I was overwhelmed with what CMW had to offer. So much to see and do, so many contacts to make, so much to learn and waaaay too many clubs to hit. Impossible in ten days but we all do our very best.
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Pat Blythe: CMW — Over and Out Part 2 – Until We Meet Again
Posted in Opinion with tags (We're All) Juvenile Delinquent, Al Mair, Alana Yorke, Billy Mann, Bob Segarini, Bonnie Fedrau, Buddy Guy, Cam Carpenter, Canadian Musician, Care Failure, Charlie Presburg, Charlotte Kemp Muhl, Chef Live, Christopher Blythe, DBAWIS, Die Mannequin, Donny Blais, eOne Music Canada, Fat White Family, Frank Tiefenback, Fry's, Fryfolgles, Gab Sid, Ghost Of A Saber Tooth Tiger, Gibson Artist Showroom, GigSalad, Gladys Knight, Gloryhound, GOASTT, Greg Simpson, Horseshoe Tavern, Howlin’ Wolf, Ian Janes, Images in Vogue, J.C. Sandoval, Jay Sparrow, John Lennon, Levon Helm, Midnight Sun, Muddy Waters, Music Nova Scotia, Neil Carson, Newcap Radio, Peter Montreuil, Phil Taylor, rancho relaxo, Richard Julien, Rivoli, Roxanne Tellier, Savannah, Sean Lennon, Secret Broadcast, segarini, Segarini Band, Seneca College, Sheraton, Steph Mercier, Steve Jones, The Picture Taker, tiki lounge, Tom Williams, Turn Down The World, VIP Bookings, Xprime, Yoko Ono, Zippo Lighters on May 20, 2015 by segariniRoxanne Tellier – Popping the Top off Covers
Posted in Opinion with tags 2 Live Crew, Al Green, Big Mama Thornton, Bob Marley, Bob Segarini, Brill Building, Bryan Ferry, Canadian, Carly Simon, Carole King, Charles Bradley, David Byrne, DBAWIS, Dirty Loops, Dolly Parton, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Elvis Presley, Eric Clapton, Foghat, Gerry Goffin, Harold Melvin and the Bluenotes, Howlin’ Wolf, Jake Holmes, Jason Mraz, Jay and the Americans, Jimi Hendrix, Joe Cocker, Johnny Cash, Jose Feliciano, Justin Bieber, Kate Davis, Latin, Led Zeppelin, Levon Helm, Mambo Jimi, Meghan Trainor, Menahan Street Band, Mick Hucknall, Monkees, Neil Diamond, Neil Young, New Wave, Nine Inch Nails, NME, Patti Smith, Paul Simon, PostModern Jukebox, Punk, Radiohead, reggae, Robert Johnson, Roxanne Tellier Muddy Waters, Roxy Music, Roy Orbison's, Simply Red, ska, Smashing Pumpkins, Taj Mahal, Taylor Swift, Teddy Pendergrass, The Beatles, The Cars, The Corrs, The Cyrkle, The Diodes, The Doors, The Monkees, The Talking Heads, Thom York, UB40, Urge Overkill, Whitney Houston, Ziggy Marley on January 25, 2015 by segarini
Music’s a funny thing; sometimes a song will hide in the grooves of an album, unloved and unwanted, until someone uncovers the gem and makes it their own. A struggling songwriter may dream of the day that a megastar covers their work; in the right hands, a number one hit can make the writer a fortune in publishing.
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.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 