That one just popped into my head as I’ve just finished posting this week’s podcast. I’m now 36 podcasts in, 36 conversations, 36 artist voices, 1,100 downloads, 29 followers and over 3,000 “listens”. People from all over the world including Australia, Europe, UAE, South America, the U.S. and Canada have been tuning in. The purpose was to check in with local artists. As a neophyte podcaster, I had no expectations. Ten downloads made me happy to know someone was listening. Even though I’m still small potatoes, it’s like the little engine that could….it keeps growing by leaps and bounds. Still a guppy in the ocean of podcasts; but folks ARE listening and the music is being shared.
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Pat Blythe – Today’s column is brought to you by……and music
Posted in Canadian Music, Interview, life, music, Opinion, Review with tags A Girl With A Camera “The Picture Taker”, Bob Segarini, Cathy Young, Dan Clancy, DBAWIS, Don’t Believe A Word I Say, Fran’s Restaurant, John-Angus MacDonald, Kim Mitchell, Lighthouse, luvthemusic, monowhales, Pat Blythe, Pat Blythe A Girl With A Camera, Paul DeLong, Podbean, podcast, podcaster, The Pandemic Interviews – Conversations in a changing time, The Trews, Tom Wilson on November 3, 2021 by segariniPat Blythe – On your mark…..book report……and music (of course)
Posted in Books, Canadian Music, COVID 19, life, music, Opinion, Review with tags anxiety, Brené Brown, DBAWIS, Depression, Don’t Believe A Word I Say, Furiously Happy, Jenny Lawson, John-Angus MacDonald, keep live alive, Let’s Pretend This Never Happened, luvthemusic, masking, mental health, Mental Illness, mental wellbeing, music, Pat Blythe, Podbean, podcast, psychosis, rheumatoid arthritis, schizophrenia, The Pandemic Interviews, The Trews on August 4, 2021 by segarini…..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.
Continue reading2020 YEAR-END MUSIC ROUND-UP by Jaimie Vernon
Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags Alex Whorms, Alison Solo, Ardene Shapiro, Blackmore's Night, Bob Segarini, Brass Bikini, Craig Cardiff, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Glass Tiger, Gordon Lightfoot, Gowan, Jaimie Vernon, James Clark Institute, Jim Witter, Kim Mitchell, Len Mizzoni, Miles Goodwyn Trio, Natalie MacMaster, Prescilla Una, Rick Donmoyer, Roch Voisine, Saga, Steve Schijns, Terry Draper, The Road, The Trews, Tia Brazda, Valerie Shearman, Victoria Anthony on December 14, 2020 by segariniWe’re on the final lap of 2020 as we hold our collective breaths anticipating/dreading the upcoming year. Despite the inability to see live music as frequently as many of us would have wanted this year, musicians did what they could to keep cranking out great music to take our minds off of the crap going on in the world. Without further ado here’s the rest of the Christmas tracks and a smattering of new original tunes piling up in my in-box.
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NEW ROCKERS OF THE PEERLESS AGE by JAIMIE VERNON
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Bleeker, Canadian Music, Canadian Pop Music Encyclopedia, Canadian rock, David Baxter, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Green Street Underground, Greg Godovitz, Jaimie Vernon, Kobra & The Lotus, Little Foot Long Foot, segarini, The Trews, Toronto on February 10, 2020 by segariniI’m updating the Canadian Pop Music Encyclopedia once again. This time it has a global purpose and will soon be available to music researchers via a data base known as Répertoire International de Littérature Musicale worldwide to Colleges, Universities, and libraries. It is literally my life’s work and is expected to remain available in perpetuity. To that end I’ve been tasked with updating annually until, well, I’m dead. I can just see me now in a senior’s home skipping Bingo and sing-a-long nights while I sit by the glow of the Google engine looking for the elusive catalog number of Whaleman’s 1991 “Sings!” album and gumming a soft-bun and apple sauce for 4.30 dinner.