Segarini – Dumbing Down Our Ability to Communicate

Most of this stems from a rant I posted on my FB Timeline around 3 years ago. Tragically, I feel it needs repeating. I have seen no change in our inability to mean what we say and say what we mean, while our vocabulary shrinks, our respect for the printed word dwindles, and our limited desire for actual conversation remains couched in small talk, gossip, rumour, and conjecture. …and some of our old opinions continue to float intact, free of recently revealed facts, new information, and our own failing memories and lack of honesty.

People Don’t Change. but we can GROW., dammit!

Pat Blythe – On your mark…..book report……and music (of course)

…..and so it has begun. Music is starting to break out everywhere and many artists are “quietly rushing” to bust through the starting gate. With fewer venues, and so far, slightly smaller audiences, (which is going to mean a slightly lower pay day in the short term). I think the gates are going to get so jammed you won’t be able to slip a blade of grass through (among other things). It’s going to be quality over quantity so I hope all those drumsticks, keyboards and guitars are “sharpened”, tuned and at the ready. There’s been roughly 18 months of “practice” time.

Pat Blythe – Keep live alive…..and music

I could continue with the “cymbal saga”, but I think I’ll take a different tact this week….it’s all about the music. Summer is in full swing and coming alive with concerts, both public and private, on both sides of the border. In person or in car, people are attending in droves, almost desperate to see and hear their favourite bands and artists….live and alive. The camaraderie, the faces (both on and off stage), the laughter, the joy, the amps, the earplugs, the dancing, the oxytocin from the many hugs, all those endorphins coming alive, even mic or guitar feedback sounds good these days…..it’s literally impossible to replace any of this over the internet. We all need each other and the “in person” interaction and touch it provides.

Chef Tom – In honor of Passover on the 27th

Chef Tom – Foodz N’ Vidz

 

Chef Tom – Baby, it’s Cold Outside

I think everyone is craving warmth right now, inside and out, some much more than others. I saw a drool-worthy pic of a bowl of Beef Barley soup and I hadda have me some. I doubled the time on the recipe because the beef needed more time in the pot to get meltingly tender. This is so worth the wait. I imagine you could switch out which cut, from already cut up stew meat to an indulgent rib-eye or NY (the tenderer cuts obviously don’t need the entire first 30-40 minute simmer). Chuck roast has good flavor and good connective tissue that turns into silk in your mouth.

A hearty red to go with, maybe a slice of toasted whole grain, and a simple salad makes this a most satisfying meal.

GARY PIG GOLD’s SENIOR 65 GREATEST HITS!

That cockamamie Covid, among many other things, certainly allowed us the time and quarantined spaces within which to reflect, rewind, and apply a 2020 rear-view as it were to things gone real by. And me being me, with a turntable or two never more than a tone-arm away, took said opportunity to listen then list straight through my particular Life in Music – in all its strictly “SEVEN” and TWELVE -inch varieties, that is.

So then, Here’s what I hear first when I look loud and clearly back upon… 

Bob Says “Fill My Treat Bag and VOTE!”

Still not able to write worth a fuck, so this is all I’ve got.

This brief column is for our dear, beloved American friends trapped behind enemy lines. The rest of the world is pulling for you (Except those who are playing Monkey See, Monkey Do and acting out because The Orange-16 virus appeals to their Inner Asshole).

Chef Tom says A-WA to Falastin’s Fine Cuisine

Put on some warm socks, sit your lounge-pants-t-shirt-covid-haircut down in front of your computer (like you ever left), grab a cup of tea, or coffee, or a cocktail (the boss ain’t here anymore), and give this a watch. Sami Tamimi is the business partner of my favorite chef Yotam Ottolenghi. He and Tara wrote a beautiful cookbook (which I now own) called Falastin (pronounced Palestine).

DOUG THOMPSON – JOHN LENNON CALLED HIM ‘SPEN’

Although his legal name was Spencer David Nelson Davies (he dropped the ‘e’ from his last name early on), those of us who were fortunate enough to be his friend knew him as Spence.

When my friend died on Monday (October 19), the news hit me like the grill of a Mack truck going 200 (miles or kilometres, you choose).  Spence was 81 but I always thought he’d live into his 90’s.  His mother did.  He came from strong Welsh stock and that’s one of the initial things we had in common.