Once again we re-wind to 1978 and 1979 and a series of record reviews I wrote for the New Music Magazine. I was still a teenager and the reviews definitely reflect that. I managed to write for every issue of the Chum-funded magazine although many an issue only included a single album review.
Music’s a funny thing; sometimes a song will hide in the grooves of an album, unloved and unwanted, until someone uncovers the gem and makes it their own. A struggling songwriter may dream of the day that a megastar covers their work; in the right hands, a number one hit can make the writer a fortune in publishing.
Bullseye Records of Canada
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 