As Canada's de facto rock bard, Gord Downie chronicled the country's mythology and idiosyncrasies in song. His Tragically Hip tunes couch his abstract lyrics in wide-reaching riffs, but as a solo artist, he carved out space for more offbeat, atmospheric fare: the shuffle and clang of “The East Wind”; the kitchen-sink rave-up “Pascal's Submarine”; the quivering moonglow serenade “Trick Rider,” with its shades of Patsy Cline. In precise, evocative poetry, Downie created gorgeous snapshots of shared identity, ones that inspire sing-alongs by campfires and in stadiums alike.