Logged In As Admin: {{reverbUser.name}} ({{reverbUser.id_unique()}}), Acting As: {{reverbPageObject.data.name}} ({{reverbPageObject.id_unique}})

Ken Skinner and the jazzmongers! / Blog

Wednesday December 11 from 5 to 8 pm.


Ken Skinner and the jazzmongers!
Ken Skinner and the jazzmongers!  (almost 3 years ago)

Tonight's the night! Mr. B and Me @ GATE 403 in Toronto. Swinging some stuff you know and all kinds of stuff you'll love!

I Have A Life

I have a life. I don't post pictures of my daughter, her mother or my cat. Nor my house or anything else. I'm falling off this grid. I ask people to attend my analog world and listen to an old piece of wood furniture make noise. I have a life.

I have a life. One that has been passed down through revelations of good and evil, all things past and present, all things true and false. I have a life void of good decisions while fixing the past without fictionalising it, I have a life.

I have a life. Like the trees have voices and animals make it also, I'm a little breeze i guess blowing on the crossroads. I have a life. One worth living, something old and borrowed, some blessed news.

I have a life. Yet here I sit typing something weird that tells no news, something so old that I am too. All these falling leafs that scatter now around me, all the time and passages that rent a room and leave me.

I have a life. I shouldn't pass it forward. Everyone is mad right now and there's nothing down here for them. Killing without eating is just because we're crowded. Let's talk about a better way and try to leave this shrouded.

I have a life. I drink when I need to. Not because of any of you. I have a life. One worth living. One worth saving. One phone call giving up on everyone because you have the new phone. I have a life.

I have an old story.

Doping in sports.

I often think that it would be alright to have drug sports and natural sports. That also means that you have to redefine amateur if that hasn't already happened with all the "dream teams" who step into the Olympics already enhanced like a hollywood model in a local beauty contest. My minds looks at professional wrestling or "ballet for men". It is becoming evidently clear that doping with performance enhancers is dangerous and leads people to some very dark places.

Is the public not somehow responsible in that they love their champions and heroes who are rewarded more than handsomely for their efforts. By the same token the public expects there to be a level playing field in order to truly measure these feats of superhuman achievement.

When in 1912 it was found that Jim Thorpe, a native american, had played semi-professional baseball he was stripped of his Olympic medals. He was in two events. The Pentathlon and the Decathalon and despite none of those fifteen events were baseball he violated his amateur status and only amateurs could compete. Worse of course is the prevailing racism. His story continues 100 years later and all he did was try to get a square meal each day.

Unlike Thorpe, many of these athletes will keep millions of dollars and in many cases records that include the infamous asterisk that denotes circumstances that change the plane of the playing field. Doesn't Roger Maris have one for beating Ruth for season home runs but had 8 extra games to do it?

The defence of not "knowingly" taking enhancers or the "wrong crowd" doesn't cut it with me. Neither do enhancers. In the old days you played hockey on meat and potatoes with a shot and a smoke during the intermission. Even that shot of whisky could upset the other team, but then again, whisky was never an enhancer.

Ask a child. Cheating is cheating.

Richie Havens

Saying goodbye to the ever amazing Richie Havens. I first heard your music when I was in high school. You were an original and You will be sorely missed. R.I.P.

Chrissy Amphlett

Former Divinyls frontwoman Chrissy Amphlett has died at the age of 53.

The Australian singer passed away at her home in New York City on Sunday with her husband, former Divinyls drummer Charley Drayton, by her side.

Amphlett revealed she was living with multiple sclerosis in 2007, and in 2010, she was dealt another blow when doctors diagnosed her with breast cancer.

Drayton says in a statement, "Christine Joy Amphlett succumbed to the effects of breast cancer and multiple sclerosis, diseases she vigorously fought with exceptional bravery and dignity. She passed gently, in her sleep, surrounded by close friends and family... Chrissy's light burns so very brightly. Hers was a life of passion and creativity; she always lived it to the fullest. With her force of character and vocal strength she paved the way for strong, sexy, outspoken women."

A blast from the past

From Gary Hadfield

Hi Ken - I wanted to message you - That many years ago is was listening to the morning jazz show on CKLN and heard a great album - but did not catch who it was - I drove to CKLN to speak to the announcer and find out what it was - I found out is was Marooned - I went to buy it at HMV (no luck) - I went back to the station and they gave my your phone number and I called you and came to your apartment just off Yonge and (I am going to say Eglinton - but I could be wrong) and you sold me a copy from your front door - It still has an honoured spot in my CD player and we listen to it very often to this day - and I tell this story often - Thanks for the music - i find peace and passion in it.

Stompin' Tom signs off

Stompin Tom's last message -- "Hello friends, I want all my fans, past, present, or future, to know that without you, there would have not been any Stompin' Tom."

"It was a long hard bumpy road, but this great country kept me inspired with it's beauty, character, and spirit, driving me to keep marching on and devoted to sing about its people and places that make Canada the greatest country in the world."

"I must now pass the torch, to all of you, to help keep the Maple Leaf flying high, and be the Patriot Canada needs now and in the future." ... "I humbly thank you all, one last time, for allowing me in your homes, I hope I continue to bring a little bit of cheer into your lives from the work I have done."


Your Friend always,

Stompin' Tom Connors