I hitched down through France to Marseilles and the trip took about a week.
From there I took a train to Genoa and hitched down the West Coast of Italy to Rome and over to Brindisi. I felt I was back in the days of the Renaissance from the look of the countryside and small towns [...]
The relationship with Lucille and the one with the band played its course out and one day I woke up and knew it was time to leave. I fled to Toronto in the wake of an exodus of local musicians heading for “music city ” to make it big. I had only a few dollars [...]
» Read the rest of this entry ...My musical experiments began in the crib, I am told. My cousin Donna Kaye tells me that she remembers me as a baby greeting her arrival by rocking back and forth, holding the crib bars, belting out “A, You’re Adorable, B, You’re So Beautiful“, the lyrics to one of the pop standards of the day. [...]
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We begin this story in time and space somewhere in the mid-1950’s where an eleven year old boy is waking from sleep in a second story bedroom on the outskirts of Winnipeg, Manitoba. His window looks out over a field of wild grasses stretching out as far as he can see [...]
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Long ago and far away but just the other day, I was hiking up Mount Tzouhalem on southern Vancouver Island with my bamboo flute in hand.
After several months struggling to find a single note, the flute had begun to respond to my breaths. The sound of it, echoing among the trees and [...]