Archive for Gary Pig Gold

A PIRATE’S TALE – Gary Pig Gold on launching his Favourite Conspiracy

Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 16, 2020 by segarini

As hard as it may be for us to recall all these decades later, the extremely late Eighties somehow found Dave “Rave” DesRoches touring his home and native land alongside ol’ highschool buds Teenage Head, extolling the second-hand virtues of carpet kissin’ Hawaiian beer-drinking parties… as the remainder of the music biz moved uncaringly along to George Michael, Guns N’ Roses n’ other such comparative pleasures. However – and this is a big, all-important However however – Dave had spent most every down-hour he could during those distant days squirreled away within the nearest quiet zone, creating a veritable treasure trove of words and music which, while wholly incompatible with his Teenage night job would serve him more than well when, as 1988 became 89, he began seriously considering stepping out upon his very own.

Continue reading

GARY, the PIG OF GOLD! – THE STOMP IS GONE

Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , on February 17, 2020 by segarini

“Yeah, right,” I remember so many of my American pals – musicians included! – asking me whenever push came to glove: “What the hell good ever came out of Canada?!!”

Well, besides the Quality Record-era Guess Who, SCTV, and of course Young Neil, for seventy-seven years there roamed across the Great Wide Northlands a man, a myth – dare I say a LEGEND who cast a long, black, yet somehow barely perceptible shadow over every guitar lasher who means a half hoot on either side of the dreaded U.S. / O Canada border. A man who possessed a wicked tongue, beaver-sharp mind, commanding left leg and, above all, a wit and wisdom before which few others dare even stand, let alone deserve to approach.

That man, that myth, and/or that legend was, and forever shall be…

Stompin’ Tom Connors.

Continue reading

GARY PIG GOLD with TEN YOU MAY HAVE MISSED In 2019

Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 13, 2020 by segarini

So even though Tarantino’s latest failed to put Paul Revere or his Raiders back up at the Toppermost of the Poppermost, and American Funnyman Neil Hamburger’s long-too-awaited Still Dwelling seems to have passed totally under the fryer, the Pig Player this past year was kept busy as always spinning, alphabetically as always…
Continue reading

Gary Pig Gold’s ENDLESS WINTER

Posted in life, music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , on December 9, 2019 by segarini

 

Well then! Your fearless columnist stayed up on line all night all last week, scouring the virtual globe as it were, asking anyone and everyone he surfed across out there that timeless and timely musical question:

“WHY WOULD YOU REALLY RATHER BE LISTENING TO THE BEACH BOYS THIS DECEMBER 25th?”

Continue reading

Gary Pig Gold – HIS NAME WAS LARRY

Posted in Interview, music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on November 4, 2019 by segarini

 

IRWIN CHUSID (author, Songs In The Key Of Z):

Outsider music is a slippery genre. It’s musicians who tend to be self-taught, untrained, working certainly way outside the channels of mainstream music. There are very important qualifications; they are sincere about it. They mean it. They’re not doing it to be funny. They’re not doing it to be outrageous. This is a sincere musical expression. Wild Man Fischer in many ways is a poster child for outsider music.

Continue reading

YRAG GIP DLOG – NAM DAED, NO EM NRUT

Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 14, 2019 by segarini

In the summer of 2005, a package arrived at the Hollywood offices of Highway 61 Entertainment from London with no return address. Inside were two mini-cassette tapes dated December 30, 1999 and labeled The Last Testament of George Harrison.

Continue reading

GARY PIG GOLD – LIVE PEACE NEAR TORONTO

Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , on September 9, 2019 by segarini

Saturday, September the 13th of 1969 broke particularly warm and bright over the blue suburban skies outside Toronto. As this was to be the day the drummer in my very first teenaged garage combo agreed to accompany me from Port Credit all the way into the Big City in order that I could buy my very first teenaged guitar. But! An electric one this time; the better to approximate the walls of sound on our bass player’s “Summertime Blues” record …Blue Cheer version, that is.

Continue reading