Roxanne Tellier – Musical Friends Are Making Me Happy

No matter how you’ve lived your life … saintly, and with a whiff of heaven in your aura, Dora, or a little naughtily, with a more checkered past than you’d care to admit … you want to be rounding third base and heading into home plate with a fine group of worthy team mates, and a cheering section that still likes you, whether because of, or despite, your resume and reputation.

I must have done something right, because I’m blessed with a lot of wonderful people in my corner.And so many of us share a musical background.

Roxanne Tellier – On The Occasion of Robert Segarini’s Birthday

Started writing these reminiscing’s on Friday morning, as the world awoke to the dawning of our Fearless Leaders 70th year on the planet. Trying to finish writing them while still nursing the remnants of a hangover, 48 hours after the Birthday Boy’s bash.

For Friends of Bob (aka … FOB’s)

Roxanne – Such a tangled web

I’m getting a lot of requests to carry on dredging old musical memories out of my addled brain. Despite my protests, I’ll bow to that pressure, but I’m moving on now from the terrific bars and clubs of Toronto’s late 70’s and early 80’s, and on to an attempt to deconstruct the very fabric of the groups who filled those venues.

But first … an apology to our fearless leader, Bob Segarini. In an effort not to seem like an apple polisher, I failed to note his presence on the Toronto music scene in last week’s memoirs. Bob played at every venue I mentioned – he was everywhere.  And where he was playing, I’d show up sooner or later. You see, I’ve known Bob for longer than just about anybody who is still in my life.