We've all been here since, God, who knows?
I'm speaking on behalf of those around me, suggesting that we've been waiting for this moment - this opportunity - for a long time




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Gordon Sinclair, Paul Langlois, Johnny Fay, Gordon Downie, Robert Baker

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Jarvis Hale

I've got a job, I explore, I follow every little whiff
And I want my life to smell like this
To find a place, an ancient race
The kind you'd like to gamble with
Where they'd stamp on burning bags of shit.
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way

Wayward ho! Away we go,
It's a shame to leave this masterpiece
With it's gallery gods and it's garbage-bag trees
So I'll paint a scene, from memory,
So I'd know who murdered me
It's a vain pursuit, but it helps me to sleep
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way

Jacques Cartier, right this way,
I'll put your coat up on the bed
Hey man you've got a real bum's eye for clothes
And come on in, sit right down,
No you're not the first to show
We've all been here since, God, who knows?
Looking for a place to happen,
Making stops along the way.



All comments from YouTube:

Jarvis Hale

I've got a job, I explore, I follow every little whiff
And I want my life to smell like this
To find a place, an ancient race
The kind you'd like to gamble with
Where they'd stamp on burning bags of shit.
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way

Wayward ho! Away we go,
It's a shame to leave this masterpiece
With it's gallery gods and it's garbage-bag trees
So I'll paint a scene, from memory,
So I'd know who murdered me
It's a vain pursuit, but it helps me to sleep
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way

Jacques Cartier, right this way,
I'll put your coat up on the bed
Hey man you've got a real bum's eye for clothes
And come on in, sit right down,
No you're not the first to show
We've all been here since, God, who knows?
Looking for a place to happen,
Making stops along the way.

Wesley Bradford

Fully Completely - my favourite Hip album. One of the few albums I enjoy from start to finish without having to skip songs. The cover art work makes me think of Mardi Gras in New Orleans!

Mark Alan

I remember when this record came out.....different producer and quite a bit 'harder' than the prior record so it took some getting used to.....definitely one of their best....incredible songs from start to finish.

Joseph Patrick Buckley

The Mark Alan From Richardson TX....?

K84

What a song, what an album, what a band - Hip fan from Ireland.

maluorno

I got the white album from 2012 in the bargain bin at Walmart. Scores!! What a find! I had no idea. Its pretty good.

xxxxenoxxx

ireland here too....love this band

leeland baker

Its incredible to see the hip popular in Ireland, i just thought it was popular in Canada and some parts of the US.

Arnott's Adventures

@leeland baker weak stab dude....not cool.

leeland baker

@Arnott's Adventures lol how?

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