The very first live gig I ever played was 40 years ago this month – September 19, 1980 – with a band called The Swindle (we’d switch drummers and become SWindleD a year later). We were a bunch of barely passable punk rockers from Scarborough who were too young to play clubs. What does one do when you’re underage and need to get your rock on?
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MUSIC IS DYING 2 – LIFE’S WHAT YOU MAKE IT by Jaimie Vernon
Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags 1980s, B-level, Bob Segarini, Danny K, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, first gig, Great Depression, Harem Scarem, Haywire, Jaimie Vernon, Killer Dwarfs, live performer, lockdown, Moving Targetz, music, no compromise, Shakers, Spare Parts, Swindled, Syntha-Light Sound, The Swindle, Trooper on September 28, 2020 by segariniJAIMIE VERNON – BULLSOGRAPHY: Sneak Peek #1
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Aqua Duck, B-Girls, Bakersfield, Bigger Than Bowling, Bob Segarini, Brian Gagnon, Canadian Music, Cynthia Ross, DBAWIS, Deadlier Than Darts, Doc Rock & The Wild Bunch, Don't Believe a Word I Say, El Mocambo, Front 54, Gilmore's, Goddo, Gulf War, Hamilton, Haywire, Jaimie Vernon, Killer Dwarfs, Lee Aaron, Lee's Palace, Lundy's Lane, M.T. Head Express, Mike Thorne, Mort Ross, Moving Targetz, Mysonics, Niagara Falls, Oshawa, Players' Studio, Purple Onion, Russell Graham, Saga, The Kings, Toronto, Tragically Hip, Trooper on September 24, 2016 by segarini
With my ‘True Tales From a Cemetery Cop’ being released October 3 I’ve finally returned to finish writing the book I promised a year ago – the history of Bullseye Records of Canada.
Pat Blythe: Ruminations
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags A Black Dog Grin, Alan Frew, Assault, Barry Connor, Billboard Hot 100, Black Forest Riders, Blair Thornton, Bob Segarini, Bryan Adams, BTO, Charles Towers, Chilliwack, CHUM FM, Cony Hatch, Cottingham Sound, Daniel Bourne, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Soda, Gary LaLonde, Genesis, Get It On Credit, Girls Night Out, Glen Gratto, GTA, Heart, Honeymoon Suite, Howard Froese, Jeff Beck, Jim Vallance, Jimi Hendrix and Jimmy Page, Jon Lechesseur, Jon Mikl, Jumping Bad, Klaatu, Lawrence Gowan, Live In The Tube, Madame Malabar, Madcats, Northwest Battle of the Bands, Oversexed, Pacemaker Records, Pacific Songwriters Association, Pat Blythe, Pat Bourke, Peter Crolly, Peter Kadar, Piccadilly Tube, Plateau, Prism, Quality Records, Queen, Rhinegold, Robert Connelly, Rush, Seeds of Time, Soda Pop, Styx, Supertramp, Take My Picture Please, The Canadian Ballet, The Collectors, The Imps, The Instructions, Thor, Triumph, Trooper, Two Faces, What About Love, Winter's Green, Your Daddy Don't Know on December 2, 2015 by segarini
It’s Tuesday night, November 17. My renovations are nearing completion, the house is dead quiet as I sit here, stretched out on the couch, looking around at this home we lived in together for 18 years. Remembering all the wonderful celebrations, dinners, Christmas and Thanksgiving dinners, TV watching, companionable “book reading”, and just quietly being, soaking up each other’s presence.
Pat Blythe – What a Rush!
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Amy Bishop, Anne Murray, Annerin Productions, April Wine, Bob Segarini, Brent Clark, Bryan Adams, Celine Dion, Coalition Music, Cripple Creek, Crowbar, CSNY, David Michael Moote, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Easy Rider, Gino Vannelli, Gordon Lightfoot, Greg Godovitz, Hank Snow, Hutch, Ian Tyson, Jaren Cerf, Jeff Parry, Jeremy Koz, Jeremy Rush, John Dunnett, John Rowlands, Joni Mitchell, k.d. lang, Kit Johnson, Lenny Kravitz, Loverboy, Martin Melhuish, Mathieu St-Arnaud, Neil Young, Oh Canada, Oh What A Feeling: A Vital History of Canadian Music, Pat Blythe, Pat Kelly, Paul Anka, Peter Grant, Peter Nunn, Pike's Peak, Princess of Wales Theatre, Robin Seif, Russell Broom, Scott Christenson, Sean Kilbride, Sil Simone, Steppenwolf, Sylvia Tyson, The Band, The Guess Who, Tom Cochrane, Trooper, Turbine Studios, We Will Rock You, What A Feeling: A Musical Odyssey, Woodstock on August 26, 2015 by segarini
OMG!!! I can barely contain myself from bouncing around in my seat. There is not one part of my body that is not vibrating. Finally, unencumbered by my theatre seat, the urge gives way to pure, uninhibited “singing and dancing in the aisles”. I just about vaulted over my seatmate beside me to rush the stage and boogie up a storm. It is so liberating to let it just take over. What an encore!!!! Thankfully, my good friend and date for the evening, Pat Kelly, encourages this irrational behaviour. Gotta love him.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 