I know it’s hard out there now, people living of soup crackers and ketchup packages. I’ve been there too, day to day. Wondering if I wouldn’t put a knife to my throat cause I didn’t have gas in the tank or a hope for a place to sleep.
It’s hard for all the working folk out there that have been abandoned. I happen to work for one of those mega corps. I don’t build bombers or death planes. But the guys that pay my rent do.
It’s hard for me, one that’s been in your shoes. To just sit and do nothing, I give what I can. But that’s local.
For the rest of you please enjoy. Bruce and Tom.
Posted in Rants
Tagged Bruce Springsteen, Grapes of Wrath, Great Depression, Health, John Steinbeck, no home, out of work, Poverty, strife, Strike, Tom Joad, United States
Happy Father’s Day Everyone.
First things first, let me add my voice to the growing throng who are pissed off as all hell at what happened in Vancouver this week. To my mind it was a perfect storm of emotion and alcohol fuelled mayhem that only needed a spark to explode. I believe that at the heart of the Vancouver riot there was a core element that was not there to celebrate game 7.
Who in their right mind shows up to a street party with a baseball bat or Molotov cocktail? This was not a riot based on the win or the loss of a hockey game in my opinion. This was a deliberate act by a core group of hateful people who were determined to twist the drunken emotion of a hopeful crowd into a violent orgy of hate. Mission accomplished. I hope you were stupid enough to get your picture taken by one of the hundreds of cameras present at the event.
Water Polo player caught red handed.
May you feel the hot breath of your new butch cellmate on the nape of your neck as he introduces you to life in jail! Bitch.
Posted in 25th Anniversary Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Winnipeg and Hometown Goings On, World Events
Tagged BBQ, Big Man: Real Life & Tall Tales, Bruce Springsteen, BruceSpringsteen, CAW, Clarence Clemons, clarenceclemons, E-Street Band, Education, Father's Day, Hero's, New York, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Strike, Taco, The Kiss, Vancouver, Vancouver Riot, Water Polo Player
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the man I used to call Jesus, years in fact. When I first moved to Winnipeg in the early 1990′s he was already a fixture on the Osborne Village sidewalks. He was always dressed for the cold it seemed, ratty old blue parka, beat up winter boots and a heavy beard.
He was always dirty of course, living on the margins of society for so long. His hair was normally pretty wild and natty. But for some strange reason I found him to be the most agreeable person on the street those days. Most panhandlers back then were pretty aggressive. They would get in your face demanding a smoke or some of the hard-earned change in your pocket. All the while wearing ratty clothes but somehow the new sneakers gave them away. They may have experimented with the lifestyle but they sure were not living it the way he did.
Living on the streets for a night or two I think most people could imagine, but this man lived day in and day out on and around Osborne Village for as long as anyone I spoke to could remember. Rumours abounded that he had a family once, that he had a job, a nice house and a car. All of those things that society uses to judge us a success or a failure. Now he just survived.
Posted in Rants
Tagged Begging, Bruce Springsteen, Celsius, Charity, Christmas, Ghost of Tom Joad, Hanna Taylor, Homelessness, Jesus, Jesus of Osborne Village, John Lennon, Ladybug Foundation, Osborne Village, Poverty, Tom Morello, Winnipeg
Hey everyone! Hope you all had a very Merry Christmas, and a great break before the New Year.
Waking up to the greeting of a ringing phone was not the way I had wanted to start the morning after a marathon concert. But our tab had to be paid, the sponsoring radio station 92.1 citi fm, needed an interview for the morning show back home. After Darlene gave a brief sleepy account of the night before, exclaiming that Bruce Springsteen was the highlight of the evening. We got our tired bodies ready for another hurried day on the streets of New York.
As the day before, we shunned the hotel “Hot Breakfast” in favor of bagel sandwiches from the corner shop. Gaining familiarity with the streets we confidently picked our subway stop and headed south into Soho, bound for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Annex. This stop on our trip almost got scratched due to time constraints but I am very glad that we managed to fit it in. If you are a fan of New York based rock and roll do check it out before it closes early in the new year.
Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Annex
Posted in 25th Anniversary Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Cooking and Food, New York
Tagged 92.1 CITI FM, Anthony Bourdain, Bobby Pinn, Bruce Springsteen, CBGB, Drugs, Fillmore East, Joey Ramone, John Lennon, Katz's Deli, New York City, Physical Graffiti, Rock and Roll, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Annex, Rock Junket, Rolling Stones, Sex, The Continental, The Ramones, When Harry Met Sally, Yoko Ono