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NOTHING WAS EVER NORMAL by Jaimie Vernon

Posted in COVID 19, music, Opinion, politics, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 19, 2020 by segarini


This week, in Ontario, the government decided to put the brakes on their re-integration plan to have us return to normal because the pandemic has decided to return for a victory lap. They shut down public spaces and gathering places like bars and restaurants because despite being told not to act like selfish jackasses scoring hookers and turning their livers in alcohol-filled swimming pools on the last night before their wedding day, idiots be idioting. Couple that with people marching in parades demanding that they have the right to be jackasses and endangering the health of everyone else and it seems our dear leaders had no choice.

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Cameron Carpenter – 10 CC – Vinyl Season One

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 23, 2016 by segarini

Cam as Chip

Well I had to wait for the DVD to be released but I have finally seen Season One of Vinyl. I first heard about the HBO series a couple of years ago as Nigel Grainge and I grabbed lunch at the Imperial Pub after his keynote address at Indie Week. We were catching up on each other’s careers as we had not seen each other or worked together for years. At MCA I was the Marketing Manager for Nigel’s label Ensign and looked after everyone from The Waterboys and World Party to Sinead O’Connor, The Blue Aeroplanes and Stump. I immediately liked Nigel on first meeting and he taught me a lot about marketing and the music industry (as well as Arsenal). Before he started Ensign Records he worked at Phonogram in London and signed Thin Lizzy, 10 CC and The Boomtown Rats. He is a true music man.

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Nadia Elkharadly: Driving Songs

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 18, 2013 by segarini

Nadia LogoWhat did drivers do before car radio was invented?  There’s nothing more torturous to me than absolute silence while driving.  I spend a lot of time in the car.  My daily commute ranges from about thirty minutes each way (on a very very good day) to one to two hours each way (on very very VERY bad days).  Accidents, the slightest hint of inclement weather, and events like sports games, Molson Amphitheatre concerts and disasters like the Hondy/Molson/whatever it’s called now Indy are catastrophic to my sanity in proportion to how much time they add to my already painful commute.  Sometimes, the only thing that keeps me from screaming in frustration is singing.

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