It’s easily the real first sign of Spring.
For 30 years it took place during the snow and ice encrusted March Winds, a situation many of us whined about for…well…30 years.
Last year our dreams came true and our hopes and prayers were answered.
Canadian Music Week moved from the Icy Clutch of March, to the more civilized and warmer Embrace of May.
Not exactly Pina Colada weather, but light years better than huddling together around a make-shift fire in an oil drum to stay warm while trying to smoke a cigarette before it froze to your fingers and went out.
…now if we can just keep them lit before the rains put them out….
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Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 