Walkers Road part 5

Hi everyone! I hope you aren’t getting bored with this series. I had no idea when I started this that it would go on so long. My brother Pat and I have the type of memory called “episodic”. Given a cue, such as a date (particularly a special occasion), an incident, a song, a TV…

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Walkers Road part 4

After Montreal, we worked a week in Richibucto, NB, two weeks in Moncton, NB, two weeks in Bathurst, NB and part of a week (?) in Charlottetown, PEI. There were five sets each night from 9 pm until 2 am. In some places, you work all week without a day off. It really separated the…

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Walkers Road part 3

The fourteen-hour drive to Montreal was uneventful. It was, however, more comfortable than the one to Halifax. I rode with Marty, which freed up some room in the Walkers Road van. It’s worth noting that this was a return gig of sorts for some of the band members. Actually, four of them. Helen, Art, Jim…

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Walkers Road part 2

Hi everyone!Let’s recap a little. Walkers Road was my first full-time band. It had existed in another form for a few years previously, but had been dormant for about twelve to sixteen months. It re-formed in February 1974 to back up  Canadian celeb, Dini Petty. After a month of rehearsals, Dini and the band parted ways…

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Walkers Road part one

My Last (Only) Real Job “Mr. Heffernan, a word.”“Does it have to be now? It’s time to go home.”“Please step into the office.”It was 8:00 am, and I had just finished my shift.“I hear you’re leaving us.”“Yes, I gave my notice at the beginning of last week. I only have a few days left here.””Why?…

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Fatty Lumpkins Part 2

Fatty Joins WeightWatchers Things changed drastically during the next month after the escape from Windsor. Terry quit, likely because he was broke; the keyboard player was fired, there was no clue what happened to Glen, and we got booted out of the warehouse because we always left it in a mess.  Butch had a friend…

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Fatty Lumpkins Part 1

A Classic Tale In late spring of 1970, I was looking to either join or start a band. I was a guitar player, with the switch to playing keyboards still far from my mind.  A drummer friend of mine named Jonas Mayer (we called him Joe in those days) asked if I was interested in…

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My credibility is shot

Hi folksAs you’ve observed, I wasn’t able to follow through on my promise to write about each stop on the mini-tour of Southern Ontario. There wasn’t enough time. During the last two trips, I wasn’t doing any driving. It was while riding in Rick’s truck or the big SUV  that wrote most of the posts. New…

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Ottawa

Concentrated Canada, just add snow Hi folks! Are you ready for another fun filled day on tour with Mikey the Magic keyboard player? Watch me pull a dominant seventh out of my hat! Wait a minute…I don’t have a hat. That makes the trick even more baffling to the uninitiated… The place I’m headed to…

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First of four. Brockville

Hi EverybodyFor those of you who live in a different continent or those who live in a different part of this continent, Brockville is in Ontario, Canada. It’s on the edge of the Saint Lawrence River about halfway between Kingston and the Quebec border. Geographically, it is on the southern tip of a precambrian granite…

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