Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

My Canadian Songs Playlist for #Canada150

I haven't posted anything in forever and so to potentially ease my way back into writing more I have decided to do my patriotic duty and create my own Canada150 playlist. But not a typical Canada 150 playlist of favorite songs or a pointed commentary on Canadian art. No this is a personal list of favorite Canadian musicians and their most impactful songs on me.  Not even my favorites, just songs and moments related to songs that have stuck with me. They are presented in chronological order from when they were written and I have given myself a strict rule of only one song per band - with one notable exception, my rules, I can bend them if I want.

For those that don't want to click on individual links you can go straight to the youtube playlist here and listen along while reading.

Suzanne - Leonard Cohen

A dream like song that always transports me to "her place along the river". In my youth I secretly wanted a woman to feed me tea and oranges, I still kind of do.

For Loving Me + Did She Mention My Name - Gordon Lightfoot




Not my favorite Gordon Lightfoot song, that honor goes to Sundown or Summerside of Life depending on my mood. This song however, is the only song in my life I ever heard my father sing along to.

Growing up I spent many summers fishing on the family boat with my mother, father and any combination of siblings. Our family boat was somewhat of an anomaly to me growing up. It was uncharacteristically deluxe with a big inboard motor, adjustable orange leather/plastic seats and a tape deck. An actual tape deck in a boat! How sweet was that. None of our cars had a cassette player but our boat did. Of course we had only 2 or 3 tapes consisting mostly of songs taped off the radio and  a very special bootleg of my brother Geoff singing Tiptoe Through the Tulips. One fateful night while jigging for pickerel Dad actually sang along a little bit to Did She Mention My Name. It was faint, but in the still of Greenwater Lake I heard it. He had a nice voice.

Plus - check out Gord looking like a Troubador Jesus above. What a stud.


The Weight - The Band






All time classic. My favorite version of this song is the one above that was a studio rendition to complement the live recordings of The Last Waltz. The Last Waltz is of course the greatest concert film of all time. When I wake up early on weekends with my daughter I sometime pop in the DVD and it forms the soundtrack of our morning. Mavis Staple in the last second of the video sums it all up with a breathless "beautiful". Check out Mavis reminiscing on it all years later.

Helpless - Neil Young



The Last Waltz gets me again as does the line "In my mind I still need a place to go".


Log Rollers Waltz - National Film Board

Pure nostalgia.

I must have seen this a 100 times or more while watching CBC on Saturday mornings I can practically feel the weight of Mom's jean jacket quilts around my shoulders when listening to this.


 One Night Love Affair - Bryan Adams





A guilty pleasure....no screw that...a good rock pop song. For some reason the local Classic Rock station KRock 97.3  plays it a lot and it's not uncommon for me to hear this a couple of times a week...which is weird right? But then I started listening to lyrics and thinking about the song on my commutes. First off Bryan Adams knows how to craft a catchy song. Secondly, he does a great job of making a slutty one nighter sound not so slutty by calling it a 'love affair'. Third, unrequited love, or in this case requited then longed for again is a much better story than a traditional found and kept love story.  Seriously though, it is best played at higher volumes.


The Smalls Dan Diddle A Na





 I love the driving guitar, the snarly vocals and pace. I feel comfortable saying The Smalls are the best garage rock band Canada has produced. They were big with all of my buddies while in High School and when they re-united to play a festival in Edmonton 2014 we had our own impromptu reunion and that weekend probably ranks as one of the favorites of my life.


Little Bones - The Tragically Hip






The first time I really payed attention to The Tragically Hip was this song. My sister Monica had just got the Road Apples CD and I heard this song a couple of times in the course of a weekend. I thought it was raw and cool. I don't think it has held up all that well over the years but I kind of still appreciate how unprocessed it sounds.

The era between Road Apples and Day for Night for me is the pinnacle of the Hip. They were young, sweaty and straight forward rock n roll. There were no lame songs about music at work or cool hats to hide the balding. Look at Gord in that video above, vibrant and just giving'r. This era is how I will remember him. When they embarked on their final cross country tour and played their final show I couldn't watch it. I appreciated and admired the courage and drive that Gord and the whole band had but I hated it at the same time. I didn't want that memory of the Hip. I have a theory that if a heaven exists and if we take any form of corporeal form, that corporeal form is based on what your obituary picture looks like. I chose young Gord.


Terriers - The Kids In The Hall




Die, die, die, die, die, die worms eating you eyes. God, did I love Kids In the Hall. If Fine Ham Abounds was a more complete song it would be on the list but alas they just gave us a taste of what that song could be...But it was really fucking good.


Lost Together - Blue Rodeo




The most romantic song I can think of. Greg Keelor has never sounded better.

On November 29, 2009 our nation hit what I consider peak Prairie Canadiana. It was the half time show of the 97th Grey Cup - Blue Rodeo was playing Lost Together at the 50 yard line - the field was swarmed with Rider fans wearing green - Couples are boozily slow dancing on the field - as the camera sweeps by a woman wearing a Bobby Jurasin style bandana kisses her goateed man. This is the most Canadian prairies thing ever. With such a high peak we had to descend and this is evidenced by the Riders losing the game like idiots as they can't count to 13. The rest of the country laughs.


5 Days in May - Blue Rodeo





Here is where I break my own rule. Yes, it is another Blue Rodeo song but this one is sung by Jim Cuddy. Jim Cuddy is cool. I wish that I could pull of the denim shirt with piping look like he does. I have even bought a couple over the years - Chrissy will confirm though that I just look stupid. I am such a poser.

When I started at EEDC I would often default to Blue Rodeo songs to listen to while working. They blended into the background well.  Around this time I started to really take notice of the pretty girl in the office beside me.  Chrissy, that pretty girl, remarked one time that she liked this song so it stayed on high rotation. It has continued to be a favorite ever since.


Balls of Ice - 3 Inches of Blood





Writing this blog I have come to realization that I like a lot of pretty songs. To keep my street cred up I present to you some great Canadian metal; 3 Inches of Blood. It was a tough call between this song or Curse of the Lighthouse Keeper but Balls of Ice wins based on the call out of "Balls, Balls, Balls, Ice, Ice, Ice (repeat). Probably every couple of weeks someone says balls or ice in a statement and in my head I sing "Balls of Ice" in my best metal voice and smile.

Rebellion (Lies) - Arcade Fire




The first time I heard Arcade Fire I was in Saskatoon driving around listening to CFCR 90.5FM. When this song was over and the DJ came back on I pulled over so I could write down who it was. That same day I bought the Funeral CD. It is still in my car even though my CD player no longer works. When they broke out they seemed to have an urgency to them. They had music they needed to get out of them (to steal a quote from Bryce). Subsequent albums have been solid but the urgency is gone. They seem more content to try and get you to dance - whatever.


Romantic Rights - Death From Above 1979





The whole You're a Woman I'm a Machine album is outstanding. This song sticks out above all else for DFA's performance of it on Conan O'Brien back in the day. I remember flipping through channels late one night and caught Conan announcing his guests which included DFA. It was quite late and I was starting to fall asleep when they came on. They absolutely killed it with an assist from Max Weinberg. Check out the smile on Max's face, he is loving it. Suck it Springsteen.


Ageless Beauty - Stars





Another pretty song that I can't help but like. A few years back on a Halloween night Chrissy and I went to go see them live at Edmonton's Winspear Centre. The Winspear is renowned for its great acoustics and Amy Millan in full preggo glory sounded outstanding. This night was also memorable for Chrissy wearing the full length brown leather and fur trimmed jacket I got her out in public. It only ever sees the light of day on Halloween which is a shame as Chrissy looks great in it.


Tournament of Hearts - The Weakerthans






It's a song about a guy that can't articulate what he wants to say to his lady friend and so instead drinks by himself at a curling rink. We've all been there man. Fucking genius.


Edmonton - Rural Alberta Advantage






The best song ever written about Edmonton. Why this gets no love on local radio and they play Tornado 87 instead is beyond me.

I can dream some days of moving to the coast or living in a foreign country for an extended period of time but it won't happen. I won't be leaving Edmonton. Chrissy's family is here, we have good jobs, a great house and I am too shitty of a hockey player for any other rec team in another City to take me. And that is ok. Edmonton has been good to me.


Honorable Mentions that didn't make the playlist:









Sunday, December 27, 2015

The New Normal of a Newborn

Sophia is now 3 weeks old and Mother and Daughter are doing well.
I have been home from work (holidays and a great boss/colleagues) and we are now setting into a routine, at least until the routine abruptly changes.

Start with noon as we have to start somewhere....

  • Noon-3:30pm - Nursing and naps by Sophia
  • 3:30-6:00pm - Sophia and Chrissy nap time
  • 6:00-8:00PM - Nursing and play time
  • 8:00-10:00PM - Nursing and Sophia napping
  • 10:00-12:00am - The Beast is awake and angry!
  • 12:00-3:45am - Stu goes to sleep - Chrissy and Sophia eventually fall asleep
  • 3:45-7:30am - Chrissy sleeps - Stu in charge of feeding and diapers...some 30 minute catnaps for father and daughter
  • 7:30-10:00am -  Chrissy and Sophia usually sleep - Stu watches sports highlights while drifting in and out of consciousness
  • 10:00-Noon - Nursing and play time
Sophia doesn't go into "Beast Mode" as much as she did the first 2 weeks but it's still a common sight to see Chrissy circling the kitchen island with her baby in her bathrobe.



Only 18 more years to go!

Sunday, August 09, 2015

Holiday in Nashville

This year my hockey team decided to attend our annual travelling tournament in Nashville Tennessee. As I had never travelled to the "the South" before I was pretty excited for the trip and Chrissy was too. We decided to head down a week ahead of the tournament to experience some Southern hospitality and to explore some of the highlights of Tennessee including Nashville, Franklin and Memphis.

Nashville highlights include:

Timothy Demonbreun House

Finding a hotel within the general core of Nashville was proving near impossible before our trip so I started trolling through travel message boards and travel tips sites for Bed and Breakfasts. Repeatedly one property was singled out - Timothy Demonbreun House.

As we arrived in Nashville I was starting to get a bit giddy as our rental car got closer to our accommodations. Chrissy, who loves both old houses and hotels and was mostly unaware of our destination. Surely she was going to be excited with our home for the next couple of days. The first views did not disappoint.


We ended up in the Game Room located on the top floor. The room was outstanding! We had our own pool table, darts board, poker table and large screen TV.

Know when to fold them...

Our host, Richard, is a descendant of the "first citizen" of  Nashville and the namesake of the house was a fantastic host providing a friendly greeting at all times, tactful questions, a continual fill of coffee, travel suggestions, and even shuttle services into downtown. A true southern gentlemen.


Probably our favorite thing was our morning coffee's and evening beers on the front porch. Truly a treat for a couple of Canadians in mid April. 

Chrissy and I can't recommend the accommodations any higher. If you find yourself in Nashville, do yourself a favor and stay here.

NRA Convention

It turns out that we couldn't get a hotel in the core of Nashville because there was an NRA Conference going on at the same time. Over three days the conference drew 78,865 attendees. It was nuts.


Having both worked in Economic Development and with the Tourism industry Chrissy and I could only marvel at the breadth and impact of the conference. It truly took over the city with every bar and restaurant doing an awesome job of welcoming the delegates. 

The conference even arranged for the main drag, Lower Broadway to be closed down for a free Hank Williams Jr. concert.



Hank, aka - Bocephus, actually puts on quite an entertaining show. He possesses a strong voice and is quick to 'spin a yarn' of his 'pappy' and famous friends. My only issue was the complete pandering to the partisan crowd and the general ridiculousness of his songs. Actual lyrics include:

  • ...I really, really, really, really, really, really like girls. Yeah, I really, really, really, really, really, really like girls....I really, really, really, really, really, really like guns. Yeah, I really, really, really, really, really, really like guns....
  • I'll keep my freedom. I'll keep my guns...This country's sure as hell been goin down the drain. We know what we need. We know who to blame. United Socialist States of America how do ya like that name?
I kept giggling and Chrissy was worried that we would get beat up. But it was all cool. Everybody was in a good mood, and just maybe... I was packing heat. Our hypothetical belief was the threat of everyone carrying a gun kept everyone more civil.

Chrissy the pistol packing hottie

Chrissy and I grew up with guns in the house as our fathers and siblings would often fill the freezers with wild game and fowl. I've taken my hunters safety training and even popped a couple of deer in my day.  It's not that we are unaccustomed to guns, but seeing some of the displays of the vendors with the NRA Conference was mind boggling foreign to me.

At any time, why would this be necessary outside of an armed conflict?


Being in town at the same time as the NRA  was an eye opening experience.

BTW - Not everybody in Nashville was happy to be hosting the NRA.


Downtown Living Tour

While reading the paper one morning we discovered a unique opportunity put on by the Nashville Downtown Partnership: A self guided tour of 12 different residences in the downtown.


Not knowing exactly what to expect we bought a ticket and took the recommendation to visit a 'must-see' residence in Printer's Alley.

The home was amaziing. It gave me my first and only ever true instance of house envy. Our pictures do not do it justice.





The actual loft is now used primarily as a filming location rather than a residence. Check out some of their promotional pictures here.

A lot of the other homes were impressive in their own right but could hardly match the eclectic cool of the first loft we visited.

Belle Meade Plantation

Just outside of Nashville is Belle Mead Plantation a historic plantation mansion whose grounds now function as a museum.

The plantation was not used for farming, but rather service enterprises such as a blacksmith shop, cotton gin, a grist and saw mill, and eventually horse breeding which it gained much of its fame from. In the original Kentucky Derby 11 of the 17 horses that raced came from Belle Meade Plantation. The equestrian legacy carries on today in the bloodlines of every horse that competed in the 2015 Kentucky Derby including 2015's triple crown winner, American Pharaoh.



The house was built in the modest Federal style and then expanded into a Greek Revival Mansion. It was noted at the time for being considered somewhat humble compared to the vast Antebellum style mansions that were present at the time. I still considered it to be pretty damn impressive so I did my customary castle pose in front of it.


A newer exhibit on the site is the re-construction of the slave quarters on the farm. Once again, my mind is boggled. This time by the sheer thought of owning another human being. 


Johnny Cash Museum

There are a lot of country music museums, venues, and locations that are significant within Nashville but the one I most wanted to see was the Johnny Cash Museum. Christina, being the great wife that she is, was more than happy to accompany me but had low expectations going in. She soon learned that Johnny doesn't disappoint.



Just a fantastically laid out, informative and dynamic museum. Lots to see, read and listen to. Easily worth the price of admission.

Live Music

Everywhere we went it seemed like there was live music - and it was fantastic! Even the worst free of charge band you may hear is still miles above the best un-ticketed band that I have seen at any live music venue back home. Many multi-level bars would have a band playing specifically for that level of the bar. I was totally blown away.

 


Some of the best performers were hustling on the street.





Predators Playoff Hockey

It's long been my goal to see a home game of every NHL team. With the Predators entering into the playoffs when we were in town it was a no-brainer that we would attend. A couple of buddies on my hockey team had the same thought process and were working on tickets directly with the Predators box office. They ended up securing us an amazing deal for Game 1 of the Playoffs against the Blackhawks = $84 a ticket with all the beer and food you could eat. 

We arrived early for the game and grabbed a rooftop patio spot to watch the crowds come in and enjoy the pre-game activities. The Blackhawks car bash was our favorite.



Leading up to the game there was a lot of buzz in the local sports talk world about how the national anthem would be sung and how to maintain the home town atmosphere in the building. Apparently at past games a large contingent of Blackhawks fans have attended and usurped the national anthem by yell/singing along to the words like they do in their home rink. This was not appreciated in Nashville. So to combat this they made the majority of tickets for sale available only locally through grocers and made the decision to not have an anthem singer but instead ask the crowd to sing along. I found all the gamesmanship hilarious.


The Nashville hockey crowd were boisterous and humorous. It was hard sometimes to judge if they were really excited for playoff hockey or a little ignorant. Case in point: When a Predators player would dump the puck in on net the crowd would cheer like it was a big scoring chance. That and the southern accent encouraging their team on or beaking at the ref gave me many chuckles.


The game had it all. The eventual Stanley Cup winning goalie pulled right of the bat, the backup tender leading a Blackhawks comeback win in double overtime with the goal being scored by the eventual Conn Smythe winner. Sweet!

With the bar being open the whole game (take note Edmonton Oilers!) we definitely got our moneys worth.

Other Highlights


The men's bathroom at the Hermitage Hotel


Wandering around the Grand Ol' Opry

High water on the Cumberland River

Remnants of a crawfish boil

Old and new buildings

Notes:

  • Nashville is a party town. At any given time along the main stretch of Broadway you will encounter probably a dozen bachelorette parties.
  • The Nashville b-cycles located in their downtown are a pretty sweet way to see the core area in a hurry. My only issue was that I was a hot sweaty mess afterwards.
  • We never got to see a show at the Grand Ol Opry but did wander around the huge complex attached to it where a national cheerleading championship for Jr. age girls was going on. Lots of hairspray, gum smacking and round-offs.
  • The fans at the Predators game have a great chant for opposition goalies who get scored on: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault".
  • We hung out a bit around Belmont University, which was quite picturesque. Although we are getting to be the old folks walking around we like visiting Colleges/University campuses for the generally nice manicured landscaping, cool buildings and often reasonably priced food and drinks.