Dear Canada Blog #58 April 22nd 2018.
Didn’t have to rush out this morning. We had a civilized lobby call of 12:15p.m. Also we are not lugging our big suitcases, as we have sent them ahead with Johnny’s crew and their buses.
I managed to squeeze in a quick breakfast as I finished off the previous blog.
We headed to the airport for the first of two flights; one to Halifax, then on to St.John’s. We expected to have had the time to hit the lounge at the Halifax airport but due to a fairly long delay with our first flight we had all of 7 minutes to change planes. That’s always special, isn’t it?
We landed on “The Rock,” at 5:48p.m. 🤗 There is no show tonight.🤗🤗
St. John's is the capital and largest city in Newfoundland and Labrador. It is on the eastern tip of the Avalon Peninsula on the large Canadian island, Newfoundland. The city is North America's easternmost city,
Its name has been attributed to the Nativity of John the Baptist, when John Cabot was believed to have sailed into the harbour in 1497 and to a Basque fishing town with the same name. Existing on maps as early as 1519, it is one of the oldest European settlements in North America. It was officially incorporated as a city in 1888. The city has a rich history, having played a role in the French and Indian War, the American Revolutionary War and the War of 1812. Italian inventor Marconi, received the first transatlantic wireless signal in St. John's. Its history and culture have made it into an important tourist destination. And for the record. They LOVE their music, their pubs and their friends!!!
I LOVE St. John’s.
I have been coming here on and off for years, both with Glass Tiger and as a solo performer and public speaker. The weather can be brutal but when it’s nice, the countryside and coastline of Newfoundland is as beautiful as anywhere in the world.
We met in the lobby for 7p.m. And went for Sushi, after which Al & Sam went pub hunting, while Sean and I made our way back to the hotel to shut it down.
I continue to clear out old photo’s from my phone. Since I don’t have a show tonight and I am just chillin’ I will post some older ones that mean something to me and see if they conjure up a story; here goes....
1) A dear old pal, Dougie “Killer” Gilmour. This shot was taken at a Socan Awards Show. I had brilliant times with Dougie back in the day. Many people think he was nicknamed “killer” as a sort of “spoof” on the fact, that even though he was of small stature he played tough. Only partly true. He was nicknamed “killer” by a St.Louis Blues teammate, Brian Sutter in reference to both his "mean" style of play and an apparent resemblance to the serial killer, Charles Manson!! The nickname stuck with him his entire career.
2) Behind My Eyes; This shot was taken about one week after suffering a stroke. I had been moved out of the stroke floor and transferred to a rehab centre, where I had to undergo trivial and demeaning tests and tasks that at the time, seemed insurmountable. Like trying to roll plasticine, or lift coins off of a table and put them into a slot. I was still trying to come to terms with what had happened to me. I can see it in my eyes.
4) Sharing a conversation with Huey Lewis; I was saddened to hear of Huey’s plight with Ménière’s disease, a disorder of the inner ear that can cause episodes of vertigo, tinnitus, a feeling of pressure in the ear and fluctuating hearing loss, causing him to cancel his touring life. I too suffer from tinnitus. I NEVER hear silence. I hear a ringing, constantly, especially in my right ear. I have even gone to the dentist numerous times, complaining of toothache, only to discover it’s actually pain radiating from my inner ear. It comes with the territory. Forty years of rock’n’roll will do that.
Huey is a helluva nice, down -to-earth- guy. I have done two shows with him, once with Glass Tiger and once solo.
6) This remains one of my favourite shots to have been a part of ......EVER! It’s a shot taken by photographer, Allan Zilkowsky at a show we did in Sackville, New Brunswick (I think). I love it because of the “classic” nature of it. The shot of course is NOT about me. It’s about you. I represent, the “artist” but since my back is to you the viewer, that performer could be any one of THOUSANDS of performers. Zoom in though and the story truly begins to take form. The looks on those faces. So in tune with what is happening. I love this shot because it reminds me of my youth,
Looking at “live” pictures of say, Marc Bolan, David Bowie, Led Zeppelin, or big Rod, I was ALWAYS more captivated with the crowd. How transfixed they were on the performer. It was mesmerizing. Still is.
And so at 11 p.m. I am ready to shut it down. Two more shows to go, or as Johnny calls them, The Semi-Final and The Final. Tomorrow we fly to Corner Brook.
And so Goodnight Dear Canada, until tomorrow.