tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41602889021814045902024-03-06T01:25:33.329-08:00The Felonius SpunkThe Felonius Spunkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11768385457592196946noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-86975696171222791232018-06-18T10:23:00.001-07:002018-06-18T10:23:26.928-07:00My First Dr. Martens<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was listening to the <a href="https://edge.ca/show/the-ongoing-history-of-new-music/" target="_blank">Ongoing History of New Music podcast</a> today (great show, by the way. If you aren't listening to it, get on it - stat!). This episode was all about music and fashion - a subject near and dear to my Mod heart.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Host <a href="https://twitter.com/alancross?ref_src=twsrc%5Egoogle%7Ctwcamp%5Eserp%7Ctwgr%5Eauthor" target="_blank">Alan Cross</a> was discussing various ways fashion and music have intermingled over the years. He touched on Glam Rock, Mods, Rockers, Two Tone, and Grunge. It was while he was discussing the so-called 'Grunge Uniform' that he first touched on Dr. Martens.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Near the end of the show, he discussed in detail the role Dr. Martens boot (and later shoes) played in rock and roll history. The boot, over the years, became almost a symbol of the underground. Dr. Martens ruled the anti-establishment and stomped their way into being the footwear of choice for many music genres.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's amazing when you think about it, that one simple boot crossed over into so many different genres and styles. Punks? Of course. Mods? I've seen a few rocking a Dr. Marten boot or shoe over the years. Rude Boys and Girls? Love them. Skinheads? It was a staple of their wardrobe. Grunge? It was almost a required part of that whole plaid laden grunge look.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The show got me thinking back to my shoe collection. Over the years, I've owed a few pairs of Dr. Martens. Today, I only own one pair (I'll touch on that later). The Dr. Marten's air cushioned sole, the very thing that made it so popular to begin with, is what made me start to shy away from them. Have you ever tried walking on ice or sleet with a pair on? That comfy sole made it damn near impossible for me to traverse down the sidewalks in Winnipeg as soon as even the slightest bit of frost lined the pavement. All Winnipeggers know this struggle. Spring and Summer Dr. Martens are amazing, but come Fall or Winter, we would trade them in for something that would provide us a bit more grip. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I started thinking about my first pair of Dr. Martens. I was in Junior High School when Grunge was really kicking off. It was about this time that I was starting to discover what kind of music I loved. Before this, I kind of piggy backed on to whatever my sister was listening to, which was a lot of crap to be honest. I stopped stealing her Bon Jovi and Posion tapes and started listening to groups like Soundgarden, Jane's Addiction, and Pearl Jam. It seemed like everywhere I looked, there were those damn boots. Music videos, magazine spreads, interviews, you name it - one thing was always the same. Those shiny black boots with the bright yellow stitching. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I don't know who was the first to get a pair in our school, but I do remember it was a big deal with our group of friends. The boots weren't cheap and many of our parents refused to spend upwards of $150 for a pair. I begged my parents to get me some Dr. Martens. I didn't care what kind - boots, shoes, it didn't matter. Mom and Dad refused. Something deep inside me told me I needed these boots and come hell or high water, I was going to get them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Unlike most of the kids my age, I had a part time job flipping burgers at a little seasonal burger stand in the tiny town of Lockport. I started working at the age of 14 and quickly learned that with a job came the freedom to buy the things I wanted. When I wanted something, I would work extra hard and would focus on saving money. In our last year of Junior High, our school decided to send the school band on a trip to the town of Edmonton for a national school band music festival. Most of us didn't really care about the music festival or the opportunity to travel and learn something new. We were focused on the fact that we would get to spend an afternoon at the rather infamous West Edmonton Mall.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">West Edmonton Mall, if you have never heard of it, is one of the largest malls in North America. It contained a full size skating rink, a water park complete with a huge wave pool, an area for dolphin shows and submarine rides, mini gold, and one of the most amazing amusement parks around. Having been to the mall before, I knew it also had some of the best shopping around. West Edmonton Mall had stores and items that one could NOT get in Winnipeg. I figured if I was ever going to get my hands on a pair of Dr. Martens, that this visit to West Edmonton Mall would be my chance.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The months leading up to that trip, I worked myself to the bone. I took extra weekend shifts and ever worked after school a few days a week. Everything I made, I saved. I didn't go out, I didn't buy anything. I saved ever dime for this trip. By the time we were on the bus to Edmonton, I had saved almost $300 - more than enough to get me the boots.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I wasted no time. I went inside and grabbed the first pair of black 1460s I found. My heart was racing as I slid my foot in, tightening the laces up. They felt stiff, hard. The sales lady assured me that was just how the boots were and that I would have to 'break them in.' I didn't give two shits if they were comfortable or not. I slammed my money down on the counter and walked out in my new boots.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Needless to say, when I got home with these heavy black boots on, my mom was not impressed. We butted heads a bit on style back then and she couldn't understand what I found so fascinating about these industrial work boots. I remember her asking me not to wear them out to family functions or when we were going somewhere 'nice.' The boots also gave me my fair share of blisters and calluses as I worked hard to break them in. I must have gone through dozens of boxes of bandaids that year. I also learned that getting an expensive pair of boots requires more upkeep that I've been used to. I'ver never owned leather boots before - just vinyl winter boots that required no work. These required elbow grease and shoe polish and work. My mom taught me how to properly polish my Dr. Martens and every week I would take twenty minutes to polish and buff my new boots.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As much grief as those boots caused me, I LOVED them. I didn't care if my heels were cracked and bleeding or if I constantly had black shoe polish under my nails - those boots defined me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My first pair of Dr. Martens lasted all through Junior High and High School. When I started University and first discovered Mod, I started wearing those boots less and less. At one point I had gotten myself a pair of 1461's, thinking that a simple oxford style would mesh better with the skirts and pressed shirts I started wearing. The last pair of Dr. Martens I purchased where a pair of white one-strap Mary Jane style shoe that I came across on eBay in the early 2000s. I probably paid way to much for them and to be honest, they are a half size to small, but I still have them in my closet even though I can't remember the last time I wore them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's hard to give them up. Who knew someone could have such an attachment to a type of shoe? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now, my footwear choices are more varied. I don't wear big, clunky Dr Marten type boots anymore. These days it's about sleek Italian design and variety. I wear anything from simple ballet flats to crazy overpriced designer shoes (love those red soles). But sitting in the back of my closet, next to my collection of fall and winter boots, polished to perfection will forever be the home of for my last pair of Dr. Martens. I've moved forward style wise, but I'll never forget where I came from.</span>Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-38028362413408389612017-10-19T16:21:00.000-07:002017-10-20T09:55:23.601-07:00In Gord We Trust<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I'm having a hard time writing this, which is unusual for me. Talking can be difficult, so in moments when I don't know what to say, I write.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Today, I'm finding it hard to put my thoughts together about the death of Gord Downie this past Tuesday at the age of 53. Mostly, I'm having a hard time putting it into words as a good chunk of people who will read this won't be able to relate, or understand.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Gord Downie was the frontman and lyricist of a little band called The Tragically Hip. The Hip, as they are commonly known as, just always seemed to be around to me; they were just always there. Growing up, you could easily count on hearing at least one Tragically Hip song anytime you turned on a radio. I'm sure part of that was due to Canadian radio regulations which dictate that a certain precent of music we play on the airwaves must be Canadian. But another, much larger part of that was due to the fact that the Tragically Hip were a <i>really fucking good band.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">When I started high school in 1994, the Tragically Hip's album <i>Day for Night</i> was released and it just spread like wildfire around my High School. I think the stat was that 9 out of 10 Canadians at that point were said to own at least one Tragically Hip album. I was one of those Canadians, playing my copy of <i>Day for Night</i> over and over again. It was the CD we took with us on long drives to the beach in the summer. It was the album we did our homework too and it was the record we put on late at night on a Saturday, after the party had started to settle down and we would finish our last beers and sing along to every song on that album, perfectly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The Tragically Hip were just inherently Canadian - like maple syrup, or hockey, or free universal healthcare. It didn't matter to us or the Hip that they never really exploded north of the border the way they did here. In fact, I think many of us loved the fact that the Hip seemed to be just for us - something only us Canadians can have and really understand.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Gord was one of the most prolific poets I have ever read. His lyrics are haunting and beautiful and witty and funny and brutally honest. That's what really pulled me in and made me a fan. The music was solid, but those lyrics...they taught me about love, and pain, and hurt, and even about Canada.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">When Gord Downie announced in May of 2016 that he was diagnosed with Brain Cancer, many of us didn't know what to think. I was frustrated, sad, and upset. At the same time, my own father was going through a battery of surgeries and test which, early this year, determined that he also has cancer. Two men who I admire, both for different reasons, were starting very difficult battles and I wasn't ready for either of them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Gord and the Tragically Hip gave us all the opportunity to say thank you by announcing that they would go on one more tour across Canada, finishing with a show in their home town of Kingston, Ontario on August 20, 2016. The concert was broadcast by the CBC on both radio and TV. I was traveling with my son at the time, in a small city called Regina. We went out for dinner and as we drove home, I made him listen to the concert with me. I cried in the car as I heard Gord scream the lyrics '<i>Courage, my word it didn't come it doesn't matter...</i>'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">That concert was watched by 11.7 MILLION people - which means one third of the population of Canada was a part of this tragic and beautiful show. ONE THIRD. I was watching, as were both my parents and even my sister, who I was sure didn't even know who the Hip were (she did. Of course she did...we all do).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">While listening to that concert with my son, my Maximum Rhythm and Booze co-host, Warren Peace texted me and asked "Penny, is there something going on in Canada tonight? My twitter and Facebook feeds are full of you Canucks talking about some band?" I tried my hardest to explain to him, to tell him about The Tragically Hip and how ingrained they are in Canadiana and about Gord and his diagnosis and this last tour, this last chance to say goodbye.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He was able to comprehend, but I don't think he was really able to <i>understand</i>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And it's hard to understand unless you're Canadian, I think. See, I think the problem for a lot of Canadians around my age is that we just don't know what is to be 'Canadian.' Sure, we can adhere to the common stereotype that we are all peaceful, beer drinking, hockey playing citizens who say 'aboot' and 'eh' a lot. But honestly, I think most of us fell like a generation with no real idea of what been Canadian means. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But The Hip and Gord Downie showed us. They taught us about our history - both the rights and the wrongs. They made us proud of our countries accomplishments and helped us hold ourselves accountable for our mistakes. They helped shape our identity.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So, thank you Gord and The Hip for helping me understand what it is to be Canadian. I'm forever grateful.</span></div>
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-69987416731277229592017-10-13T12:33:00.001-07:002017-10-13T12:43:30.169-07:00One 'Harvey' to Rule Them All<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I went to meet my male friend for coffee this afternoon. As we sat at the counter in our Starbucks, he turned to me, looking exasperated.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Man, have you been reading all the articles and stories on Twitter today?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I reply that no, I've been too busy to even check Twitter. I ask him what articles and stories he's referring to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"My Twitter feed is full of women sharing their stories of sexual assault and sexual harassment, and it's shocking. It's like every female I follow, and then some, has been a victim at one point in their lives and I'm just in, well, shock. I'm ashamed of my gender, to be honest. With all these actresses coming forth about how Harvey Weinstein acted towards them, its encouraging other women to speak about about their experiences. I'm sad to think that every women that I value and have in my life has experiences some kind of sexual assault or harassment. Is it really like that?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Yeah, unfortunately it <b><i>IS</i></b> really like that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I like to consider myself lucky in that I've never once experienced any sort of sexual assault or harassment in the work place by someone in a position of seniority over me. Sure, there's been one or two employees whose behaviour probably walks the line, but I've never felt like I've been victimized. In fact, being a female in a very male orientated business like radio and music, I was very lucky that I started out in a place like UMFM. UMFM prides itself, and rightly so, on being a safe place for all people - regardless of age, sex, gender, religion. Everyone is welcome and treated as an equal.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But the truth is there are tons of <i>Harvey's</i> out there. It's easy to find men who are okay with using their positions of power to get what they want sexual.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">When I first started DJ'ing, there were very few female in my city who were getting behind the decks to spin. It was rare to see women at record sales and conventions who weren't dragged there by their significant others. During that time, I ran into my fair share of <i>Harvey's</i> who felt it was okay to objectify me, make lewd or rude comments, or even worse, corner me in dark areas of clubs to tell me how much they loved my set and looking at my 'tits' as I bent over to change the records between songs. Many a night, I was scared to walk with my records to my car after the bar had closed. Again, I was lucky. I had a very close crew of male friends and DJ's who I trusted and who, on many occasions, either stood up for me, escorted me to my car, or who drove me home themselves to make sure I arrived safe and sound when I was too scared to walk home alone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But that is the problem, isn't it? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">They still come up to me in clubs to make horrible comments, and try to grab at me. They still send unsolicited dick pictures to my Instagram or Twitter direct messages. They still think it's okay to treat women in this manner.</span></div>
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-68299969530461397302017-10-10T20:05:00.001-07:002017-10-10T20:15:30.004-07:00I'm Depressed - Emotional Musings on World Mental Health Day<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Life is very circular. Sometimes you are flying high on a huge upswing. You feel happy, alive, refreshed and rejuvenated. Then suddenly you start your slow descent down and soon you just don't feel like anything can go your way. You are sad, angry and depressed. But slowly, one day, you start working your way up again and soon the days seem brighter, you're not so angry anymore and you’re working your way to being a beacon of positive and joy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The third time depression hit me was just after the birth of my son. It was a different kind of depression - one that made me cry often, made me feel worthless and like I was a horrible person. One that, dare I say it, made me hate my newborn son. My doctor, understanding that depression not just ran in the family but has touched me on and off for years, kept a keen eye on me during this time. I had monthly appointments to check in with her. I talked to a therapist and by the time my son smiled at me for the first time, I was starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I beat the depression this time without drugs and I felt great.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The last time I suffered with a bout of depression was four years ago. My partner and I, who had been together for seven years, had split up. He had been mentally and physically abusive towards me for years and after a horrible incident that left me physical bruised and scarred, I decided enough was enough. I kicked him out. And I felt so much better about it. I was happy to be rid of him. But it soon hit me that I wasn't rid of him and that I never would be. We shared a child together. He used that fact to constantly try to control me and the situation. Many a time he tried to break down my door, threatened me, and even assaulted me. After he left, I slept all the time. I was so tired. My therapist at that time told me it was a completely logical response. My body had been in *fight or flight* mode for years that now, that the 'danger' was no longer present, all that adrenalin in my body was finally leaving, making me exhausted. I was more lonely that I had ever been in my entire life. Not only did I lose my partner, but I had to endure periods without my son as we shared custody. My apartment went from being a loud, always busy place, to being so fucking quiet that I almost couldn't take it. I missed my son. As sick as it sounded, I missed having a partner around. The loneliness was so thick in the air that I could taste it sometimes. The only thing that really kept me from offing myself during that period was my son...and my doctor. My doctor saw the mess I was in and ordered I take four weeks stress leave off of work ('to start' she said). She found me a really good therapist in her office that was known for dealing with survivors of domestic abuse. She prescribed a new antidepressant and insisted on biweekly check-in appointments while I was off work.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Depression almost won that last time. I think back on what I was like three years ago and it scares me silly. I wasn't thinking logically, I was in a horrible haze and I felt like things would never get better.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I woke up this morning, and while getting dressed for the day, I thought about how I have been feeling the </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue", arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">last few days. I've been sad, quick to anger and frustrated. I've caught myself crying just about every day this past week. I've been feeling lonely and frustrated at that fact. But today, I woke up to a text message from my best friend wishing me a great day. I got a huge hug from my son this morning. I exchanged messages with a couple of people who always put a smile on my face because they make time for me in their busy lives and I appreciated it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Today is World Mental Health Day and I hope that this post helps people realize that there should be NO stigma with Mental Illness - it touches the people you would least expect. I've lost friends to depression and other types of mental illness - the most recent was a friend who committed suicide this past summer. If anything, those situations has taught me how important it is to talk. You feeling depressed or down? If you feel you have no one to talk to?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But if I look beyond my safe bubble and the more I expose myself to, the more I just want to crawl back into my bed, pull the sheets up over my head and stay there until the world gets back on track again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Part of me is glad we are not recording new episodes of <i>Maximum Rhythm and Booze</i> right now. Every episode would be a rehash of all these terrible things going on all over the world - subway explosions, crazies running cars into crowds of people, racist and bigoted rallies ending in deaths.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">First thing that ran through my mind was <i>"Or what can... AZ? Oh! Oregon, Washington, California..." </i>The second was <i>"Shit, Moz. No WPG? For fuck sakes..."</i> It was pretty obvious by now to me, and the other masses of Morrissey fans that something was up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The only thing that would make all this better is if WPG was on that list of cities. C'mon Moz...</span></div>
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-40780162591407719092017-04-05T18:17:00.001-07:002017-04-05T18:20:15.255-07:00Do You Remember Where You Were<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">April 5, 1994.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It was a Monday. I was over halfway through my first year of High School and I was loving it. From Kindergarten to Grade Nine, I went to the same small school, going from grade to grade with the same small group of about sixty kids. It was not a fun time for me and I ached to finish Grade Nine and then move on into High School.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">High School was the largest of it's kind in Manitoba. It was a massive building where kids from all over the Red River Valley and Interlake descended. Starting High School was the beginning of something great for me - I really found myself. I made friends with a great group of people, I discovered literature and music and drugs...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It all came in pieces to us. Was he killed? No, not killed. What happened? Someone on the radio said he was shot. Someone shot him? No, he shot himself.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">At home that evening, the story kept popping up on the news. There were few details, very few. I remember my mom asking me if I knew who Kurt Cobain was. I replied that I did.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">There are things that help define a generation - whether they are good or bad. Both my parents remember exactly where they were and what they were doing whey they heard the news that John Lennon had been killed. I bet others remember with amazing clarity what they were doing when John F. Kennedy was assassinated, or when two airplanes smashed into the Twin Towers. </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We remember what we were doing when we heard the news that Kurt Cobain had killed himself. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's been 23 years since Kurt Cobain left us. A lot has changed since then, hasn't it? I'm no longer the confused Stoner I was in 1994. I've morphed over the years into whatever it is that I am. The music is still with me - I'm as crazy about music now as I was back then, exploring different genres and subgeneras. I'm more aware of the world around me and how things seem to wax and wane as the years go by. I've grown - I've loved and lost love, I've been happy and I've experienced terrible aches. </span></div>
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-48214817607619459142017-01-22T09:53:00.000-08:002017-01-22T09:53:18.429-08:00Why I March<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's kind of been a historical weekend, not just here in North America but world wide, too. On Friday January 20, 2017 Donald Trump was sworn in as the 45th president of the United States of America. And the day after, on Saturday January 21, 2017 the now historic Women's March on Washington took place.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of course there is a direct correlation between these two events. After eight years of the Obama administration in the United States, the country is going from a leader who seemed to value and protect the rights of not just women, but other minority groups to one that, well, seems to encourage sexism and objectification of women. Don't believe me? Well, here are just a prime example of a few things President Trump has been quoted as saying:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"<b><i>Can you imagine that face next to our President? I mean, she's a women and I'm not supposed to say bad things, but really, folks, come on. Are we serious?</i></b>"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"<b><i>I better use some Tic Tacs just in case I start kissing her. You know I'm automatically attracted to beautiful...I just start kissing them. It's like a magnet. Just kiss. I don't even wait. And when you're a star they let you do it. You can do anything...Grab them by the pussy. You can do anything.</i></b>"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was very engrossed in this years Presidential election - more so than the previous. I'm sure that is due to a few things, but most strong among them are my age and my sex. Also, as a mother, I'm more aware of the world that I am raising my son in and I want to not only do right by him, but ensure the influences around him are positive and will build a strong foundation of acceptance. He is the future and it's my goal to show him there is no need to discriminate someone because they are different than you. I want to raise a man that is compassionate, understanding, accepting and respectful. I'm also not naive enough to think that my influence is the only one that will matter in his life. His friends, his father with whom I am separated from, teachers, my friends, partners that many come and go in my life, the news media and even politicians - these will all have an influence in my son's life and its my responsibility to give him a strong enough base to know the difference between right and wrong.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I suppose it's been bubbling over for a long time - the struggle of the old ways verse the new ways. The old ways of patriarchy and white male privilege verse the new ways of equality. In my eyes, the Obama Administration not just respected women, but elevated them. There seemed to be this universal sense that men and women can stand together, side by side and, really, just get shit done. Barrack Obama not just spoke lovingly about his wife Michelle and their two daughters Malia Ann and Sasha but showed the utmost respect, admiration and an amazing desire to see them all succeed. He led by example, showing that amazing things can happen when we work together and treat everyone with the same respect - regardless of gender.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, back to the Women's March on Washington this past Saturday...I suppose we all have our own reasons for taking to the streets. What started as a movement to 'send a bold message to our new government on their first day office, and to the world that women's rights are human rights. We stand together, recognizing that defending the most marginalized among us is defending is all' has really really turned into so, so much more. Washington was crawling with people, in numbers greater than those who attended the swearing in of President Trump. But that's not all. Millions of people around the world got together to show their support of Women world wide and fuck me, it was a beautiful thing to see. Here in Winnipeg thousands of people flooded the downtown on a cold and damp January day to stand united in the understand that, yes indeed, women's rights <i>are</i><b style="font-style: italic;"> </b>human rights. I was so proud and happy to see the outpouring of support that I shared a video on my Facebook wall Saturday of the march and stated the following in the post:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of course I broke the first rule of dealing with Internet trolls and responded, citing the Women's March on Washington's mandate and explaining why standing up for the rights of all is important and I was told to 'stop miswomenstanding' the real reasons that he provided for me that proved the march was a 'joke.' I was also told that I am a 'successful international female DJ - how on earth have you been marginalized by this supposed patriarchy?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Okay, I'll be the first to admit it. I lead a pretty damn good life. I was raised in a home where we never feared that we'd not have a roof over our head or food on our table. Both my parents are accepting people who raised two girls with the notion that with hard work, we can achieve our goals. We were made to believe that our gender did not define us and that being a women was not a curse or something to be ashamed of. I had a good education, I went to University. My parents got me a car when I was in my early twenties and helped me burden the cost of my University education so I would not graduate in debt. I moved into my first apartment alone in my mid twenties in a relatively safe and beautiful downtown neighborhood. I had heat, running water, electricity and was able to keep my fridge and cupboards stocked at all times. I was able to land a good unionized Government job that, by LAW could not discriminate me based on my gender. I make the same as my male counterparts and have the same opportunities presented to me as presented to them and my gender has never ONCE been an issue in my place of work. I live in a beautiful two-bedroom apartment on the 10th floor of a lovely high-rise in the heart of Downtown Winnipeg. I own my car. I am able to provide a safe, loving, warm home for my son and know he will never worry if there will be food on the table or if we will have a roof over our head. I am able, every week, to go on the airwaves at UMFM with my show Punks in Parkas and not just play what music I want, but like my other show hosts, we are able to speak freely and openly on the air about our thoughts and ideas - we are not censored. I am able to rant on any subject I want wish on Maximum Rhythm and Booze, and at times, hold my two white male co-hosts accountable. I have a soap box and a bull horn and I can use both without fear of harm to me or my loved ones.</span></div>
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<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I march so my son can see that ones gender does not define what you can or cannot do</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I march because even with all these wonderful opportunities and situations I have been presented with over my lifetime so far, I have experienced physical and verbal assaults on my person, I have been disrespected and treated as an inferior due to my gender. I have been raped, beaten and berated by men. I have been told that I can't do things, I will not be able to live on my own and that I will fail without a man in my life beside me. If I, the possible example of female white privilege have experienced all these things and more, then I weep thinking what others who are less fortunate than I may have experienced</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I march because all women everywhere deserve the opportunity to say what they want, wear what they want and BE WHO THEY WANT without fear</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I march because I am lucky enough to have a forum that reaches thousands and thousands of people and I believe that I should use that not just as a vessel to share great music, humor and news, but to hopefully draw a spotlight on plights that are REAL and PRESENT</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I march to lead by example for my son</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I march because I am a strong independent women and I will let NO ONE take that away from me</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I march because solidarity builds a strong movement. Even though I am not an American and things like my reproductive rights are not currently in danger, it is important to show a united front and send a strong message that shows these issues extend beyond one country but are world wide. Just because currently I am able to safely seek out an abortion in my country, does not mean that would always be the case and I love knowing that I would have the support of my sisters world wide if anything happened to change that</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I march because I love being a women and the fact that I wear dresses, make up and other 'girly things' should not devalue my input in any way. Change attitudes, not clothes</span></li>
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-82823866239196437502016-12-29T13:32:00.000-08:002016-12-29T13:42:17.896-08:00Penny Lane's Top Albums of 2016<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I think it's fair to say that most of us are more than ready to say good-bye to 2016. Society, on a whole, seemed to take a right good beating this year with a rash of celebrity deaths to the conflict in Aleppo to the Unites States electing reality TV star and all-around misogynist Donald Trump to the highest office in the country. Personally, 2016 was a difficult year for me. December gave me a right good beating and I went into 2016 with the hope that things would improve. Instead, the year made me it's bitch in more than one way, over and over again. To put it rather simply, 2016 sucked. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But I suppose it's true that every grey cloud does have a silver lining. I'm trying this new thing, it's called 'being optimistic.' So far it's shit, but I'm working on it. So this new optimistic me needs to find the silver lining in 2016. There are a few. I forged some great new friendships, I discarded some dead weight that was dragging me down, I started writing again. I also went on a journey of musical discovery - the likes of which I have not done since I first started Punks in Parkas 11 odd years ago. I decided early into the year to dig deep into my own collection and expand my horizons beyond what one would expect to be blasting through my earbuds during the day. I dig deep, in various different ways and discovered something interesting about myself and my tastes in music. I've discovered that I have an appreciation of all music, as long as it's well crafted and not mass produced like a commodity. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This time of year, most people are doing lists of their favorite releases of 2016. Instead, I'm going to do a list of my favorite albums I discovered/rediscovered in 2016. Some are new releases, some are old, but all have added to my personal soundtrack of 2016.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">1. <b>Yer Favorites by The Tragically Hip (2005)</b> - It's easy to call Summer 2016 the Summer of the Tragically Hip in Canada. In May lead singer and songwriter Gord Downie revealed that he was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. It shocked the whole nation, and rightly so. The Tragically Hip are as Canadian as Maple Syrup, as Hockey and Tim Horton's. The band announced they would go on one last tour, with the last show on August 20th in their hometown of Kingston, Ontario televised for all to see on the CBC . It is reported that 11.7 MILLION Canadians tuned into that last concert - a testament to just how many people this Canadian rock back have touched. I was on a road trip with my son to Regina and sat with him in the car, listening to Gord scream 'COURAGE' to the crowd. Both my parents and my sister, whose favorite artist is, believe it or not, Bon Jovi, also tuned into the concert. It was such a national event that my Co-Host Warren Peace even sent me a text that evening to ask 'Penny, what's going on in Canada tonight?' My answer as simple; a whole country stopped what it was doing - stopped watching the Olympics on TV, stopped playing on the phones, just stopped and watched The Hip lay their hearts on that stage. It's rare we get to say goodbye to our idols. 2016 showed us this in spades as celebrity after celebrity passed this year. But Gord and The Hip gave us a chance to say thank you. The Hip was the soundtrack of my first awkward crushes, of those late nights drinking beers by the river with friends. They told tales of my life; of driving down corduroy roads, of living in the north, of hockey and small towns. They made it cool to be Canadian. Yer Favorites it a best of album, but with a twist. The band asked it's fans to vote on their favorite Tragically Hip songs, and those were then taken and put on this double CD. It's a great introduction to this iconic Canadian for those who have never heard The Hip before and it's also a collection of iconic Canadian tracks for those of us who grew up with The Hip. This album quickly became a staple during summer and fall car trips this year for me, with tracks like <i>Bobcaygeon, 'It's a Good Life if You Don't Weaken,' Boots and Hearts</i> and <i>Long Time Running</i> finding spots this year deep in my heart. Thank you Gord Downie, Rob Backer, Gord Sinclair, Paul Langlois and Johnny Fay....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">2. <b>Phrenology by The Roots (2002)</b> - When I started Punks in Parkas on UMFM in 2005, my then music director (now our Station Manager) Jared McKetiak told me that in a few years I would be listening to and enjoying rap and hip-hop. I laughed at him. 'Mark my words Penny Lane, it will happen, you wait and see.' Well, it took longer than a few years, but damn him, he was right. 2016 was a year of discovery for me and I do have to give a lot of credit to the great Netflix series <i>The Get Down</i> for pushing me forward into somewhat uncharted musical territory. The Netflix series is a fictional account of the start of the Hip-Hop/DJ and MC scene in New York, something that has always fascinated me anyway. I discovered this album all because of the track <i>The Seed (2.0)</i>. That song hooked me hard and I spent a good chunk of the start of 2016 listening to The Roots over and over again. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">4. <b>True Blue by Tina Brooks (1960) - </b>This year was spent digging deeper into Jazz, exploring different artist, titles and albums. This classic by Tina Brooks (featuring Freddie Hubbard, Duke Jordan, Same Jones and Art Taylor) quickly found a spot in regular rotation at my house. After a rocky summer, a time when I was finding peace with myself and with the way the year was unfolding before me, this record took me into the fall season. I spent many evenings writing in my journal, with this record playing me into longer and colder days. It reeks of early 1960s - of smokey underground clubs, of Italian suits cleanly tailored, of happy hour drinks in Manhattan and coffee at Bar Italia in Soho. It's a classic that I wish I had discovered sooner.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">5. <b>New Occupation by Duotang (2016)</b> - Many people who stumble across Punks in Parkas find it hard to believe that in the frozen wasteland of Winnipeg, Canada that there could be a Mod scene. Truth be told, Winnipeg always seemed to have had a handful of Mods about - from the early 1960's to now, and with Winnipeg being the musical mecca of the northern prairies, this city has also produced its fair share of great bands, including a few of the Mod persuasion. Enter Duotang - a group made up of Sean Allum on drums and Rod Slaughter on bass who found themselves playing to Mods on this and the other side of the pond in the late 1990's. I had missed Duotangs rise to Mod fame before they split in early 2000s. All I had to go by was their handful of releases on the great Mint label. Over the years, I was lucky enough to develop friendships with both Sean and Rod based on our mutual love of music and mod culture. About 10 years back, the boys got together for a one-off Christmas reunion show and blew the roof of the place. That lead to a gig here, another show there, a few more reunion shows and then, before any of us knew what had happened, there was talk of a tour and a new album. The release, New Occupation has that same old Duotang sound that fans know and love, but also show a maturity and growth in their song writing and craft in general. It's Canadian Mod power pop at it's finest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">6. <b>Kind of Blue by Miles Davis (1959)</b> - It seems in difficult times, there are two albums I turn to, Abbey Road by the Beatles and Kind of Blue by Miles Davis. With the rocky start I had to 2016, it's no surprise that much of the early months of the year were spent with Kind of Blue. There's something about this album that is a tad uplifting, a bit sarcastic, a bit tongue-in-cheek. It never fails to put a slight smile on my face with the first few moments of <i>So What</i>. I'm not sure exactly what it is about this album that just does it for me, it's not something I can easily pin down but every time I feel alone or like the shit hand I've been delt is never going to get better, Kind of Blue comes in and takes me away for a moment to a place where I can sit back and smile, laugh at the way things have unfolded and forget about everything negative as the album takes over. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">8. <b>Heavy Soul! by Billy Hawks (1968)</b> - There is no better bliss for me, nothing better for my soul sometimes than to dig through records. It's such a personal thing that I sometimes have trouble taking people when me with I decided to go record shopping. I think it's because it's a raw version of me, and I'm afraid most people won't understand it or have the patience for it. To be honest, I could spend a long, long time pouring over records. I suppose it would take another music nerd like me to really understand it. Sure, I'll take friends and people who are interested in getting some vinyl to record stores and sales with me, but the moments I cherist the most are the ones I spend alone in a record store, breaking my nails as I flip slowly through the albums, sneezing from the dust and loving that musty smell. I found a reissue of this album by Billy Hawks at local record store Into The Music for $5, brand new. I wasn't familiar with it and wasn't sure if it was something I would love. Because, and let's be honest here, that cover artwork is kind of shit. My eight year old son Hunter could do a better job. But for $5, I was willing to take the risk. What I got was an album that is a perfect combination of Soul, Blues and Jazz and it instantly became a personal favorite.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">10. </span><b style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One and Two by Mal Waldron (1976) - </b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> I won't give the nitty-gritty details of how this record came into my collection. Part of me almost wants to because the story behind it is almost as good as the album itself and Warren Peace is always telling me that the personal stories I share on Maximum Rhythm and Booze are really the best.. Alright then, here it goes... After breaking up with my boyfriend before Christmas in 2015, I spent the first half of 2016 by myself. I needed some time to come to terms with the shit show that was the end of last year and work on loving myself a bit more before I even considered getting involved in any sort of way. By the summer, I was feeling more myself and at the encouraging of a friend, created an OKCupid profile. I didn't take it too seriously, so when I received a message from a Jazz loving, poetry obsessed English professor in Fargo, North Dakota... well, I didn't think too much of it. After exchanging a few lengthy emails, I learned that he was only in Fargo for a limited amount of time to do research for a book he was working on about a local poet. It seemed spontaneous and almost crazy, but we both felt that we should take advantage of this situation and meet for a drink, for dinner, for whatever before he headed back home to LA. So plans were made. He was heading to Minneapolis for a few days and on his way back to Fargo, we would meet for dinner at a local pub. I worked, and then straight from my office, hopped in my car and drove three hours to Fargo. This poetry loving, Jazz obsessed professor and I met first for a drink where he instantly handed me a brown paper bag. I opened it to find this record inside. He told me that he was out digging at some of his favorite record stores in Minneapolis just yesterday and saw this record and thought I would enjoy it greatly if I didn't have it already. We spent hours laughing over dinner and drinks, finding we had way more in common that originally thought. We talked for hours about music, about life, about art. The next morning when I drove home, I did so wondering what was to come of this, if anything? We are worlds apart, separated by space and very busy lives. We shared a few more emails but as the school year started up again in the Fall, contact became less and less. But every so often I like to put on this record and I smile, knowing that I still have the ability to be spontaneous and surprise myself. It may not have the most happiest of endings, but I did get a pretty sweet record out of the whole thing, so I guess I can't complain, can I?</span></div>
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-52870379354767599792016-12-04T16:06:00.000-08:002016-12-04T16:06:33.059-08:00Why I Love Vinyl...<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's inevitable. As soon as I meet someone new and start slowly sharing my world with them, sooner or later they always ask the question....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Some understand it instantly better than most, but those people are usually the ones who also have IKEA shelves full of records themselves. Others who I don't meet via the usual music related channels marvel at the novelty and eventually, while sitting with me at my place, watching me get up for the tenth time to flip a record over end up asking "so, why vinyl?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was thinking about this today while I was flipping through bin after bin of musty, old records at the Central Canada Record Sale - a small group of vendors selling their wares for a few hours on a cold, wet and snowy Sunday in Winnipeg. What is it about vinyl?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's easy to tell you why NOT vinyl. It's inconvenient. Have you ever had to carry a milk crate full of records to and from a gig, a sale, a party or even just to a different room in your house? Records are fucking heavy. There are many a time I have come home at two or three in the morning from a gig, grunting and cursing under my breath as I lug a nights worth of vinyl back to my apartment. I have, hand over heart, stayed longer in a shitty apartment because the thought of moving all those records to a new place seemed like the most daunting task ever.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's not cheap, either. The further you go down the vinyl rabbit hole, the more money you are willing to and find yourself spending on things. When your collection starts to expand and you can no longer find the records you are looking for in the one, two, or three dollar bins, the shit gets real. Soon you justify spending five dollars on a record. Next, ten dollar seems completely reasonable for that one record you've been itching to get. Before you know it, shelling out over $100 for an original Blue Note actually starts to sound like a logical thing to do (note: I to date have not done this yet, but I am starting to come around to that way of thinking, and it scares me).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Vinyl can be annoying. How frustrating is it to be sitting on your sofa with someone, sharing a glass of wine and have a great conversation, only to have to put that conversation on pause to get up and turn over the record when side A is over? Or worse yet, you have that person you have been lusting over a bit in your house, all night moving closer and closer to each other on the sofa when suddenly you are touching, smiling and you finally build up to courage to kiss them....and the record ends and all you can hear is the SCRATCH SCRATCH SCRATCH of the needle caught in the never ending out-groove loop? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Maintenance? I'm sorry, but my ideal way to spend a Sunday afternoon is listening to records, not carefully cleaning and drying them. I hate the upkeep. You have to be careful how your store your records, and don't get me started on equipment. Buying turntables and cartridges can quickly snowball to the point where you are scraping and saving to get that new Techniques turntable and the best possible needles for it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I think I find this such a hard question as I really can't put it into words. Right now I'm sitting at my desk with warm tea, and I've got Let's Stay Together by Al Green on the turntable and it's just bloody brilliant. The sound isn't perfect - there is a grit and a depth to the grooves on this record that is so drenched in history. This isn't a new record. Someone bought this album back in 1972, took it home and put it on their turntable and listened to it from beginning to end. They played it multiple times after that. Then it got passed on to someone else, sold to another person, stolen by another, gifted to someone else, until I found it for $15 dollars in that bin, mixed between records by Aretha Franklin and Toto. Then I, like all those before me, took it home, put it on my turntable and got lost in the music.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love how every time I put on this record, every time I play it, that it will sound different. The pops and hisses will morph. In that regard, vinyl can be this living and breathing thing that grows and ages as we do. This record by Al Green, while still at its core is the same record that was first played in 1972 sounds so different today then it back then. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I don't care how hip it now is to collect vinyl. I don't give two shits that Urban Outfitters have made buying turntables and records the cool thing. What you can't commercialize is this moment I'm having right now with Al Green. I hear years of love in those grooves. I don't want perfect, crystal clear sound. I am in love with the history, the tangibility of it all. I do Punks in Parkas because I love to share the music - I want people to be exposed to all these wonderful sounds. I collect vinyl because I, quite simply, love it. I love how I buy a record for one song and suddenly, I discover three other tracks that I never knew existed that have quickly become my favorites. I love the community and the fact that there is a group of people who share this passion for music - of all kinds. I love the shared knowledge, the discovery and the fact that, as silly as it may sound, the guys in this community have never ever once made me feel less than them because I a female and, by nature, a minority in this crazy, underground world. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Somethings we just are drawn to and love for reasons we can't completely explain to those who don't share the same passion. We can try as hard as we can to put it into words, but just fall short. I'll laugh through the pain of carting records around, of spending afternoons over my kitchen sink cleaning dust out of grooves and I'll smile inwardly as I get up again to flip the record over, because now I have another 20 or so minutes to build up the courage to kiss that person on my sofa again...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's just too bad they have such shit taste in music.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Alright, I digress a bit. Not all Millennials have shit taste in music. And honestly, people in positions of power have realized the mass amount of money Millennials have to spend in our economy and have been trying to tap into that income - including those in the music business.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Okay, I can see you giving me the stink eye. 'Penny,' your thinking, 'what does the economy and marketing towards Millennials have to do with music?'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">May I present exhibit A - the <i>Millennial Whoop</i>:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Writer <a href="http://qz.com/author/aepsteinqz/">Adam Epstein</a> posted a great article on the website Quartz about the <i><a href="http://qz.com/767812/millennial-whoop/">Millennial Whoop</a></i>, a simple musical phrase that is all over popular music today. In the article by Epstein, musician <a href="http://www.pmetzger.com/">Patrick Metzger</a> described the mechanics behind the phenomena:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So, for those of you who can read music, this is what the <i>Millennial Whoop</i> looks like on paper. Take that simple three, 8th note pattern, mix and repeat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I know, I'm starting to get a bit technical but bear with me. Music is a medium based on patterns and the combination of notes in specific patters make music. Simple, right? Think of <i>Hot Cross Buns - </i>that simple song every grade school kid learned how to play on a recorder in music class. The song is a simple pattern of three different notes, repeated over in different intervals. This creates a piece of music with, albeit simple, but reoccurring patterns that are, when not being blasted through a recorder by an eight year old, pleasant to the ears of the listener.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">There is an episode of Mad Men, which one exactly it is escaping me now, where Don Draper's agency is trying to market a product to teenagers and in trying to do so, creates a very whimsical jingle for the client. The client makes mention to Don that the song seems to have elements of nostalgia, which he doesn't believe would work as young people are unable to feel nostalgia. To this, Don laughs and says 'teenagers can be nostalgic - have you listened to their music?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As much as the 'me first' generation is always on the lookout for the latest and greatest, deep down inside we all tap into the known, the familiar. We look for something that strikes a chord with us, that triggers familiar paths in our brains. Now, the <i>Millennial Whoop</i> is nothing new - this is a musical phrase that has been used for as long as people have been making music. The difference now is that pop music 'Mad Men' have tapped into this sound, this phrasing and are using it as a way to trigger feelings of familiarity and comfort in something new in order to make a profit. It is, in a way, creating a fake sense of nostalgia that those with money to spend on music are lapping up like crazy right now. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's simple, really. In business, when you find something that your target demographic is going ape shit over and throwing money hand over fist at, you would be a complete idiot to not make your business successful and tap into that. That is what's happening with new music - creativity is being replaced with a manufacture <i>Whoop</i> that is funneling money into the business again. Music is being created with a sort of manufactured nostalgia that is giving the me-first generation something to grasp a hold of and give them a feeling of depth, of understanding, of <i>shit man, I've LIVED.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">In the long run, it is easy to pay someone to write a piece of music that contains the <i>Millennial Whoop</i> than it is to invest time and money into artist development and produce a piece of music that is in reality, a timeless work of art.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I know, I'm being hard on Millennials. Probably much the same way that Generation X's were hard on my peer group growing up. I was at a concert this week put on by the Manitoba Chamber Orchestra, in which the closing piece was a number by Vivaldi. There was no <i>Millennial Whoop</i> here, there was nothing manufactured about this piece of music. Yes, it contains elements that make it recognizable and comparable to music created at the same time, but it also contained something more... It had heart and soul. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I wonder, in 1000 years, if songs like <i>California Gurls</i> by Katy Perry or <i>Live While We're Young</i> by One Direction or <i>Sing it</i> by Rebecca Black will stand the test of time, or be seen for what they are - products manufactured to a specific demographic and produced to make a lot of people a lot of money...</span></div>
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-73655836070583554992016-09-25T11:15:00.001-07:002016-09-25T11:16:39.991-07:00Maximum Rhythm and Booze...Quadrophenia special with Mark Wingett!<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">Let me start by saying the following is not a debate. I rarely say this but I’m not interested in your views on The Beatles. I don’t care if you prefer the Stones. If you’re not a fan…I get it. It’s subjective. Just please, this time, "scroll and troll" elsewhere <span class="_47e3" style="font-family: inherit;" title="smile emoticon"><i aria-hidden="1" class="img sp_fM-mz8spZ1b_2x sx_98af2b" style="background-image: url(https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v3/yA/r/UGJMusFXJAV.png); background-position: 0px -357px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; background-size: 18px 476px; display: inline-block; height: 16px; vertical-align: -3px; width: 16px;"></i><span aria-hidden="1" class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">:)</span></span><br />To me The Beatles have shaped who I am. Religion doesn’t cover it. They are in my DNA. I just saw the new Ron Howard documentary ‘The Beatles: Eight Days a Week.’<br />As a music fan I can tell you it’s up there with the best of the best. As a Beatles fan, I was floored. Not to sound conceited but when it comes to the Fabs, I kind of know it all (the DNA thing, remember). No huge revelations in this film but here were my 5 take-aways to share with other like-minded Beatle people out there in Facebook land:<br />1. The world was going crazy. We were simply using Beatlemania as our vessel to act out and release whatever pent up angst, frustration, latent repressed sexual energy had built up inside of us as a society, world-wide.<br />2. The reason they survived that said insanity was because, unlike Elvis in his singularity, they had each other. A band of brothers, sitting alone in the back of a dimly lit Brinks-Mat van post-concert. Sweating in their cold steel cage as it whisked them back to their hotel and wondering WTF was unfolding around them. Nothing like it existed as a reference point before, nothing like it has happened since.<br />3. I knew their concerts were madness, but the film reminded me of the absolute hurricane of insanity that surrounded every move they made. For four small, pale, working class lads to have moved people with their music, image and entire being the way The Beatles did, I am convinced it was pre-ordained by a higher power and divinely motivated/inspired/guided. Call it God, call it ‘the Force’—The Universe was indeed at play.<br />4. In their hotel room in 1964 pre-Ed Sullivan appearance, John Lennon is toying with a riff on a Melodica which three years later, became ‘Strawberry Fields.’ I had heard this on an old bootleg clip and spotted it years ago. Very faint. It was brilliant to finally see the video footage.<br />5. The film reminded me how truly close and soul-connected these four men are. The post-break up bullshit aside, I remember McCartney telling a story of his final visit to George’s hospital bed where, during their conversation, he looked down to see he was holding and gently stroking his friend’s hand the whole time they had been talking. This was real love. The film reminded me of that indelible bond that ran deeper than blood or family. To the spirit.</span></div>
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The Felonius Spunkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11768385457592196946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-85198588680218174402016-09-09T08:42:00.001-07:002016-09-09T08:42:10.998-07:00More Silly Style Rules Shat Upon, Part 476<div style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><br />There seems to be an unwritten rule— although it probably is actually written in one of these silly mod ‘elite’ rule books— that says the top bottom of your Fred Perry should always be buttoned.<br />Here’s my rule of thumb: Looks great that way on a teen/20 something. If you have a double chin, are larger built, ‘girth’ of the neck,<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"> body build or are broad shouldered…in fact, anything other than the lithe frame of an 18-year-old, don’t button. It looks like you’re squeezing into the shirt and is, frankly, ridiculous.<br />Look in the mirror guys. If your chin or neck cover your top button and the jersey looks like it’s been spray painted onto a body that has no business being spray painted, ABORT!<br />Now before you throw tomatoes understand this… SOME of you can pull it off. Weller for example. He looks after himself and could go buttoned or unbuttoned, no problem. Wiggo, ditto. You get the idea.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">Final thought- PLEASE. Before you even THINK about getting into this whole ‘vintage Fila’ tennis top thing remember, Bjorn Borg was a god. An athlete in his prime. Save your money. You’ll come off less like ‘Man who looks like Borg’ and more like ‘Man who eats at Borger King’.<br />If you catch my drift.</span></div>
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The Felonius Spunkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11768385457592196946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-8378901150371502082016-09-01T17:08:00.003-07:002016-09-01T17:09:18.183-07:00Maximum Rhythm and Booze...with The Beat's Dave Wakeling!<br />
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-34905131343194119742016-08-26T13:23:00.001-07:002016-08-26T13:23:16.994-07:00D'You Know Quad I Mean? (and other shite puns)<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Freedom of choice and expression is good so I’ll 'exercise' mine…(pun intended)
Unless you’ve fallen off a treadmill I probably won’t read a Facebook status update that has anything to do with you and your workout… how far you’ve run, how much you’ve lifted, etc. Congrats to you, but you won't get the positive affirmation you seek from me and by the way while we're on the subject 1) you still have a long way to go and 2)I'll look forward to your post later in the day of you shoveling one of these fuckers in your pie hole: </span><br />
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SO… this has nothing to do with my exercise routine other than the fact it took place in a gym. See, here's the thing with ol' mr. Peace. I’m only effective in getting off my ass and moving if I have music to listen to while I do it. It’s the difference between me running 3K or 8K (see what I did there? Crafty!)
Anyway, I’m at a gym here in Texas called LA FITNESS (that's LA as in Los Angeles not as in 'If I eat enough fromage et baguettes, I will have to workout a lot to achieve la fitness. Follow me? Bien). Everyone has headphones on or earbuds in, doing their thing. Lots of sweat, testosterone and too-tight Lycra (them not me). I'm a bit old school... Adidas old logo only kit and Sambas. Sod the 'Nautilus Quadricep Pumper', it's strictly ropes, a few dumbbells and then I'm hitting the heavy bag. I'm just finishing beating Joe Frasier with a KO in the 3rd in my mind when ‘Columbia’ by Oasis kicks in on my iPod. It’s loud and I realise I’m actually walking around the place with a bit of a ‘Manc swagger’- you know, the subtle ape swing of the arms. The wider stride. Something exactly like this:</span><div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";">Age before beauty. <b>Warren Peace:</b></span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";">Okay, so in 2016 the cover may look like an
adult coloring book, but that's more a reflection of the times we live in
than the failings of designer Klaus Voormann. The teens and twenty-
somethings of 1966 were fighting under hellacious conditions in Vietnam. Ours
are on the sofa playing 'Call of Duty 4' under the hellacious conditions of 'Mum...we've run out of Doritos.' In general, we're softer now than we were a half-century ago when Revolver came into this world, both mentally and in the midriff.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";">It's always fascinated me wondering what it must have been like back then; slicing open the shrink-wrap, feeling the static cling of the vinyl as it slid out of the inner sleeve and onto the turntable. The needle running through the grooves for the very first time as what was arguably the greatest 34.75 musical minutes of the nineteen-sixties pumps through your speakers. Excluding Revolver's sister album, 'Rubber Soul' (The 'Hail to the Thief 'to 'In Rainbows' for all you millennials), to that point in their careers, The Beatles had fed their fan-base a steady vanilla diet of 'Love ME do,' PS, I love YOU,' 'With
Love from ME to YOU.' There are a couple of notable experimental exceptions, of course. In the US, 'Yesterday & Today's' infamous butcher cover is one, but
that was quickly covered up (literally) before breaking a slew of delicate teen hearts and
sending them off packing to join the Herman's Hermits fan-club. The use of
feedback at the intro of 'I Feel Fine' is another, but it's not exactly
Hendrix, is it? There's a buzzzzzz and 10 seconds later, John's
"so glad" that you're "his little girl." Again.</span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";"> So let's travel back in time and meet Jane and Sarah in Dayton, Ohio.
They've set their alarm, rushed out to the local record store just as it opens
and there, in the 'file under Beatles' section, they see the black, the white, the beautiful... Revolver!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";"> "Gee Sarah... the Beeddles named
their new album after a gun."</span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";">"I know Jane. Isn't it the MOST! Hey,
look at the cover. (She says, wistfully glancing at McCartney smiling back at her from the cover of 'Beatles VI' in the next rack). Aren't their eyes kinda....I dunno... creepy?"</span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">They run home screaming with excitement
and before Jane can get her coat off, Sarah has the needle on the vinyl.
Minutes later they're bopping to 'Taxman' smiling to 'Good Day Sunshine,' crying
to 'Here There & Everywhere,' and singing along to 'Yellow Submarine.' And
then, it happens... Side 2 track 5 starts to play. Sarah scratches her head and searches for her 45 of 'I Saw Her Standing There.' Jane however...</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";"> 'Tomorrow Never Knows.' The sonic eulogy to four smiling mop-tops.
The drum and bass vinyl assassination of the velvet collar jacket. The teaser trailer for the decades second act.</span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: helvetica;">The times were changing. Attitudes
were changing. People (John George, Paul and Ringo...and Jane) were changing. The Beatles were defining that change with albums as timeless as Revolver. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to turn off my mind, relax
and...you know the rest.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";"><b> Penny Lane:</b></span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">50 years ago... Can you picture it, sitting down after a long day at work, drink in hand, side B of the latest Beatles record is just about done, and while it's got that familiar Beatles "sound," there's something fresh and new about it..</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Then the last track starts, a swirl of confusing notes that, like jazz, feels a second away from falling into chaos but somehow remains in sync, fills your ears. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">The world was dangling its feet off the cliffs of change at that point... Revo<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">lver pushed it off into a new stratosphere...</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">"When did music become so important?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">"It's always been important..."</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";">Many people argue with me at length how the
Beatles are not a 'Mod' band. I've said it often: there is no Mod music, just
music Mod's listen to. Revolver is a work of art that has stood the test of
time and is as relevant now as it was a half-century ago when it was unleashed on the
world. It's sounds created a divide - either you embraced the changing face of
music and you felt the shift or you watched from the sidelines as the world ran
away from you one song at a time. The Beatles were maturing; as was their
sound, their audience and their message. The Beatles weren't the only ones
growing up. Paint it Black by the Rolling Stones, For What It's Worth by
Buffalo Springfield and the album Pet Sounds by the Beach Boys all were
released around the same time. </span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";">Many would argue that by 1966, the original
Mods were starting trade in their scooters and forget the scene. By 1967 Mod
was mostly a memory. Who knows, maybe the changes heard in Revolver pushed the
scene towards its slow end. But I would also argue that true modernists would
have embraced the tracks in Revolver and have understood and found its message
relevant. There is no Mod music, and amazing music should be enjoyed by all.</span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Happy birthday Revolver. I hope I'm this incredibly beautiful when I'm 50 too.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica";"><b> Jonny Owen: </b></span><span style="font-family: "times";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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The Felonius Spunkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11768385457592196946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-37610196514638361502016-08-01T11:08:00.002-07:002016-08-01T11:31:53.874-07:00Has the Random Button Killed the Album?The world was a very different place in 1979...Sony had just released The Walkman, Michael Jackson released his amazing <i>Off The Wall</i> album, Voyage I photos revealed Jupiter's rings for the first time, the Snowboard was invented, I was born and The Buggles released the now classic track, <i>Video Killed The Radio Star</i>.<br />
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We all know the song. Not only was it popular (the track topped sixteen international music charts, including the official singles chart of the groups home country of the UK, and also peaked into the top 10 in Canada and the Top 40 in the United States), but the songs video has the dubious honor of being the very first music video ever played on MTV, airing the moment the station went live at 12:01 am on August 1, 1981.<br />
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Of course it was the obvious choice. The song was a anthem for the ever changing landscape of how people accessed music. Gone were the day of hearing your favorite bands on a radio, being blissfully unaware at times of what they looked like. The transistor radio of the late 1950s made it possible to be mobile with your music and now, with the release of the Walkman, not only could you take your music with you but you had the CHOICE in what you wanted to hear.<br />
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Perhaps Diane said it best in <i>Trainspotting</i>: "Your not getting any younger, Mark. The world is changing, music is changing, even drugs are changing."<br />
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Nothing is stagnant, especially the music industry. In the eleven years I've been involved in radio, I have seen the way we access and listen to music morph and change in ways I never dreamed. The medium sure is the fucking is the message, Mr. McLuhan. From the age of 16 to now I went from buying tapes and vinyl, to switching to CD, then biting my nails in fear that the FBI would come knocking on my door and arrest me for downloading hundreds upon hundreds of MP3s via Limewire and Napster, to using iTunes to purchase said MP3s (and lose some of the guilt) and finally, as of late, streaming all the music I want via Spotify. The medium has shifted and morphed so much in the past twenty years that we would be completely oblivious to think that it did not affect how we experience music, or even to go a step further, how it is created.<br />
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Music, despite what people will tell you, always was and always will be a business and any business has the main goal of making money - full stop. And it would be naive to think that with all these changes in how the consumer interacts with the product, that the way artist make music wouldn't have changed too. It has, climaxing hard with the creation of one simple, little concept...<br />
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Love it or curse it, the random button which first came into play with the rise of digital music forever changed the interaction people have with music. Musicians created singles as something that could stand alone - it could be shuffled into a jutebox or easily picked up and spun on the radio. The single was a huge promotional item that many artist lived or died by. It was often on the strength of these singles that fans would decided if they would or would not spend their money on a full length album.<br />
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The mass digitalization of music forever changed that art form. Now, not only could you just select your favorite tracks from an album, but you could pair them up with whatever you wanted, create your own set list. Worst of all, you could now put on Abbey Road and hit that tiny little 'random' button and listen to that album in a way it was never intended. It now gave the consumer the ability to be the creator.<br />
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But just because you have a general idea of how a human heart works, doesn't mean you should preform open heart surgery any time soon.<br />
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The random button took away what was so amazing about those classic albums - what gave them the moniker 'classic' to begin with. It took songs out of context, it interrupted flow and the build up to your favorite song was forever scratched away due to impatience and the 'I want it now' mentality that is ingrained in so many of us these days.<br />
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Soon artists had to work with this simple fact in mind - that their songs needed to be stand alone, individual pieces of art that would survive within and without the context of a complete album. The single, which was the calling card of so many artist in the 1950s and 1960s soon because the be all end all. If you wanted to succeed, you needed to be able to produce a single. Fuck if the album on a whole was good or not..<br />
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Maybe that's why I'm so happy about the resurgence of vinyl again. There simply is no random button. It's a rainy August morning here in Winnipeg and I'm typing this at my desk while John Coltrane's <i>Stardust</i> plays against the pattering of the rain on my windows and the flow is...well, it's nothing short of magnificent. I couldn't have picked the wax and wane of the sounds any better, and the reason behind that is simple.<br />
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This is not my art. This is Coltrane's art, listened to as Coltrane intended. I am letting John take me on the journey of his choosing. He is painting pictures, he is in control of his own palette and I am along for the ride.<br />
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Side one has finished, and it's stopped the music at the point John intended, not me. Now I will get up, flip over the record, and think while the first crackles of needle to vinyl start, about how he knows his art so much better than me, otherwise I would have created it and not him. I respect his musical choices and I do so by letting the album as a whole move me - not by making piecemeal decisions that not only break the integrity of the art, but remove all meaning from it.<br />
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Viva la Vinyl...<br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So,The Remains. 1966. These are lads now, remember. Months after graduating Uni. Everything they own shoved into a VW van, a few $ for food and off to NYC. Happened be in the right office at the right time when the call came through to the manager they had just hired to help them climb the musical ladder to greatness. "We need an opening act for the Beatles tour."<br />Not too dissimilar to the story of The Beatles themselves. The stars aligning and you just happen to be in the exact spot where the universe needs you to be. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So (not surprisingly!) they agree to do the tour, sharing some very intimate time with the FABS. A side not often exposed. One-on-one chats in small planes. Sharing personal thoughts on Vietnam and the social unrest in the US at the time. Remember, this tour was right on the back of Lennon's comments to Maureen Cleave in the London Evening Standard where he claimed The Beatles were bigger than Jesus. It was PANDEMONIUM in the southern US states and following death threats, bomb threats from the KKK etc, they were genuinely scared for their lives.<br />Barry tells of greeting Lennon as he took a seat beside him on the small chartered plane heading to Tennessee.<br />"Morning John, how are you?" Barry asks.<br />"Ask me after Memphis," Lennon replies, his voice laced with genuine anxiety. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Again...perspective: Here is Barry (Tashian) of The Remains- a 21 year old boy- on a Lear Jet with the largest band in the world seeing and hearing things the press were never privy to at the time. He became very close with George Harrison who took him to a party in LA with rock royalty. The Birds, The Monkees, The Mammas and Pappas. He was dropped back to the hotel squeezed into David Crosby's silver Porche with George, all high and in their prime. Six months before, he was playing in a pub!<br />You can't make it up!</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">During the tour, they appeared on 'Hullabaloo', and The Ed Sullivan Show- both MASSIVE at the time. The ad in the NY Times actually said "WATCH them on NBC TV's 'Hullabaloo', SEE them at Shea Stadium, HEAR them on Epic Records." Exposure that was tantamount to anything that had come before or since to create THE next big thing right? Wrong.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So then, the album must have just been crap, right? That's why they floundered? Wrong again. Their cult classic self-titled album is absolutely BRILLIANT and is now widely regarded as one of THE seminal garage rock albums of the 1960's. Recently re-issued for Record Store Day here in the states, get it. Trust me. Download it, steal it...whatever it takes.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So what stopped this band short of becoming household names and rock legends? I've wondered about this myself since I was 12, so I was eager to find out.<br />I'd highly encourage giving the new MR&B a listen to hear Barry's take on it all rather than my 'Felonius Spunk' paraphrased version. He's very open. Lives with no regrets and actually went on to have a successful career himself in music beyond that magic summer in '66.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />Imagine though, you're on stage at Shea. Thousands of screaming fans (not yours, theirs) but who cares right? You're in the moment. Experiencing something impossible to convey to anyone outside of the 4 members of your band and the 4 members of the band who will take the stage after you and then, take the world. You play that gig and then 6 weeks later it happens. The 'coming down'. The hangover from the 'drunken' summer. The realization that, however big The Remains become, they will never, ever achieve that or feel that again. </span></div>
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-55892769113817641812016-07-28T14:10:00.001-07:002016-07-28T14:48:01.528-07:00N-n-n-n-nineteen or, the legend of the VietPong (Random thoughts from the mind of Jonny Owen Part 1)<div style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-top: 6px;">
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: black;">Made me think of this thing I read once from an American Marine. I once studied 60's US foreign policy. Their idea was based around what they called the 'domino effect' doctrine and the belief was you had to fight communism everywhere otherwise if you didn't then other countries could fall to it. Hence Korea and then Vietnam.</span><span style="background-color: black;">So I'm reading this passag</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: black; display: inline;">e and it always stuck with me. And it's this young American marine.. Just a kid of 19 (like the song)...newly arrived and he has an engagement with some Vietcong in his first few days and he thinks it's crazy that all they have on are these weird black all in one cotton jump suits. Long hair and bandanas...no helmet...flip flops and old wooden AK47's. Their ammunition all in tiny rucksacks. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">You see their metal helmets become incredibly hot and their shaved hair means the sweat just drips down their face so they actually can't see at all. Their uniforms are heavy and begin to rot along with their boots. Their guns are metal and also begin to seize up and their packs full of ammunition and provisions means they can only move very slowly. It puts them at an enormous disadvantage but the directive from HQ is to stop moaning and get on with it.</span></span></div>
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The Felonius Spunkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11768385457592196946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-58832074578102661052016-07-16T09:15:00.000-07:002016-07-17T09:55:21.085-07:00To REALLY Kick Goldman in their Sachs, First Occupy Jermyn StreetGod bless 'Anonymous.' I mean it. And no, I'm not saying that for fear of this site being hacked, or my back account emptied and <strike>my subscription to porn hub made public</strike> - nothing. Believe me, when they publicly declared cyber war on ISIS*, the irony that 76 virgins were the ones sitting at their keyboards waging that war wasn't lost on me. It was a ballsy move and as a result, I have a lot of respect for geeks with attitude.<br />
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It's the ones running around on the streets in hoodies and throwing day-old Brussel sprouts at hedge fund managers that rub me the wrong way.<br />
I really believe the Occupy London or Occupy Wall Street movement of old would have done a lot better if they had been dressed like Steve McQueen or Paul Weller rather than Guy Fawkes.<br />
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Less about "V" for Vendetta and more about "T" for Tailor.<br />
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Dressing better than the man interviewing you gets you on the 'inside,' close to the cogs of the machine and that can really affect change. Mods understood this and still do. Ignoring the plastic spoon lodged in their mouths since birth, they dress 'above' whatever hand life may have dealt them and stand out in a sea of Topman tat, H&M hispters and the X-Factor-Fed populace. Thread count was always their way IN and a pathway OUT of their social economic status.<br />
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The premise is quite simple, really. If one was inclined to be subversive and wants to stick it to 'the man; by Lynching Merrill, or kicking Goldman in their Sachs, who has a better shot? "Shaggy the Chav" in the hoodie chanting in the street disguised as the creeper exploiting Natalie Portman's daddy issues, or the broker... Staring down from his office window at the protesters below, taking positions with millions of his corporations dollars? Case in point - Barings Bank. They collapsed in 1995 after suffering losses of 827 million pounds ($1.3 billion) resulting from poor speculative investments, primarily in futures contracts, conducted by an employee named Nick Lesson.<br />
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So TELL ME, who brought the machine to a grinding halt ? Guy Fawkes or Guy in a Suit?<br />
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Clothes matter. Style matters. Want to dress better than the boss? A grey Prince of Wales check cashmere- wool blend suit with pocket square, sky blue tab collar shirt with french cuffs, navy knit tie with white polka dots and tie bar with a pair of black oxford lace ups or monk strap shoes should do the job. Before you know it, you'll be puking in the stall next to his after your three day bender while he sits rigidly, making his morning movement with a copy for the FT. Oh, and make sure your shoes match your belt and watch strap. <i>Coordinate to infiltrate,</i> that's my ethos.<br />
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Julius Caesar was killed by Senators, not the plebeians. Infiltration is key (hence why institutions such as intelligence agencies exist). Access from within. Knowing that getting close enough to the tractor beam to 'pull the plug' requires a Stormtrooper's swagger (and sharp white metallic duds) to make it past the guards and blend in.<br />
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Anonymous, as much as I love what you stand for, if your scruffy molotov cocktail-chucking street legions were truly serious about effecting change of some sort, I think they've missed their mark. After all, one can hardly plant a cherry bomb in the executive washroom if one does not have access to the keys, can one ;)<br />
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Occupy Wall Street? Sure, but first occupy Jermyn Street. Sort out a few good made to measure shirts (I recommend Two-Ply Pima cotton oxfords with 3 7/16" button down collar), a couple of sharp ties and a decent suit.<br />
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*It should be noted ISIS 'martyrs' that since Lemmy arrived, there are no longer 76 virgins to be had in heaven.Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-16086025743519795662016-07-11T16:57:00.000-07:002016-07-11T19:44:40.141-07:00Maximum Rhythm and Booze - The Vapors Reunion Special with David Fenton!<br />
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Penny Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15264921284665545626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160288902181404590.post-48569236552649607092016-06-29T18:41:00.001-07:002016-07-15T23:39:24.804-07:00Don't Tell Anyone...But I Love K-Tel<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">By Penny Lane</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Wow, 2016. Just...wow. I think this year will go down in history as not the year the music died, or the arts died, but just the year that everyone up and left us. It seems every week since the year started the news agencies are publishing in memorandums and obituaries for a wide array of celebrities.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I could go on and on, really. The list is lengthy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />Warren and I joked on a recent episode of Maximum Rhythm and Booze that every time we take an unscheduled hiatus from recording (which we took a few at the start of 2016), someone seems to keel over and die on us. Now, with me being the most organized of the show hosts, it's rare for me to miss a show - mostly it was due to Jonny's crazy schedule or Warren's inability to have Siri update his calendar for him (will those two every get along?). It's a cold day in hell when we have to postpone an episode of Maximum Rhythm in Booze because of me. So when I had to postpone recording an episode of the show in late April, I wondered - who would be next? Who would Maximum Rhythm and Booze send off to the great abyss?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />Turns out I killed local Winnipeg legend and K-Tel founder Philip Kives!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />Now, I know a good lot of you are scratching your head, all thinking 'who the fuck is Philip Kives and what the hell is K-Tel?"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />Philip Kives is the amazing man who brought you the Miracle Brush, the Veg-o-matic and, best of all, <i>K-tel Classics</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br /><i>K-Tel Classics</i> littered the record collections of every adult I knew growing up. They were as common as snow in winter and misquotes in the summer here in Winnipeg and were often my first introduction to much of the music I enjoy today. The first record I remember listening to over and over again was the now-cringe-worthy <i>Mini Pops</i> album, which featured a cover of the song <i>Morning Train</i> that I have memories of singing while skipping down the school hallway while I was in Kindergarten:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As odd and bizarre that this song, nay the whole concept of <i>Mini Pops</i> is now, I do have to give credit where credit is due. K-Tel helped culture my taste in music. <i>Mini Pops</i> aside, I often found myself listening to one of the many K-Tel compilation albums which gave me my first introduction to groups like T-Rex, Louie Armstrong, The Kinks, Sadie Shaw, Status Quo, Crazy World of Arthur Brown, and more. Heck, the album <i>Daffy Dances</i> has a permanent place in my record collection and often gets pulled out at DJ nights and parties. With tracks like Dee Dee Sharps' <i>Mashed Potato Time</i> and Bob and Earl's <i>Harlem Shuffle</i>, how could I not?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Will my love of K-Tel lessen my 'credibility' as DJ? Probably. Will the fact that I've taken <i>Daffy Dances</i> to various clubs and have spun almost all the tracks on that album at Mod gigs put me in low standings with those who only thing you should DJ tracks off of the original 45s at Mod do's? I'm positive it will.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But you know what? I don't care. I owe a lot of my musical knowledge to Philip Kives and K-Tel records.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Go polish your Vespa or Lambretta while you debate <i>again</i> whether Mods wear trainers or not. I'm going to be in the kitchen making noddles out of cucumber with my Veg-o-matic while dancing around my kitchen to side two of <i>Daffy Dances (</i>which has a great cover of <i>Land of 1000 Dances</i> by Cannibal and the Headhunters).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">RIP Philip Kives...</span><br />
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