MTV, and then Canada’s own Much Music, changed the musical playing field. Whether you loved it or hated it, suddenly being able to SEE musicians, actually playing, dancing, emoting, in living colour or sepia and in unfortunate eighties fashion choices, and all in the comfort of your own home, impacted on the decades to follow.
Jaimie Does the Rock
After writing about fall’s wonders two weeks ago, it was odd to wake up that Monday to the beginning of a week of Indian summer. Sunny and mild, the weather was perfect for the celebrities and guests swarming Toronto’s streets for TIFF. The beautiful people and their entourages swanned in and out of event venues in their little black dresses, smart cocktail gowns, and Manolo Blahnik shoes.
I was saddened by the death of Annette Funicello back in March. Unlike most of the male members of my age, I did NOT have a crush on Annette. That honour usually fell to toothy grinned Mousekateer Cheryl Holdridge (who in 1964, became a real-life Countess when she married Woolworth heir Lance Reventlow – his father was a Danish nobleman). Sometimes friendly Darlene Gillespie became my Mousekateer crush of the day or week, depending on my mood and my hormones. Turns out, Darlene was born in Montreal and her parents were originally from Saskatchewan, but I didn’t know any of that watching our little black and white TV set then.
The Replacements – “Color Me Obsessed”
One of the highlights for my inaugural year as the NXNE Film Festival was the discovery and screening of “Color Me Obsessed – A Film About The Replacements”. The screening process for a film fest is very similar to the A&R process at a record company. You go through hundreds of submissions and hope to find a gem or two. I must say that the film process does takes a while longer as a lot of this suckers run 90+ minutes, and, being a martyr I watched every minute of them (rookie mistake). Much like music, most people who submit films have delusions of grandeur and absolutely no right screening most of their projects outside of their living rooms.
Bullseye Records of Canada
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 