I’ve recently been reunited with my vinyl collection. Over 3000 LPs of CanCon-only vintage that I’ve been collecting since around 1980; prior to that I was your average music lover with anything and everything that fell under the guise of popular music – no matter the country.
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JAIMIE VERNON – POLY VINYL CHLORIDE, SLIGHT RETURN
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Albums, Annihilator, Beatles, Bob Segarini, Canadian Music Vinyl, Canadian Pop Music Encyclopedias, CD, Craigslist, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, eBay, Gemm, hipsters, ipod, Jaimie Vernon, Kijiji, Lake Ontario Vinyl Collectors Community, Led Zeppelin, LPs, Millennials, Moon Records, Musicstack, Ozzy Osbourne, Queen, Rate Your Music, record collector shows, Records, Rush, saltines, Spotify on December 5, 2015 by segariniJAIMIE VERNON – SO MUCH MUSIC, SO LITTLE TIME
Posted in Opinion with tags Apple, Bay City Rollers, Bob Segarini, Canadian content, Canadian Music, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Elvis Presley, fanclubs, Feist, Garage Band, Hillside Singers, iPad, ipod, iPod Nano, Jaimie Vernon, Jet, Lee's Palace, music fans, music format, music listeners, music lovers, New Seekers, Red Wanting Blue, sam the record man, The Beatles, The Trews, U2, Vintage Trouble on October 4, 2014 by segariniBack at the turn of the Millennium (which was 14 years ago!) I worked at Sam The Record Man’s flagship store at 347 Yonge Street on the third floor. I was the content editor of their fledgling on-line shopping store. It was my job to review the newest releases coming in from the record labels – most specifically Canadian content. I had been hired to deal with CanCon due to my online presence with the Canadian Pop Music Encyclopedia. It was usually kept to a few dozen albums. It was a dream job.
Cameron Carpenter: The ABC’s Of Rock – iCame, iSaw, iPod
Posted in Opinion with tags Cameron Carpenter, CDs, DATman, DBAWIS, Discman, Don't Believe a Word I Say, ipod, jambox, mp3s, music, Shanghai Cowgirl on July 12, 2012 by segariniI don’t remember exactly the first time I heard a compact disc but I imagine it was in the offices of Quality Records on Birchmount Road. I have vague recollections of a boardroom meeting where we saw and heard what the compact disc was all about. I was easily impressed. We were told the sound was pristine, they would last forever and they would never skip. Ultimately none of this was true but it still felt like a giant leap in to the future.