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Roxanne Tellier – On The Occasion of Robert Segarini’s Birthday

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Started writing these reminiscing’s on Friday morning, as the world awoke to the dawning of our Fearless Leaders 70th year on the planet. Trying to finish writing them while still nursing the remnants of a hangover, 48 hours after the Birthday Boy’s bash.

For Friends of Bob (aka … FOB’s)

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JAIMIE VERNON – WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 10, 2015 by segarini

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Hey, faithful readers. Welcome back to a new year and a new blog for 2015. The hope of our illustrious leader, Mr. Segarini, was that the DBAWIS Writers Guild might come up with ‘best of’ lists for 2014 to ease us into the new year. Alas, I’ve got nothing.

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Roxanne Tellier: My Toronto – Part Two

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january roxanneToronto was a different place in the late 1970’s and early eighties. Although it’s easy to look back with rose coloured glasses, it was, in fact, a watershed time for Toronto musicians. Everywhere you turned, you were surrounded by outstanding music, made by dedicated and very talented players, who enjoyed the freedom to create their art, and make a living at the same time.

 

 

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JAIMIE VERNON – DEMICS & DIODES & DISHES, OH MY!

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 11, 2013 by segarini

Promo Shot_Twilight Zone_thumbAt the beginning of May I released my fourth book – ‘Life’s A Canadian (Punk) Rock – Who Wants Guns?: The Swindled Story (1973-1983)’ Check it out here.

In it I discuss my formative musical years and how an innocuous friendship with a high school punk took me on a two year roller coaster ride through the 2nd Wave of the Toronto punk scene as alleged guitarist in hardcore act Swindled. I had previously run the chapters as blog entries in Don’t Believe A Word I Say back in 2010. The band reunited in 2011 with the ever professional Cleave Anderson on drums, we recorded our long awaited debut album (only 30 years in the making) and everyone lived happily ever after. That chapter is the epilogue in the book.

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