Well…. This was supposed to be Part Five of The Women of Rock. However, I’m going to take a break and fill you in on some of the sights and sounds of this dynamic city I call home….Toronto…. Hogtown… Muddy York…. The Big Smoke…. Tdot…. where I’ve been going, who I’ve been seeing, what I’ve been drinking (G&T w/lemon if you must know. Bombay Sapphire is the chosen one.) AND update you about an exciting event that’s coming to Toronto. Yep….it’s another Toronto Scrapbook!
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Pat Blythe: Toronto Scrapbook – Chapter Two
Posted in Opinion with tags A Primitive Evolution, Annette Shaffer, Australia, Bad Medicine, bass, Beatles, Blue Rodeo, Bob Segarini, Bombay Sapphire, Brett Carruthers, Calgary, Canada, Canadian, Canadian Music Week, Care Failure, Caroline Kawa, Counting Flowers, Country Roots n’ Rockabilly Music Tavern, Curtis Harding, Dakota Tavern, DBAWIS, Decca, Die Mannequin, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Drake Underground CMW, drums, EMI, England, Ennismore, Epsom, Etta James, Filthy Souls, FINO + BLEED, Frank Gutch Jr., Frank Soda, G&T, Greg Keelor, guitar, Guns 'n' Roses, Hellfield, High and Dry, HMV, Hogtown, Honest Ed’s, Horseshoe Tavern, Hugh Oliver, Hugh Oliver and the Twists, I Feel It All, I’m Just A Girl, J.C. Sandoval, Keith Heppler, Kevvy Mental, Kim Carnes, Kurt Cobain, Lord of Reason, Marilyn Manson, Matt Lightstone, Melissa Payne, money, mosh pit, Muddy York, Nazareth, Neon Zero, New Zealand, Nirvana, OISE, Orbit Room, Oregon, Pat Blythe, Plateau, Punk, Reba McEntire, Rock, Rock and Roll, Roxanne Tellier, seattle, Secret Broadcast, Seventh Fire Records, Sheraton Centre, Stand by Me, Stephany Seki, Stu Dead, Sucker Punch, Sum 41, swaggering stomp, Talking Heads, Tdot, The ‘Shoe, The Big Smoke, The Foolish Things, The Picture Taker, The Police, The Ramones, The Stones, Toronto, Tranzac, Will Bennett, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, You Know You’re Right, YouTube on April 22, 2015 by segariniRoxanne Tellier: I Like Dreaming …
Posted in Opinion with tags Aretha Franklin, Billy Ocean, California Dreaming, Cheap Trick, Crowded House, Dan Hartman, Day Dreaming, DBAWIS, Don Cornelius, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Dream Weaver, Dreaming, Dreams, Eurythmics, Galway Bay, Gary Wright, Glen Campbell, Hall and Oates, Heart, John Lennon, Katy Perry, Kenny Nolan, Mama Cass, Marilyn Manson, music, Patsy Cline, Records, Roxanne Tellier, Roy Orbison, Sh-Boom, Soul Train, Supertramp, Sweet Dreams, The Crew Cuts, The Electric Prunes, The Mamas and the Papas, The Moody Blues, Wildest Dreams on October 2, 2013 by segariniThose who know me too well say I’m an “insta crash.” I have the ability to fall asleep in the most awkward of places and the strangest of times. It’s a gift.
And I dream. I dream in colour, the dreams have plot lines, no matter how insane, and if I don’t like my dream, I can wake up, figure out how to change the plot, and fall back asleep to finish off the story. In the words of that insipid 1977 Kenny Nolan song, I like dreaming. And I do it very well.