Da Brudders: 38 years ago today
Bjorn reminded me Da Brudders first LP – my fave ever, still – came out 38 years ago today. Here they are in Arturo Vega’s loft in 1975, around the time that a teenage misfit in Calgary was starting to hear about them. God-like geniuses. Can’t believe it’s been almost 40 frigging years.
Mayor On Crack
Saturday night! This Ain’t Ford Fest!
This ad?
Dear Adam
My daughter is going to the North American Indigenous Games!
She’s in her last exam at Dal, right now, and doesn’t even know: we just got the letter announcing that she’d been picked for the Ontario swim team, so you guys get to know before she does!
Wooot! Proud Dad, here.
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SFH, mid-scream – plus, This Ain’t Ford Fest on Saturday!
From left: Bjorn Von Flapjack III, Royal Niblet, Ras Winkie Smith at CUP fundraiser – at which (we’re told) $700 came from donated merch.
This Saturday: come see us and others at the This Ain’t Ford Fest! Our new record will be on sale – and you’ll be shocked at who attends! (My nutty daughter will be staffing the merch table, for example.) (And Cola Heads, who rock, maaaan.)
Go, Joe, go
Ontario election: believe it, don’t believe it
Yesterday’s Ontario Newswatch report comes in for some particularly categorical, on-the-record condemnation from the Ontario NDP, here.
Two things: one, what else would you expect him to say? (viz., “Yes, it’s true, we are going to vote against the budget that hasn’t been tabled yet.”) Two, Bisson better hope he never runs into Sue Kelly in a dark alley one night. Accusing a veteran scribe of being a liar, as Bisson does, is something that should never be done lightly.
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