Thursday, March 26, 1981

March 26, 1981

Me in 1981! I think it was called the Food Co-op, not Collective. I made spelling mistakes during my time as a reporter too, but I always tried to confirm the spelling of names with the subjects. The photo was taken next to Macondo Books (Macondo Facebook Page) in Guelph - the bookstore later expanded into the area the Co-op was in. Macondo closed in 2014 after 36 years. It's named after the place in the novel '100 Years of Solitude' by Gabriel García Márquez. I remember the bookstore mysteriously appeared on the cover illustration of I think a Spanish novel in the 90s. http://www.archeion.ca/city-success-story

Saturday, February 28, 1981

Dizzy Gillespie

 I saw Dizzy Gillespie at War Memorial Hall at the University of Guelph. He made a joke about how his guitarist Ed Cherry was from Saskatchewan. (He wasn't)



Dizzy Gillespie, 1991,
Roland Godefroy, CC BY 3.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0>, via Wikimedia Commons


Tuesday, December 9, 1980

I read the news today.


Dakota Apartments, New York, scene of Lennon's death
David Shankbone, CC BY-SA 3.0 <http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/>, via Wikimedia Commons


 Tuesday, December 9, 1980 - Don Harron started Morningside with the words "I read the news today, oh boy."

John Lennon had just been shot dead the evening before.

Friday, April 27, 1979

1979

 Mississauga, IndEC. It was an alternative school. I didn't really go much and never finished. It was, as I recall, in portables near the corner of Hurontario and Dundas

Saturday, June 10, 1978

Bob Marley and the Wailers / Tower of Power

 


June 10, 1978 Montreal Forum - Tower of Power was a funk band, very different from Reggae but put on a great show - lead sax dancing in a tailored suit. The audience was split between non Rasta Jamaicans and other Caribbean people in suits and dresses (it was the 70s and people dressed to go out in the evenings) and dreadlocked Rastas.
Both bands were great but the Forum had a lot of exposed concrete and steel surfaces that echoed terribly.
The I-Threes were the three female singers that accompanied the band. They could stretch their rhythmic movements over many bars of music. 
Some of  the audience threw manuscripts onto the stage. When the Wailers broke into Exodus, banners unfurled with pictures of people who I guess were important to him. Maybe Marcus Garvey?

Wednesday, April 27, 1977

1977

Toronto, tried to get into Harbord Collegiate, couldn't, decided to return home. I remember going to an evening of storytelling by a native. One funny story he told was a elderly native man who was trying to ride a bicycle from far away to Toronto. A young man in a sports car passes by and offers to tie a rope to the bicycle so he could tow him, and the native agrees but reminds him not to go too fast. The driver sees another sports car at the lights and decides to drag race and floors it. The native starts waving his arms and ringing his bell. An OPP officer notices and calls in on the radio "I've just seen something strange - two cars are drag racing," "What's strange about that?" The dispatcher asks. "There's this old Ojibwe on a bicycle trying to pass them!" 

I also wandered around U of Toronto campus. Watched the Canadian Opera Company rehearse.

Wednesday, September 1, 1976

Mrs Lavoie's

 I wanted to go back to St. Lawrence HS, so I rented a room in a boarding house owned by Mrs. Lavoie (sp?)  and her husband on 705 Walton Street - she was a very good woman, sometimes cooked us food, and so old she remember the great Spanish Flu epidemic of 1918-1920 where people were dying throughout the world and the hospitals were overflowing with patients. Her husband, who didn't speak English that well, and I couldn't speak French at all, was a mill worker who used to love to play the piano but got rid of it when his hand became paralyzed. They had a big front parlour with the radio tuned to Radio-Canada and people from all around the world dropped in, mostly international students, but also a prospector who had worked up north. There was a Venezuelan named Adnobio (sp?) who died suddenly of appendicitis after I'd moved out.