Peter Speaks Out

This week, events have forced me to write on a different topic than I had intended to, so you will have to wait to read some more about my “feats of doing” on the field of honour.

Although the genesis of this week’s column dates back to February, 2020, its origins go back much farther than that, back to the beginning of time, in fact. Not everybody is, or has been, happy with their lot in life, or indeed, with the fact that some people just might get “a piece of the pier” which some sociopathic people feel is undeserved.

And of course, these people will base their judgements on such valid criteria as race, religion, national origin or language. For purposes of discussion today, I am going to focus on the use of “sex” as the yardstick.

Roxanne Tellier – Ain’t Gonna Play Sun City

Bruce Springsteen’s refusal to play North Carolina because of new, drastic LGBT laws might have shocked some people, but it didn’t surprise me at all.

Pat Blythe: The Women of Rock – Part 3

March 2 was the 10th anniversary of Hunter S. Thompson’s death and a picture of one of his quotes was making the rounds in Facebook. I found the subject matter rather timely! Many of us will find both the truth and the irony in what he had to say.

Pat Blythe: Women of Rock – Part 1

The impetus, for what has now become a series, was my discovery of an old vinyl record by Maggie Bell. I came across it going through one of my many purge cycles. Suicide Sal, released in 1975, was my introduction to the blues….I just didn’t know it then. I wasn’t in the habit of labeling types of music in my younger years, I just knew what I liked. Greg Simpson, who happened to be managing the now defunct Records on Wheels in London, Ontario, recommended the album, thinking I might like it. I loved it and still do. Thank you Greg!