As Glenn Frey once said, “The Heat Is On.” We’re in fake spring right now and the dog turd landmines have begun to thaw while kiddies on bicycles and joggers are out in full force. I expect that some are listening to music while fitting their bits. Below is a whole new batch of Canadiana filling earbuds and smart speakers everywhere.
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GWNtertainment #11 by Jaimie Vernon
Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags Al Qahwa, April, Art Bergmann, Avry, Big Wreck, Bob Segarini, Brian Asha, Brian Blain, Canadian Music, Cowboy Junkies, Craig Cardiff, Dahmhnail Doyle, Dave Bowler, Dave Rave, Dayna Manning, DBAWIS, Death Of A Ladies Man, Domenic Troiano, Don't Believe A Word I Saw, Earth Day, Frank Troiano, GWNtertainment, Jaimie Vernon, Jake Tapper, Kat Goldman, Kurt Chaboyer, Leonard Cohen, Mark Doble, Molly Johnson, Nelson Sobral, New Yank Yorkies, Nic Dyson, Oakville Performing Arts Centre, Saga, Samantha Schultz, Samways, Sauga City Music Conference, Serena Ryder, Sonic Unyon Records, Startigrade, Supercrawl, Tara MacLean, The Second Responders, Whitehorse, Wild Rose County on March 29, 2021 by segariniJAIMIE VERNON – I DO THE ROCK
Posted in Opinion with tags AC/DC, Ace Frehley, Big Sugar, Big Wreck, Bob Rock, Bob Segarini, Canadian Music, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Eddie Van Halen, Extreme, Gene Simmons, Goddo, Greg Godovitz, Guns 'n' Roses, hard rock, Helix, Jaimie Vernon, Joe Satriani, Judas Priest, Kiss, Metallica, Motley Crue, Moving Targetz, Paul Stanley, Red Dragon Cartel, Rival Sons, Rock, Rock and Roll, rock music, Scorpions, The Trews, Three Quarter Stone, Van Halen, Yngwie Malmsteen on November 8, 2014 by segarini
Jaimie Does the Rock
JAIMIE VERNON – A NEW MUSIC WARDROBE
Posted in Opinion with tags AWOLNation, Big Wreck, Black Keys, Bob Segarini, Canadian Music, Classic Rock Magazine, Clutch, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Jaimie Vernon, Monster Truck, Rival Sons, Sheepdogs, Taylor Swift, Terry Draper, The Enemy, The Respectables, The Rolling Stones, The Trews, The Who on May 17, 2014 by segarini
I’ve done previous columns about the vacuous business that has become nostalgia-peddling so I have no interest in rehashing that…but I’m fascinated by the idea that people cling to it so desperately. The Boomer Generation has become really good at criticizing the newest trends in music but cannot shine the mirror back on their own sacred cows and say, in all honesty, “Hey, wait a minute. I’m getting half as much entertainment value as I used to at triple the price.” Folks would rather see (and hear) a simulation of The Who’s former selves with its surviving members doing the 32nd anniversary tour of their final show in various stages of disability (Townshend’s deafness and Daltrey’s failing vocal range) for $500 than something new and organic for $10 at the local pub. They’d rather watch the decrepit mummified remains of The Rolling Stones trot out predictable, laughable, cartoonish interpretations of their own back catalog and pay 10x the price for the insult because they copped their first boobie feel during ‘Angie’ in the 1970s.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 