How does that song go? She was only seventeen and he was one year more… Not sure why that came to mind, but maybe it was a latent reminder stirred by the old songs being played before the movie tonight. And that brings me to my first question.
If one goes out to events more often than one stays home, is s/he a cultural junkie or simply some one wanting to support those businesses that bring aspects of culture to his “neck of the woods”?
Yesterday started out relatively benign with a visit to the gym and then basically work in the office most of the day. But then a wonderful thing happened — the daughter of my good friend Sandy (a young lady about the same age as my son) called to say that she had two extra tickets for the Blue Rodeo show that was playing last night in Penticton. Well, I thought they had said that Ronnie Hawkins was also playing so this was a special gift indeed. The gift turned even more special when upon arriving at the arena, I was ushered to an upper suite looking straight at the stage, complete with a veritable smorgasbord of food and goodies — only the beer & wine required payment…
Now there was one disappointing moment — the opening act was fronted by a youngster who introduced himself as Ron Hawkins and the “less than perfect” (my words) Assassins. Well, obviously Ronnie Hawkins was not playing. However, while they had no real stage presence, the Assassins played for 40 minutes and it was tolerable. They were followed by a twenty minute break while roadies re-jigged the stage.
We then sat back, beer in hand as well as chicken wings, spring rolls and riblets, and expected Blue Rodeo to give us an hour of their time. After all, they are beginning to age. Well, another surprise — they gave us 105 minutes of non-stop vintage Blue Rodeo (as opposed to the Young Rascal concert I saw in TO a couple of years ago, these guys have NOT lost their voices). When they came back for an encore, they gave us another fifteen minutes, and then they called out the Assassins to join them in a rousing finale of about five minutes. It was a great show and if you are near one of their concerts on this tour, take it in…well worth it.
So I got home too late to write about it…but a day later, I still am impressed with the show, the musicianship and the ambiance…
Today saw a return to the ski hill. Now I’m not going to talk about my near fatal moment — because due to an exercise that my friend Bruce (who is successfully battling cancer) taught me as a way to improve my balance, I managed to stay upright through a blind hit on a ridge of snow on a cross track that also caused my skis to cross while in mid-air; and, landing on one ski I maintained my balance until I could get the other ski pointed forward and then down on the snow, all the while doing about 60 km/h. The rest of the morning was fairly okay, as I ended with 11 runs and 6,600 VM’s…
I left the hill early though in order to get down to sit in on a documentary film series that was showing ALIVE WITHIN… this is one that every person over fifty definitely should see. Moreover, it should be shown in every senior’s residence across the country. It is well directed, very factually focused, and incredibly powerful in the feelings it instills in you. It deals with the power of music and the affliction of Alzhiemers’ disease. Just a wonderful piece of film-making….
After this afternoon artistic moment, I then picked up my good friend Sandy and we headed off to another Oliver Film Festival offering, stopping en route at the Gallagher Lake pub for a solid meal. The film, The Innocents is an excellent movie as well. Based on a true story at the conclusion to WW II in Poland with the involvement of the French Red Cross, and a local nunnery. Again, the cinematography was exceptional, the acting very good, the direction excellent, and the story-line very compelling. It can get a little dark at times, but overall it is a story of hope.
A great number of events, over two days — but I wouldn’t have missed a single one, even if I had comprehended the scope of the two days. Everything was a learning moment (even if that ski run tried to kill me!!!).