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Roxanne Tellier: CMW 2015 … And So It Begins

Posted in Opinion with tags Annette Shaffer, Ault Sisters, Ben Walker, Blue Rodeo, Bob Dylan, Bob Segarini, Brian Eno, Brian Hyland, Cameron House, Cherish Stevenson, Cherry Cola's, Cleave Anderson, CMW, Crazy Mary, Daniel Lanois, David Celia, DBAWIS, Diamond Club, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Emilia, Emmylou Harris, Fergus Hambleton, Gate 403, Gerry Young, Grant Avenue Studio, Great Hall, Greater Toronto Area, Horseshoe, Hugh's Room, Jaimie Vernon, Kevin Quain, Neil Young, NPR Music, Pat Blythe, Patrick Brealey, Peter Gabriel, Rocco Deluca, Roxanne Tellier, Sheraton, Smoking, The Mad Bastards, Tim Jackson, Tiny Desk Concert, Toronto, Tranzac, TTC, U2, Union Station, Wayne Smith on May 3, 2015 by segarini

Finally, after a long, cold winter, I’m coming up for airto a bright spring promisinga musical overload. Perfect weather, indeed, for enjoying Fergus Hambleton at Hugh’s Room on Wednesday, where he showcased his sunny signature sound and new CD “Written on the Wind. “

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Frank Gutch Jr: Bobby Singh— Photo-Chronicling Toronto’s Music Scene; Shari Ulrich & Julia Graff— It’s a Family Thing; A Trifecta of Concept Albums; and Notes…..

Posted in Opinion with tags 000 Watts, A&M Records, Alcoholic Faith Mission, Bob Segarini, Bobby Singh, Bonsai, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Emmylou Harris, Everywhere I Go, Frank Gutch Jr., Front of House Photography, hannah gillespie, Henry Diltz, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Jaimie Vernon, Johnny Cash, Julia Graff, july talk, Levon Helm, music videos, Nightmare @ 20, Paul Kennerley, Phosphorescent, Records, Roseanne Cash, Shannon Curtis, Shari Ulrich, Simone Elyse Stevens, The Legend of Jesse James, The Pretty Reckless, Waylon Jennings, White Mansions on May 20, 2014 by segarini

Shari Ulrich, in her latest blog, talks about the future from a perspective of the past, her point being that she had not even an inkling of what was to happen while it was even happening. To live in the present is, in essence, to live in the future because time has no on and off buttons. Every second we live is another second into the future and another second away from the past. We experience it on an ongoing basis, the seconds ticking away into minutes and then hours and then days and then weeks until we are at a point we stop (though it never really stops) and look back, wiping our brows and wondering, where did it all go? And wish that we had maybe paid more attention.