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10 - 7- 2004

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Every once in a while in our lives, the stars and planets are aligned so perfectly that everything just unfolds as God intended. Last night, it was the way Gord intended.

I made a few calls and the next thing I knew I was throwing up in anticipation of meeting them.

At around 8PM, I was invited on their bus - phuck... one of the biggest nights of my life and I can't think of one phucking thing to write...

The first guy I met was Gord Sinclair, then one by one we all introduced ourselves. They are the nicest, most normal people I've met. Bobby, ('B' for short... 'cause we're so close now...) answered the all important question - 'We still love what we do.' So, we can expect to see them around for a few more years.

His answer was in reference to my question about touring small venues in the States vs. arenas in Canada. They love the perspective.

I gave Downie a big hello and expressed in my stalker like ways how much he and his band have meant to me over the last 20 years. I told him that he's the Christopher Walken of Rock 'n' Roll. We chatted a bit over the set list and then it was time for us to leave for the show.

The Sam Roberts Band - awesome. Great opening act.

The show was as usual, incredible. Wheat Kings, Blow At High Dough as their final encore...???!!! Come on.. that's insane. Incidentally, 'Blow at High Dough' is an expression Gord's mother always used to say...

It's tough to speak intelligently on music - because it's so personal. Music means something different for everyone - it can be a celebration, it can represent personal anguish, it can be shared or hoarded - such an array of emotions and looking at the expressions on the faces at the show - The Hip walked us through them all.

After the show, we had another chance to meet with them in the club's lounge. We waited about 30 minutes before the band made their entrance. It turns out they had been waiting in another room thinking wondering where everyone was, until they realized they were in the wrong room.

I walked up to Gord, gave him my ticket stub and asked for his signature - He looked at me and said, "SM, is this for you.?" WHAT??!! So you're telling me that after a 2 hour maniacal show, meeting hoards of people, you remembered MY name??? Truly wonderful.

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