A long time ago in a city far away
I and some friends entered my senior English
classroom through a window late one night and borrowed a reel to reel recorder
for a scavenger hunt. The next morning I came to class to find the police speaking
with my teacher.
Deeply confused by the "theft" of the decades old gear, he
asking the police why the thieves would leave behind a TV, VCR, and ghetto
blaster. The officer could offer no explanation of the workings of the criminal
As I sat down at my desk trying to look as innocent as
possible, a long-haired gentleman, in a black leather jacket layered over a
tattered jean jacket by the name of Gary MacMaster
, AKA "Coyote
", calls the
officer's attention to the window, and suggests that he check out the finger
prints all over the glass. Ah Gary...
thank you for that my friend.
It's been nearly 15 years since I last saw Gary. I knew he had moved to Hamilton and was playing bass in Tristan
, but like so many people from high school, I eventually lost track of
him. That is until this morning when I checked Metafilter
and saw a link to it
came from canada
, a site
dedicated preserving Canada's
, a band years ahead of it's time is just one
of many featured on this incredible site, who's contributors brave the darkness
of attics and crawlspaces to reclaim music that might otherwise be lost. Where
else could you find such esoteric bits of Canadiana such as Crackers
musical ambassadors to the motorcycle world", the theme from Shaft
as interpreted by the
Central Band of the Canadian Forces
, or the pièce de résistance, The Bordens
doing the Star Wars
theme. Far out.
PS: The unharmed reel to reel was returned anonymously a few weeks later. Sorry Mr. Angeloni.