In addition to writing lyrics in his hometown on the outskirts of a small village, Mercy John has spent some time writing songs in Nashville, Tennessee. ‘Maybe the place where I grew up is good soil for Dutch Americana’, says John, born on the day that The Netherlands was hit by the toughest blizzard in the history of the country. Having been raised in the middle of the Dutch no-man’s-land, he gives a glimpse of his formative years: ‘…my entire childhood I watched out over the fields. I was raised, rather protected, far from the big world outside. With lot's of time and space to play music, by the age of twelve, I was already rehearsing with a band in one of the barns.’
The remote and protected environment of Mercy John’s childhood experiences instilled within him a sense of wanderlust - a dream of engaging with the unknown and unfamiliar, a yearning for adventure in the world beyond his immediate horizon. Yet now that he is older, he has come to realise that home is where the heart is, and that the world is perhaps too complex to ever fully comprehend.