"It was a bitterly cold 1952 afternoon when I was born on the backseat of a taxicab in front of East General Hospital in East York. My mother hadn’t anticipated me being so anxious to enter the world. She was wearing slacks. The first thing my bare ass hit was the chilled plastic cover of the hack’s rear-seat.
As a kid I was constantly being scolded for speaking out of turn or interrupting people. My mother told me that she saw me giving tours of my imaginary world to neighbourhood
kids all the time.
I got a rocket crystal radio at about the age of ten that only received one station, CHUM AM. I followed the weekly CHUM Chart, though actually preferred the music on stuffy old CFRB. Rock & Roll never caught my ear until I heard Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. After that, I spent every dime earned at record stores. I still have many of those albums.
I saw Jimi Hendrix play at Maple Leaf Gardens, and Led Zeppelin before the were known. I was lucky to have also seen Albert King,along with many other music icons before I even left High School. I bounced around for a while, until I met a guy named Dave Roland. He offered me a room in his basement on Salt Spring Island at a very reasonable price. It was a jam house where every night was concert night.
I went to the University of Toronto, where I received very high marks, but I refused to take any sciences. Too boring. Hence, no degree, but I do have a very high grade in second year Philosophy, English, and History. I studied Journalism at the University of Lethbridge, but never finished. at one point I earned a certificate in appliance repair. I didn’t like it. Can you say “cabinets by Gillette”? Not a wise choice of profession for a guy with paws like mine.
I have interviewed many performers including Charlie Musselwhite, Brian Auger, and BB King. One year I travelled to Toronto on a “Blues Tour”, where I hit every jam session in every small-town dive that I drove through. I had regular gigs at West Coast Entertainment Magazine, The Magazine, Cosmic Debris, Magazine, and Vibe Magazine, often writing as my alter ego, The Blueshound. I was also a columnist/reporter at the James Bay Beacon for a couple of years.
I am a generalist and a very effective “Devil’s advocate”. My musical taste is pretty broad and a bit quirky. Hey, I only like good stuff.
Anyway, I could blab on forever about me it seems, and this is my first first autobio. However, now I am feeling over exposed, and just a little inadequate.