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  1. 6 points
    the FUCKING HORROR Over the last few days I've just been trying to process this incredible loss to the extended social circle I am a part of as well as the extended community of music fans and musicians everywhere. It has been almost impossible to sit down and put fingers to keyboard because I really wish I could pretend it wasn't real. Brad was, well Brad. A total one of a kind. Legit, straight up unicorn. Based on the many many talks we had about an endless variety of music, I feel that Brad captured and held captive that amazing and beautiful feeling of positivity and endless possibility in terms of his experience of music.( Not to say he wasn't opinionated about things. He certainly would tell you how he felt. Straight faced. No bullshit.) But he was far less jaded than I or (especially) my older music fanatic friends. I feel like he really was just searching for the beauty in the music all the time. I'm sure everyone can picture Brad's facial expression after a set of music he loved. When it came to music, he was passionate. Constanty. In a way I wish I could be. That positivity was all around Brad's character. Guaranteed big hug, a cheers, maybe a shot. We could both go off on whatever guitar player or band had been blowing our minds in between having seen each other. When Brad retired I remember congratulating him and he had the best response... (imagine BradM voice) "Well Dave, in the 90's I didn't go out so much, I didn't have a girlfriend, and I didn't have a hard drug habit. So I saved a lot of money". Indeed! Every time I think about that, I laugh. As a musician, you really couldn't ask for anything more. Someone who pays close attention but is really actively seeking the beauty out of every moment. That being said, if you really stunk it up and managed to talk with Brad before he left, he wouldn't bullshit you. His mark on the Ottawa music community was massive. So much so that I think any of us will have a hard time even comprehending the scope of it. I'll tell my story, but then just imagine the hundreds of other musicians and thousands of listeners that were gifted so much by Brad. I'm very fortunate that Brad took an interest in every musical thing I did or tried to do. If it weren't for Brad, there would likely have never been any nero reunion shows. Because I had to figure out how to play that stuff somehow! lol. I can't tell you how many times I have been thanking Brad at my desk while trying to figure out how I played something. That's really just completely secondary though to the real gifts I got from Brad. I am a completely disorganized mess in terms of my music. I also have failed to plan ahead in any aspect of it. I'm so thankful that Brad recorded things that surely would have slipped into the ether. Brad was at almost every show that I ever performed in Ottawa. He also made it to a bunch of Toronto ones. Just going back and looking at a couple of things I found an early solo show with a song I had written for my infant son. Totally something I had lost track of. I was able to download it and email my now 12 year old son the song to hear. That is really something. Really a gift that Brad gave me. He also recorded a show that was a day after my grandfather passed. I did a cover of Daniel Lanois "the maker". I remember playing a solo in it and thinking about my grandfather and the bigger picture kinda stuff. Upon relistening, the solo isn't great. hahaha. But I know what was happening for me in that moment and I can go back and experience it. Thanks to Brad. Take those kinds of moments and multiply it by the hundreds of musicians he recorded. He really gave a lot. I'll miss him very much.
  2. 6 points

    Horrible news for our community: RIP BradM

    My goodness, BradM was such a great friend. We went to Europe together, we saw countless, and I mean countless shows together, he introduced me to my wife, he was ALWAYS the first to arrive at every party I’ve thrown since I’ve known him, he was THE most dedicated music fan I’ve ever known (and in our crowd that’s saying a lot), and of course he recorded every band I’ve been a part of for the last…what…fifteen years? There are so many songs/lyrics/chord changes I would have forgotten if I didn’t have his recordings to go back to. He was so friendly, so smart, and so damn punctual. I mean, if a ticket said “8pm" BradM would be in the room by 7:30. For years - and I mean years - every time I saw BradM he would pull a handful of CD's out of his ever-present backpack that he had specifically burnt for me. They might be a show we had seen together, a show I had recently played, or some local band he had recorded that he thought I should hear. I have literally boxes and boxes of these CD's, and so do a lot of other people. Go ahead, put up your hand if BradM ever gave you a CD. The man was so unbelievably thoughtful. BradM, I loved you. We all loved you. You were an indispensable, necessary, and utterly unique member of our social circle. You helped make it a community. You were so supportive. Man, you will be so, so very missed.
  3. 6 points
    I spent many days for night travelling the US in search of the smallest, coolest club in which to see them and that I could get in to at that time (I was 16 through 18). Although The Hip didn't spend much time hanging around the clubs in the late afternoons following sound checks, The Rheostatics did and they were oh so cool and kind to us wayward hosers. There were more than a few afternoons that we hung around that old Delta 88, scarfing down the remains of the deli trays and cookie platters. I learned about life on those trips, I learned about heroes and I learned about friendship. My favourite memory of Gord is from the REM show in 1995 at the Molson Ampitheater. Long after REM had left the stage and the crowd thinned out, I was walking with my brother up through the 200s when I heard my name called out. To this day I still cannot believe that Gord had remembered me, especially amidst a crowd of 1000s, and was saying hello and introducing me to his wife and to Mike Myers (!). That was near the peak of the popularity and he had recalled my name and I will never forget that moment. Neither will my little brother who was 14 at the time. At that moment I had ascended into legendary older brother territory and he got more than a few miles out of that story over the years. This shot is from the Chameleon Club in Syracuse on Apr 27, 1995: To paraphrase the man himself: We are all richer for having known him.
  4. 5 points

    3 Day Recap of Bluesfest

    Photo Courtesy of Mark Horton and Ottawa Bluesfest Change is inevitable and one must embrace it in order to keep moving forward. Bluesfest is a prime example of that ideology. 20 years have seen the location go from Lebreton to City Hall and back to Lebreton. No longer do we have 6 stages and we are now dealing with dead air rather than sound bleed, which was the biggest issue as far as I am concerned but it’s easy to get used to. Which do you prefer? Running from stage to stage like a jack rabbit or being like a lion after a satisfying meal? Both have their positive points. Recently, people wanting to sit down in lawn chairs are cordoned off far quite a ways back and that might be the single most important aspect adding to the experience.   Purchasing a 3 day pass seemed perfect while essentially becoming a ‘buy 2 get one 1 free" deal. Capitalism begets the ideal of smart purchases and this one made sense because the Foo Fighters had a very high price point for their first show in Ottawa since 2008. They still sold out the venue which is a massive rarity.   Stepping onto the grounds it was immediately clear that security had ramped up their efforts but that is now the norm with any large collection of individuals. Go to a Sens game or any concert at the Canadian Tire Center and you will find the same thing. Long lines while bags and pockets are checked along with metal detectors. These moments are no longer a stroll in the park so planning accordingly with a schedule of the bands you want to see are of the utmost importance.   Photos Courtesy of Mark Horton and Ottawa Bluesfest The War On Drugs has been a band I have been dying to see so Friday July 6th was the first pick of the 3 days pass I held. Having missed them at Folkfest a few years ago it was an obvious choice. Their studio work is perfect, the song writing is praiseworthy and their style is comforting. The question remained; can they pull off what they do in the studio? The answer is a resounding yes. The biggest surprise was discovering that Adam Granduciel is a monster player as well as a solid front man, which ended up being a common theme amongst many of the acts gracing the stages. Much of the material in their hour long set was culled from their last two albums, Lost In The Dream and A Deeper Understanding. It’s easy to wonder what a full show from them must be like. Towards the tail end there was strong, yet intentional, feedback emanating from Adam’s guitar during Red Eyes when all of a sudden one of the stagehands let him know they only had 5 minutes left. Adam then changed guitars while stating "We were about to do Under The Pressure but we only have 5 minutes left. Here’s one that we don’t often do." They launched into Lost In The Dream which became immediately satisfying considering the expectations of what hadn't occurred.   Photo courtesy of Scott Penner and Ottawa Bluesfest After that it was time to check out St Paul and the Broken Bones on the Claridge Stage but that was an exercise in futility. The tent was packed with people spilling out every which way but loose. As wonderful as that music is there was no way it was being felt in any meaningful way. There were too many conversations with people milling about and it became a waste of time. Making way towards the Blacksheep Stage I noticed there were people all the way at the back on the top of the hill. That alone was intriguing but once crested it became obvious why so many folk were seeing this band. Brockhampton were throwing down some serious hip hop. The energy level coming from the stage was palpable in a way you can only explain if you experience it. The crowd was much younger but were hopping in unison. Music is best when there is a collection of individuals all feeling the same thing and this was it. Theoretically that is why we keep going and this proved it. At a certain point when they mellowed out for a bit, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to check out Jethro Tull. My presence didn’t last very long because I kept wondering what I was missing on the Blacksheep stage so I ended up heading back that way. They were an absolutely perfect discovery and I look forward to seeing them again in the future.   Photos Courtesy of Mark Horton and Ottawa Bluesfest The second choice of the 3 day pass was a no brainer. Being a huge fan of Dave Grohl’s song writing brought me on Tuesday July 10th and from the moment we arrived we knew we were in for a massive crowd. Getting there just after 6pm knowing there might be a lineup is one thing but getting there that early while witnessing such a sea of people is another. It was shocking. We figured out the quickest way to get in thanks to an amazing eye but things could have been so much worse. By the time we were getting scanned with metal detectors Greta Van Fleet were onstage with their heavily pulsating sound. The interest level in seeing them was quite astounding, however it was very difficult to get into their set thanks to it being so early and only an hour long. We had just enough time to get in, grab a beer, get a spot, coordinate with those coming and before we knew it the band only had 2 songs left. That was enough for us to know we will be keeping tabs on these kids. There was plenty of "Led Zeppelin-esque" talk amongst our crew with none of it being negative. They wear it like a badge of honour. At this point it was pretty much impossible to get anything from the concessions offered and if you didn’t have an insider you were going to deal with what had to be at least a 45 minute line. Thankfully the concert overlords graced our group so all we had to do was laugh at one another while waiting for the Foo Fighters. When they hit the stage they hit it running and opened with what I consider to be the best opening song almost any band does, All My Life. Learn To Fly followed and then The Pretender, which was the opener the last time the band was in town but it was time to move. By the time we found a more palpable spot, Dave Grohl had invited his daughter on stage to sing back up to The Sky Is A Neighbourhood which Is from their latest album Concrete and Gold. The singalong during My Hero was perfectly entertaining from our new vantage point. Not long after there was the inevitable drum solo. Taylor Hawkins is pretty much the human equivalent of Animal from the Muppets so it didn’t come off as incredibly cheesy but the majority of drum solos do showcase a solid level of talent. A particular section introducing the band members was really entertaining. Taylor sang Queen’s Under Pressure but the highlight had to be the Imagine/Jump mash-up. Picture the arrangement of John Lennon’s Imagine with the lyrics to Van Halen’s Jump. I couldn’t do it simply reading that line but the Foo Fighters put those puzzle pieces with perfect execution. It was musically geeky and comedic all at the same time. The rest of the show featured a few more heavy hitters like Monkey Wrench and Best Of You and shortly followed with Dirty Water from the new album. They came out for the encore and never let up, in fact one could suggest they went for it even harder and it would be hard to argue against that point. There were a couple of shout outs to Alanis Morrisette because Taylor Hawkins used to be the drummer in her band. Apparently she introduced him to Dave Grohl. You Outta Know offered a quick hello at the start of the encore followed by Big Me, Times Like These and finally Everlong. Just about as perfect as an encore one can envision. Photos Courtesy of Mark Horton and Ottawa Bluesfest Friday the 13th was the final pick of the 3 day pass and expectations were sky high. Sturgill Simpson on the City Stage followed by Beck. We got there really early again thanks to our Foo experience but this was vastly different. It felt like no one was there. You could go anywhere, order anything and be in the bathroom in a second. That’s what I always loved about Bluesfest so it was nice to feel like a return home. Having said that, it’s amazing so many people opted out of the music from this night because they opted out of a fantastic experience. The last time seeing Sturgill was during his Grammy winning Sailors Guide To Earth album tour. He had horns backing him as well as this insane lead guitar player named Laur Joamets and we wondered which band we would be seeing. Turns out it was the bass, drum and keyboard core of that band. For a brief moment I was disappointed but then a friend turned and said "Sturgill can rip it on guitar". Sure enough, that boy can play. He tore his country songs to shreds but they were no longer country. This was "the Allman Brothers minus one guitar player" as Todd put it. Strugill approaches his live songs much like Bob Dylan. If you think you only know it in one key then get ready. They will change the key and change the tempo to the point you might not know what song it is until they hit the chorus. He was destroying his Tele whenever that was in his hands and was easily the best guitar player I witnessed at Bluesfest. It’s simple to label him as a Waylon Jennings clone when you hear him sing but that is a disservice. Most of the songs came from A Sailor’s Guide To Earth and Metamodern Sounds In Country Music but there were at least a couple of songs that I had no idea whether he wrote them or covered them.   Photos Courtesy of Mark Horton and Ottawa Bluesfest Everyone enjoyed Sturgill’s set so the break was welcomed as folks discussed what had just happened while feeling excited to see Beck. We all grew up on his music and the vast majority were finally seeing him live for the first time. What was it going to sound like? That was a predominate idea but when Beck finally took the stage and opened with Devil’s Haircut the City Stage turned everything into an old school dance party. Loser followed and bodily streams started flowing perfectly, complete with a mini sing-a-long. Que Onda Guero was up next and that’s the moment when it became obvious the bass player in this band was the real deal. His tone was perfectly aligned with our favorite bass players on this website, Phil Lesh and Mike Gordon. It wouldn’t be a surprise if he played a Modulus because he was throwing fastballs with his piece of wood while also creating an earthquake. The acoustic interlude dulled a few people who wanted the dance party to keep going but it gave others a chance to catch their breath. "Beck clearly went to Prince University" so when he dropped Raspberry Beret on the crowd, complete with a glowing purple light showcase, everything was lining up and shit got lit. The rest of the set was unfamiliar to our crew but no less harmonious. Make no mistake this was a really quick set with regards to time. I think it was no longer than an hour and a half. Where It’s At brought the dancers back in full force and then segued into a band introduction. During this medley we were privy to Miss You by the Rolling Stones, Cars by Gary Numan, Once In A Lifetime by the Talking Heads and In The Air tonight by Phil Collins along with at least 1 or 2 that are forgotten. Where It’s At came back around to complete the circle.  Bluesfest was positively tremendous this year with one of the best lineups they have offered in quite some time. Local food vendors, plenty of amenities and a bevy of conscientious music lovers helped take things over the top. Experience has formed their logistical thinking and I look forward to seeing what next summer, and beyond ,has to offer.
  5. 5 points

    An evening to honour the life of Bradm

    Aloha - Remembering Bradm An evening to commemorate the life of our good friend Brad McFarlane featuring some of his favourite Ottawa musicians: Burnt Reynolds Pauly and Stuart from The Dusty Drifters Death Cake Super Awesome Club Wednesday, December 13th, 2017 Irene’s Pub no cover/8pm
  6. 4 points

    Chinalog (in honour of Bradm)

    I haven't posted my travel logs in a long time. In honour of our good friend Bradm (who enjoyed my travel logs and loved it when this board was more active) I'm going to start posting them again. Though I don't have anything solid on the horizon right now I did just get back from China, so here goes: 102317 I think this might be my record for most miles travelled versus least time prepping. Getting randomly yanked off the street and thrown into an airplane would have been the only way I could have been any less prepared as I was when we left Ottawa for China this morning. When I woke up at 7am I hadn’t even started packing yet, and our curfew for leaving the house to take the cat to the sitters was 9:30. (Heather’s mom again; she seems to be getting slightly less annoyed by the chore every time). Frankly I hadn’t given the trip hardly a thought. Leading up to today I had been busy getting a proposal together for a new book idea which completely distracted me from any thoughts of vacation. After plugging away for the last week or so I had finished my rough draft at midnight last night and gone straight to bed. (This all completely falls in with the fact that I booked the trip to China with hardly a thought as well. A while back I saw a post on facebook advertising an Air China seat sale to Hong Kong priced at just $501 per person, return from Montreal. I told Heather about it, we shrugged and booked it. How could we not? Imagine how I felt when a few weeks later I saw another post advertising the same flights at just $400, these ones time departing from Ottawa! Can’t win them all.) Of course I got it together and packed with time to spare. We dropped the cat off and made sure he was happy before circling the car around to the bus station where I left Heather and all of our luggage to stand in line for the Montreal bus. I drove home, pounded a quick tall-boy and power-walked back to the Greyhound station, joining Heather in the Montreal line in thirty minutes flat. And here we are sitting on the bus. I’ve gone over the book proposal for a quick proof-read and will send it in from the airport. Then maybe I can start to relax and think about Honk Kong. Though I suspect I’ll just head straight to the nearest airport lounge and think about ordering a few drinks.
  7. 4 points

    From Bradm's mom...

    Just received this email from Bradm's mother Lois today: "We brought his ashes back when he died and until yesterday (Sunday) the urn was in my bedroom closet. To back track, when his Dad died in 2002, Ken was on our condo's Board of Directors and in his honour, a white magnolia bush was planted on our condo property. Steve and I decided to put Brad's ashes around the base of what has become a BIG tree. Yesterday here was a bit cloudy and even though there is a walking a path close to the tree no gardening staff were on duty. We took a spade, loosened the earth and put the ashes around the tree. As you may gather the McFarlane's are not outwardly religious. Steve and Brad were both Monty Python fans and Steve said a few words as did I. We came back up to the condo and Steven found a video of John Cleese giving a eulogy at Python's Graham Chapman's death ( I think it was his) singing Always Look on the Bright Side of Life If you haven't seen it, check out YouTube. It was hilarious and we figured Brad would approve............Lois"
  8. 4 points

    Dig out those old tie-dyes!

    Woodstock North Music Festival coming to Lansdowne in August 2019 The W50 Group is celebrating the 50th Anniversary of the original 1969 Woodstock Music Festival north of the border in Ottawa’s Lansdowne Park and TD Place, August 9-11, 2019. The three-day music experience will recreate the retro look and feel of Woodstock from 50 years ago, and feature a line-up of some of the best original and tribute bands. “We are thrilled to be Canada’s celebration headquarters for the 50th Anniversary of Woodstock,” said Larry Johnson, Managing Partner of the W50 Group. “We are recreating the Woodstock experience and so we’re encouraging our festies to come dressed up like hippies.”
  9. 4 points

    Joe Russo's Almost Dead

    These guys are destroying the Deads music in an amazing way right now, check them out live if you can before they aren't doing it, which I fear is soon. Watch this whole video and look for Benevento's solo and how the band hops back in, so damn fresh to my dead ears.
  10. 4 points
    What a huge and tragic shock. This leaves such a big hole in our lives and hearts. I just cannot imagine going out in Ottawa and not seeing him there. I used to think I went to a lot of concerts until I met Brad! He was an inspiration, so dedicated to the love of music and always sharing it with everyone. He was one of the first people I met when I moved to Ottawa, of course, as he was always at any show that I attended. He also introduced me to Velvet, for which I cannot thank him enough. We will miss him so much. Rest in peace Brad.
  11. 4 points
    I suspect a lot of you guys know this story but I think it was after this Dave Matthews show in 2001 when, on public transport back to Ottawa... well I hadn't really enjoyed the show and may have been venting a bit. I spotted a lanky fellow freak in a Phish t-shirt... and announced to everyone in the immediate vicinity "Now there's someone that knows good music". I told him about how nero was playing afterward, downtown and told him he should go see the show. Years later and every now and then he'd sling his arm around me, reminiscing about that fateful night. It almost became comical, trying to remember who owed whom a round since the last show, since the last shared moment of musical magic, since the last exchange of the broadest of shit-eating grins. I think we've all heard that line from him "THIS is why I tape!" and everyone who did hear it couldn't help but feel that infectious unbridled joy. Over the years his love of live music and enthusiasm for the next show never wavered. The number of friends he met and embraced along the way was and remains a shining example of the kind of unconditional friendship and love that we should all strive for. Farewell Brad, thank you for the legacy, the memories and the love.
  12. 4 points

    In memory; Favourite Hip/Gord moments

    I was at a restaurant in downtown Kingston last June having dinner on the patio before a Bob Dylan concert at K-Rock. I knew that Rob Baker was a regular at the restaurant so it wasn't a complete shock when he walked right behind me, leaving the restaurant. It was, however, a shock to notice that Gord Downie (and Gord Sinclair) were with him. They stopped to linger on the sidewalk and Gord Downie noticed that I had noticed him. As I stared with my jaw slightly agape Gord leaned down and put his elbows on the little fence that seperated the patio from the sidewalk. He rested his chin in his hands and smiled, staring at me with a bemused look on his face. I stared and gaped, he stared and smiled. It seemed to last for thirty seconds or more. Eventually he got me: I flinched and looked away. When I looked back the three of them had set off down the sidewalk towards the Dylan show, completely unmolested by the throngs of people in the busy streets, all of whom had the respect to treat them the same as everyone else. It's a wonderful final memory to have of a man I admire so much.
  13. 4 points

    Dark Solstice Mix

    Bump! This year's cut of my Dark Solstice Mix is up. Dark Solstice Mix 2016 ~ Ghetto Grooves Hope you enjoy.
  14. 4 points

    The Chicago Thread

    Finally finding a moment to reflect on an absolutely incredible weekend... Started out with five of us driving down in my friend's VW bus (how fitting) which prooved to be a spacious and comfortable ride. The trip couldn't have been smoother in terms of border crossing and traffic and the bus behaving and staying cool. Upon arrival into Chicago mid-day Thursday we had to go to will call (because ticketmaster couldn't manage to get our tickets to us in time....ggrrrrr) and we lucked out big time. We happened to pull up as close as we could to Soldier's field and luckily for us all the fences were not up yet, will call was right there, and we were able to secure our tickets with no wait at all. I suspect those that arrived on the Friday would have had a far more difficult scenario as it seemed like you couldn't even really get access to will call unless you already had a ticket, or at the very least your confirmation in hand (credit card didn't seem to be enough) and from what I understood will call was located on the "inside". The only real, I wouldn't go so far to say "negative", but "odd" and somewhat disappointing part of the whole weekend is the set-up really precluded any kind of full fledged shakedown from springing up. I honestly thought it was going to be one of the largest shakedowns ever, but great efforts were made to co-opt that space and generate profit. I'm sure security concerns also factored in, particularly in terms of controlling the numbers that didn't have tickets, so I can understand the approach to a degree but it felt a little foreign. Basically you couldn't really get near the stadium at all without a ticket, and most of the food, merch, etc. was on the "inside". A great illustration of this would be when we decided to buy a round of grill cheese for all of our friends before the first show...and much to our surprise that bill came to more than $70!!! We are talking kraft single slices grilled cheese for like $10 a pop. Corporate shakedown? Come on now... The second day we ventured over to the lots that were some distance from the venue and even there it didn't feel like a "usual" shakedown....tailgate party perhaps, but very very little in the way of home-made merch, eats, etc. Friday night's show was by FAR the most "out there" and exploratory of the three. The crew I was with was just soaring. We were way up in the 400s and literally felt like we were sitting on top of the world up there. I thought I was going to be itching to find a way down onto the floor or pit as that is where I normally like to be, but to my pleasant surprise I absolutely loved floating amongst the cosmos up top. It was amazing to be so close to the big huge orange moon the first night (a beautiful tip of the hat complement to the Santa Clara rainbow), have a great angle on the stage and psychedelic screens and be able to see the magnitude of life surging through that entire stadium. Certainly got my exercise in schlepping up and down those stairs...I'm sure for many it was a significant challenge. Highlights for 1st set, 1st night for me was when Trey tore into Jack Straw indicating that he would be a force to reckon with from the get go, and then the Crazy Fingers into Music Never Stopped was a GREAT way to close out that set. Soaring higher higher and just when you think you can't go any higher...higher still. Set break involved roaming around in mass confusion...the crowd certainly seemed to get a better handle on navigating the place as the weekend went on. Slowest beer lines EVER! Returned to my seat quite some time before they started playing and a memorable moment was just sitting on top of the world watching the amazing imagery and old videos of the band in their own element...Casal and company's accompiniment ta boot. My favourite parts were the scuba diving footage. I had seen most of that before but it resonated so differently for me in that moment. I can't really capture or articulate fully why here, and not sure I even want to try...perhaps it was just one of those intensely profound moments that is only meant to be fleeting. Somehow intensely personal yet simultaneously collective in terms of consciousness. Scarlet Fire was dynamite and then it seemed like the Drum>Space that followed right after almost lead into a mini second set break. It wasn't a standard night by any means by my recollection. I have never paid so close attention to drum>space as I have this past weekend. And every night. The imagery combined with the crazy sounds and vibrations were just such a crazy trip. That Mickey is a full on alchemist, and it was such a pleasure to see the Rhythm Devils at work again. What a set-up!! That first night I watched Kreutzman rather intently...perhaps because I was reading his book at the time (pick it up!). He seemed to oscillate back and forth between moments of intense looking sorrow on his face to bursts of energy and knowing bliss. I felt humbled to share those moments. Perhaps it was my state of mind but all in all I felt like all the guys were working through their own psychological baggage that night, finding themselves, finding each other, finding their collective sound...the space that was explored throughout second set was a huge testament to that. I kept thinking to myself I wonder how this is coming across for those at home watching the live stream? It felt like a "you had to be there" kinda show. The departure out at the end of night one was a complete gong show. There seemed to be zero security anywhere and the throngs of people we were following out ended up having to climb a fence to get out and avoid being crushed. That was a little more excitement than I was needing at that point, but we survived, and managed to get past the nitrous web without getting sucked into that black hole. So grateful that the wigged out kid walking right through the heart of speeding traffic and drag racers didn't get killed right into front of our very eyes. I couldn't even look. Just one foot in front of the other. Had a couple night caps back at the hotel once we finally made it back and then headed off to catch the latter half of moe. who delivered a fantastic psychedelic set that helped me slowly slowly come back down to earth. All gentle like. Saturday day...little rough. Took some time to turn around. I just needed the antidote (i.e. the music) to start to get myself back into a good place. I had a sense that night 2 was going to be a WAY different experience and that the boys would come out swinging and they sure did. Shakedown! (Although admittedly I generally like to hear that later in the show). I agree Booche Liberty is an underrated song. The Standing on the Moon....brought me to full on tears. Just such as beautiful song. Anyone who has loved and missed and lost and hoped...I get choked just thinking back on it. The Tennessee Jed was dynamite and I was delighted that they chose to repeat Cumberland from Santa Clara. Set break was far less disorienting this night and the Birdsong to welcome us back was just blissful. Foolish Heart into a raw and tribal drum space with a Stella Blue on top was another huge highlight. My pit dwelling friends made the trek all the way up top to be with us for that song...no idea how they found us but that was a beautiful moment of solidarity. Then bring on the fireworks. "Fuck ya America!!" A nice display to be sure, and the background music that for me seemed to be somehwere between Gershwinesque and Disney Carousel made for an almost comical close to another fantastic night. We had the giggles. We kept it "relatively" tame post show after a nice (but a little too far for my collapsing feet) walk along the water. Sunday I managed to get up and do some yoga. Was determined to feel less leacherous than I did on Saturday throughout the day and set the tone for maximum energy exchange for the final hurrah. Ate really well that day too which was a good move. China>Rider>Estimated Prophet....woooheeee! I heard one reviewer knocking estimated and I couldn't have disagreed more. It was slow, raunchy, groovey, and twisted. It put me right in my place. Even Built to Last...that was one of the best versions I could really recall hearing, and I LOVED the whimsical layers and interplay throughout Mountains of the Moon. Cassidy, Althea, TERRAPIN were the highlights of my night. Bobby delivered a sincere and moving Days Between and the crowd was bumpin' for Not Fade Away. Attics was a beautiful closer. Perfect sentiment. Ended the night by heading back to House of Blues to catch Melvin Seals, Kimock, Jackie Green, and crew. Perfect way to wind things up and then down one more time. Managed to get a somewhat respectable amount of sleep before getting up to head home to my little boy who I was missing very much. I am so grateful that I get to experience such life altering experiences in life that make you fall in love with so much of humanity. Chicago is a beautiful inspiring city, but there were many moments that served as stark reminders of how privileged I am, how lucky we all are, and what little joy and opportunity some people have in their lives, or how little love and compassion ever get showered their way. Some of those images I will never shake. I felt it all.
  15. 4 points
    Personally, I just love The Grateful Dead. Fast, slow, in-between, happy or sad. What some corporate owned puppet journalist, haters, or even you freaks here on this forum think doesn't mean shit to me in the end, nor will anything change that for me. Love, like or hate them, there isn't, never was and never will be, anything like the Grateful Dead, and I fuckin love that. Cheers.
  16. 3 points

    Epic Covers

    Wilson Pickett with Duane Allman - Hey Jude
  17. 3 points
    Caught JRAD at Cleveland's Masonic Temple this past weekend. Lucky enough to be second from the rail and right in their glorious pocket. Russo just blows my mind every time and it was such a pleasure to watch him do his other-worldly thing from up close. An incredible setlist and an interesting venue. Couldn't help but wonder what kind of shit went down there in the past. Many launch-pad moments into the ether. These guys don't let up. Can't wait to see them again this summer at Peach! Set 1: St. Stephen Playing in the Band Crazy Fingers Cosmic Charlie Scarlet Begonias I Know you Rider Set 2: Shakedown Street I Need a Miracle Cryptical Envelopment Eyes of the World The Other One Cryptical Envelopment Dancin' in the Streets Encore: Look Out Cleveland (The Band) One More Saturday Night
  18. 3 points

    Epic Covers

  19. 3 points

    Epic Covers

  20. 3 points
    Alison Krauss packed Marion Dewar Plaza with the most attentive crowd I've seen in recent memory. Though a little bit quiet through the main speakers, and muddled by wine-tent yakking, the audience tried their best to catch every breath and fiddle twiddle the songstress shared. Her band was comprised of Nashville magicians, softly singly sweet songs of love and sorrow in unmatched harmony. You know music is working when you are truly taken away- and at moments during this set I found myself exploring deep recesses of my mind, just freely wondering... Where will it all go? (I'm not sure) - Is Mr. Dress Up still alive? (no- Ernie Coombs died in 2001, I Googled it) - Should I be trying to write fiction so there is no accountability? (Probably). It was a lovely set, and definitely primed me for the jaw-dropper to come. Tartan stage hosted The Jerry Douglas Band, in what can only be described as a close encounter of the 4th kind, the Jazz-Grassian kind. There was a power and energy on that small stage which is not often available to mankind- it was almost divine, or maybe alien. Spacey, exploratory and dense music danced into our hearts with grace and precision. The combination of tenure, experience, confidence, and genuine delight in music-making seduced revellers to the point of ecstatic convulsion (That is just how I dance, Ronny!). Jerry looked like a mature southern ranch owner, with a twinkle in eye and a knowing flash in his toothy grin. He's the uncle we all wish we had, with his perfect leather boots and winky smarm. He could be a character in a Quentin Tarantino movie, played by Don Johnson, or Jeff Bridges. Jerry earns his reputation, and as 'the best dobro player in the world' it comes as no surprise that Jerry would have the best Nashville hot-shot soon to be elites in his band, and he gave them all an opportunity to strut their stuff. They collectively sashayed the audience through a mesmerizing 90 minute masterclass in musicianship, style and excitement. With some of the most riveting interplay and compositional creativity I've enjoyed in a long time. All members were off the charts, but guitar player Mike Seal was a show-stopper, calmly picklessly picking his matte Ibanez like a modern Roy Buchanan with something to prove. His speed and tasteful layering often brought Jerry to smile, and their mutual grins were exceptionally cute, and kind of heartwarming. I guess, I'll include my phone note: It was like Zappa was arranging for Garcia and Rice. Departing on my bicycle with a strong soberish music high- the world seemed just a little more beautiful.
  21. 3 points

    Concert in old Toronto subway station

    Cool. https://www.blogto.com/music/2018/03/ttc-concert-lower-bay-subway-toronto/
  22. 3 points

    Dark Solstice Mix

    Bump - It's that time of the year again... Happy Solstice Everyone! I present you with another nonsensical and inappropriate musical journey through groovy beats. You know what to do... Enjoy and pass it on www.darksolsticemix.com www.darksolsticemix.com/darkSolstice2017.mp3
  23. 3 points
  24. 3 points
    Very sad to hear about BradM's passing. As many of you, I know BradM through the music scene. I've been fortunate to get to know tapers from all over the country, and consider myself a amateur taper, mostly recording the shows I produced for my own use. It's a rare breed of people who dedicate themselves to this craft and I think it's such an admirable and selfless job. The taping scene in Canada is so small and those few who do it really help preserve and document our Canadian culture - and above all so many memories. He mailed me copies of the shows he taped but were not authorized to be uploaded to the archive. I remember once that he wanted to check with one of the bands he taped first before burning me a copy, in spite of the fact that I was the promoter. Outside of his admiral dedication to taping, BradM was a sweet guy. I spent more than a few set breaks with him outside and really enjoyed his different point of views and quirky sense of humour. I'll always remember him enjoying a pint, standing next to his microphones at a show enjoying himself. Much love BradM, I hope you are out there taping the great big gig in the sky.
  25. 3 points

    Chinalog (in honour of Bradm)

    Giant pandas sleeping, eating, napping, snacking
  26. 3 points

    Chinalog (in honour of Bradm)

    i'll put up a permanent link to some pics once i sort through them, but in the meantime, here's a few. HK skyline and light show as seen from Kowloon An old church (St. Johns?) among the skyscrapers in HK Hehe Views from Victoria Peak Skyterrace and restaurant building at the peak HSBC building inside and out
  27. 3 points

    Chinalog (in honour of Bradm)

    102617 I was half awake when I heard Heather puttering around. I cracked open an eye and saw she was dressed and ready to head out the door. “Where you going?” I moaned sleepily. “To get us coffees,” she said, like an angel. “Do you remember the Starbucks we saw last night near the 7-11?” I asked. “Yep,” she replied, and off she went. It was 11am and I could have easily laid in bed for several more hours but I felt it prudent to get up and about and try to get in step with time on this side of the planet. I was showered, dressed, and smiling by the time she got back with her cups of brown goodness. We left the hotel around 12:30 and walked to the Star Ferry terminal. For just fifty cents each we rode the ferry across the picturesque harbour, once again marvelling at the astounding array of skyscrapers on both sides of the water. On the other side we traversed the labyrinth of raised walkways until we finally found the HSBC Building, one of the stars of last night’s light show. When the HSBC Building was built it was the most expensive ever, construction costs for the architectural wonder soared to a billion dollars. We went inside and rode the angled escalators up the the first level. Underneath us was all glass, above us air. For such an expensive project they sure sacrificed a lot of floor space to make way for their extremely open concept. Much of the building is basically hollow. We searched for an antique poster shop Heather had read about, discovered it had moved to online-only and decided to make for Victoria Peak, the pinnacle of the mountain that lines the west side of Hong Kong. We rode the funicular up (the oldest funicular in Asia, it started in 1888), which was a gravity-defying G-force blast and spent the afternoon enjoying the astounding (yet unbelievably smoggy) view. We explored the complex up there (we had paid extra for the Sky Terrace 428, which gave us access to the open-air top floor of the angular concrete complex, the highest elevation 360 degree views of the city, which wasn’t really worth it) and after some humming and hawing decided on eating dinner at BubbaGumps, just one floor below the rooftop terrace. It was my first time experiencing the franchise, which I’ll rate just a millistep above the Hard Rock Cafe for food, which isn’t a great compliment, but man, the view from our window seat was delicious. We lingered over an extra beer until it got dark so we could enjoy the night view as well and then we got in the prodigious line to ride the funicular back down. I’m sure it would have been quicker to walk down the mountain like several people do but I’m glad we didn’t - my legs and feet were already feeling the pressures of the day. We arrived back down at the bottom just as the nightly laser/light show was going off. It’s so not a thing that we almost didn’t notice that it was even happening, although to be fair that’s mainly because the lit-up buildings are so impressive on their own. The lasers add but a smidgen to the already sense-exploding skyline. Mostly ignoring the lasers we meandered in the direction of the ferry and stopped by a wine-tasting expo on the waterfront. Turns out there was an admission charge so we didn’t go in, which is too bad: when we got back to the room later I noticed that the flyers we had been given when we purchased our tickets for the funicular were in fact free passes to the wine fest with four free drinks included. Oops. Instead I merely posed with a giant great white shark statue and we moved on, boarding the ferry to take us back across the harbour. Finally we completed the slow plod back to our hotel and gave our gams a much-needed rest. Along the way I toyed with the idea of a foot massage/reflexology session but was too tired to even stop for one. It’s not like I didn’t have the opportunity; there are probably more foot massage places than restaurants in our area, and there are a lot of restaurants. Regardless, it wasn’t yet 10pm when we made it back to the room and flopped into our rock-hard beds for the night. All in the name of beating the jet lag.
  28. 3 points
  29. 3 points
    This makes me smile. That happiness felt during a mindbending jam is perfectly summed up by these words of his, which would always make the grin on one's face just a little bit wider! in recent years this board has struggled as many folks dropped off, but Brad kept at it, and probably accounted for half the posts on here! I think the rest of us are going to need to step it up now if we want it to continue. So let's all try to post more often about shows we're going to, music we're listening to, stuff we're doing, and share more stories, photos, and thoughts.
  30. 3 points
    I went to the bradm well on the archive tonight after work to delve into just how much time and effort this man has put into spreading his love of music. The list of recordings is staggering. https://archive.org/search.php?query=bradm&sort=-publicdate Friends, there are 831 individual concert recording in Brad's Archive. Soak that in. Click the link and have a look at the shear number of bands he's seen and the incredible distances that it must have taken him. It truly was his passion and now is a legacy that I am positive each and every one of us would be honoured to call our own. I'll be honouring and remembering Brad with a gigantic smile for years and years to come because of this amazing gift that he has bestowed upon the music world. My first bradm Archival smile came tonight as I chose this show: https://archive.org/details/nero2002-12-21.sbd.shnf I am pretty sure that this was Punk's first show with nero. As I listened to Carol of Bells in the second set I could distinctly hear drunk-as-fuck Schwa. coming through the recording loud and clear.....fuck you, my voice carries, ok?! LOL. I couldn't help but picture Brad standing by his rig just grimacing and wishing that this loud guy would just bugger off and stop jibbering over his recording. Sorry BRO!!! Personally, and I think I speak for a lot of my friends here, I mourn tragic events like this but there is far greater merit in celebrating a life force like Brad once it has left us. I'll be keeping brad in my heart through memories like this one.
  31. 3 points

    "They're not Phish, are they?"

    That's what the guy said. He was standing a few feet away from me on the bus, and he had a Phil and Friends t-shirt on. I had a Phish t-shirt on, and we made eye/t-shirt contact, recognizing the common ground we had both tread on. The "they" he was referring to was the Dave Matthews Band, and we were on our way back from seeing them at the Corel Centre. "No, they're not," I replied. "Well, if you like Phish, you have to check out 'nero'," he said. That was the second time I'd heard that band's name that day; earlier, I'd had a reply from a guy I had e-mailed, who was looking for people to fill out a jamband he was forming. He didn't need a guitar player, but told me to check out 'nero' if I liked jammy guitar stuff. "They're playing downtown tonight. You should come out," my bus-buddy said. OK, I took the twice-hearing-of-a-band-I-didn't-know-in-one-day as a Sign, and went along. It was a tiny, upstairs bar, and the decor was more like a biker hangout than a Nice Place. There was a stage over in the corner, with a trio of musicians' gear on. The band started playing, and I was hooked. Walls of emotion-filled music wafted over me, wrapped around me, and then went through me. I don't think I'd ever been that close to something like that. Time passed, and the band finished. Being a guitar player and a gearhead, I noticed something unusual: the guitarist's amp. "Hi, I'm Brad," I introduced myself. "Hi, I'm Dave," he replied. "What model of Dr. Z is that?" I asked. "Wow...most people don't know it's not a Zenith..." Can you say "fast friends"? I thought you could... Can you remember where you were or what you doing three years ago? I can: all of the all of the above happened on Tuesday, August 7, 2001, three years ago, today. I walked away from the bar, The Whipping Post, with a couple of things: knowledge of a new (to me) band I liked a lot, a website to go to (then called The Phish Sanctuary), and a couple of new friends, including the guy I talked to him on the bus: Davey Boy. I had spent most of the '90s living a quiet life. I might go to a show or two, but hardly ever a club; I didn't know many bands, and had a pretty small circle of friends. Some of my "hibernation" was due to a hangover from a pretty tough few years at school, but a lot of it was, I think, shyness, and the paralysis induced by a feeling of safety. Since then, well, words almost fail me. I've made more friends, seen more shows (125 days with shows in 2003, alone), and done more in the past three years than I'd done in the ten years before. I don't amalgate well (there's a certain bit of loner in my psyche), but this community has, without thinking, I believe, it's just the way it works, welcomed me, and allowed me to grow and do what I can and be what I am (and have become). It's given me so much, and allowed me to give back so much, that, I can't (and don't want to) imagine what my life would be (and would have been) without all of it. Bring on the next three years! (Well, after I get through celebrating the anniversary at GTB tonight. : {{{{{{{{{all of you}}}}}}}}} Aloha, BRAD (Been Reminiscing About Daves)
  32. 3 points
    Oh wow, thanks for bumping that post, Hart. I was devastated to hear this terrible news. At home this morning, I heard Ollie yell "Oh no!"...to which I replied "Oh no...Who died?", thinking that yet another celebrity passed away. Unfortunately, the news was much worse, much closer to home. Brad was indeed a celebrity in his own right in this town's music community. I just saw Brad less than two weeks ago. I was always happy to see Brad at a house party or concert. I felt comfort when seeing him because if I didn't know who to talk to, I knew I could talk to him. And it was about music. I always asked him what shows he saw recently or was going to see soon. Last conversation we had was about Mike Essoudry. He was telling me about a show coming up at Mavericks on November 7th. I wasn't surprised to hear him mention Essoudry. He was a big fan. Another band that Brad often promoted is Souljazz Orchestra. I think of Brad whenever I see their name. Looks like I need to buy some scotch. Cheers to you, Brad!
  33. 3 points

    Horrible news for our community: RIP BradM

    This avatar is legendary and needs to be retired. One of the greatest things about this forum is that I met BradM through this forum . His history here, dates all the way back to 8/28/2001. His 23,000ish posts paint a great picture of who he was, and cover an incredible amount of shared musical experiences. Some of his year-end posts would highlight all of the wonderful events he had attended (and recorded) that year. Many of his postings were either a solid "head's up" for an upcoming show, and generally followed by a download link to a recording that he made so everyone could either hear or revisit the same great things he was often experiencing. The time and effort he put in to his archive.org contributions is pretty astounding. BradM always helped drive this forum. There will be a big whole left behind from this event. Back to the avatar. BradM chose this avatar on that day in 2001, along with his username, stylized capitalization within 'BradM', and eternally signed-off posts with a consistent "Aloha, Brad". This was his persona here, and it never wavered during all this time. Addressing him as 'BradM' ILR always felt natural. I will forever identify him through this avatar.
  34. 3 points

    In memory; Favourite Hip/Gord moments

    Figured this was the best thread to share this.
  35. 3 points

    In memory; Favourite Hip/Gord moments

    Our own Blurry managed to raise over $6000 via The Hip for some good causes. https://globalnews.ca/news/3823833/stratford-man-selling-tragically-hip-signed-hockey-card-for-charity/
  36. 3 points
    Here's my Gord story: In Sept 2009 the Hip did a theater tour, and played 3 nights in Ottawa at the venerable National Arts Center. I went the 3rd night, we had pretty good seats in the 6th or 7th row, dead center. It was awesome. The performance of "Scared" gave me the music shivers! I'd seen the Hip many times before but this was the first time I realized that Gord was acting out the song's lyrics with his facial expressions. It was brilliant. During "Blow at High Dough" Gord came out into the crowd, walking on the backs of the seats. He stopped right beside me, put his hand on my shoulder to support himself, and stuck the microphone in my face so I could sing a line. I shouted "Blow at High Dough" as best I could. I think I was in key. He was sweating profusely, and much of his sweat ended up on my shoulder and head. I didn't wash for a few days!
  37. 3 points

    In memory; Favourite Hip/Gord moments

    Didn't realize it at the time it would be such a great memory, but seeing them on Canada day 89 in a park in London, ON. There was about 50 people hanging around, though the videos circulating appear to show even less. That was the first time I saw the Hip I believe. Another Roadside Atrraction Markham, 93. My girlfriend and I got mistaken for other people (I think it was her moreso than me) by someone on MIdnight OIls crew and were invited back stage, by the time it was realized we weren't the right folks, we were told, "well, your here now, enjoy the show" The Hip came on about 15 minutes or so later. Watched the entire show side stage, and Gord was in prime form that day. Unfortunatley didn't get to meet anyone, from any band that played that day but still an awesome time.
  38. 3 points
    Here's my shorter review. Kimock was awesome, great to see Andy Hess playing again. Magpie Salute was easily the best black crowes cover band I have ever seen (I have never seen a black crowes cover band). I'm going to disagree with edger on this one and say they were 100% going for the classic crowes sound and did an amazing job of recreating it. Hearing Marc Ford and rich together again was awesome. If Eddie could have been there would have been perfect. Lead singer does an admirable Chris imitation. But nothing beats the original. Greensky bluegrass were cool. I found cabinet painfully boring whereas bluesky are actually interesting to listen to. My Morning Jacket rocked. Great set. Lettuce were awesome and play like motherfuckers. Really cool to see Chaka Khan. Pink talking fish seemed kinda shitty by comparison. Why the fuck do people wanna hear so much cover music? We needed 2 different dead cover bands for this fest. The tribute to Gregg and butch was good but I agree with edger that les brer were better. Just tighter group better sound. Marcus king was good and that 22 year old can shred like a motherfucker but that is it. Shred shred shred sing like Warren Haynes a bit and shred some more. Def got skills but after 20 minutes I was bored. Try playing a slow guitar solo. Kimock said more in 5 minutes of playing than that kid did in 1.5 hours. Again, he's got crazy skills but no soul. Course at 22 who the fuck has soul? Widespread were great and umphreys late night was awesome. Forgot how good they are when they play like they got something to prove. I also enjoyed the record company. Fun blues rock 3 piece. Good energy. Seeing joe bonamassa was interesting. Not as much of a shredder as you might expect and has solid tone. But his attempt to move blues somewhere more interesting usually ends up sounding kinda cheesy but I give him credit for having an engaging and varied set. All in all its a very relaxed fun atmosphere. Everyone from staff and security, to fans, were very chill and had a respectful and easy going vibe. That rain sucked and camping on the side of the mountain was a bit of a pain. But we had a fun time and i would certainly recommend it as a good festival destination. And where was this massage place? If i had known that was around would have def taken part. Just like to add the week before peach fest I caught Jimmy herring and the invisible whip. Holy shit balls was that an incredible night of music. With Jeff sipe, Matt slocum, and Jason crosby those guys played at a level I'm not sure I've seen in a long long time. Just face melting jams and fantastic songs. Musicianship does not get better than this. I highly recommend checking them out.
  39. 3 points

    RIP Butch Trucks

    Heartbreaking setlist from Tedeschi Trucks Band last night: 1/ 25/2017: Peabody Opera House, St. Louis MO Statesboro Blues Don't Know What it Means Keep on Growing Isn't It a Pity Laugh About It Sky Is Crying Ali Let Me Get By Don't Think Twice It's Alright Leaving' Trunk / Vol Slavery I Wish I Knew How Blue Can You Get In Memory of Elizabeth Reed Let's Go Get Stoned
  40. 3 points

    The Hip - Hamilton - What a night!!!

    Some vids I too. If you can get through the Grace, Too without tears, you're not human :0) At the Hundredth Meridian: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBp98emsJgY Courage (For Hugh Maclennan): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZgXdU_cGTc Grace, Too: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQwrq2KHH9k Gift Shop: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQwrq2KHH9k Ahead By A Century: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rG8jIAAoiMc Fiddler's Green http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZ-5PJDB2FA
  41. 3 points

    August 9th 2016

  42. 3 points
    mark tonin

    Jamland documentary trailer

    We've been working hard putting the finishing touches on the Jamland documentary film. Here's the official 2 minute trailer. Please give it a watch and let us know what you think! The film premieres at the Original Princess Cinema in Waterloo on Thursday June 11. Visit www.jamland.tv for more info.
  43. 3 points
    "I'm going to go with a yes - if all else fails break a pool cue up in to three and have at it! " It would be Sackville all over again DB2.0!!!! Now if we could only procure some Californiasunshine.................
  44. 3 points
    https://youtu.be/x56mFbNvlEc Get your dance moves ready for friday night's madness, it should be a great night of freaky music. Hope to see you there ! Peace https://youtu.be/6KUo_wNVxTw
  45. 3 points
    mark tonin


    Jamland has been my main creative endeavour and a labour of love for me over the past number of years. I would like to invite my friends from this community to the two events mentioned in the picture below. Please send me a message if you would like more info. Many of you are now my Facebook friends and are a part of the Jamland community, but some of my online musical friendships seemed to get lost in a cyberspace black hole as things moved from what was once a vibrant and thriving discussion board community to the place where people like things but often times don’t say much else. As well, with Jamland in particular, it’s always been a bit of a juggling act trying to keep things “small and under the radar” while still getting the word out to friends who would appreciate the place and what we have been trying to create. I am really excited about the film and am thrilled with the final product. I never envisioned that I would make a documentary film, but I am fortunate to have a teaching colleague who is an excellent visual artist and filmmaker (Robert Waldeck from Drywal Media). When I was first approached by Rob to shoot some footage at Jamland, I said “sure” and didn’t really know what to expect. I don’t think he really did either. But it has turned out better than imagined. And the film was made with the event in mind, so I am obviously excited about the actual event! J Peace, Mark
  46. 3 points
    Playing slow guitar solos are hard to do. Choosing notes, or letting the notes choose you if you will, is a talent that fast-is-the-be-all players and their misguided idiot fans fail to grasp. Also, Jerry was a fast player, but he picked his spots. Some of the Dead's uptempo jams are damn impressive.
  47. 3 points
    I guess it's true. Yngwie Malmsteen is the greatest musician/composer of all time.
  48. 3 points

    So, who put their mail order in today?

    I would like to take a moment to congratulate the entire jambands.ca community for it's first two-page thread in four years. Congratulations!
  49. 3 points

    Epic Covers

  50. 3 points

    Free Full Album Downloads

    You guys better take advantage of this while it is still optional...the next move is automatic uploading to your iTunes
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