As I look forward to my (yikes) 30th birthday I find myself looking back over my life (yeah right, I know I’m not dying). And I remember when I was 15 and met Ed (of the Barenaked Ladies) on the ferry to PEI. This was before they were hugely famous; they were going to be playing in Charlottetown at some bar. He asked if I was going to go and I was like “dude, it’s a bar. I can’t go to such places. I’m fifteen”. I knew who they were though because I was a weird little indie chick. Yes I know nobody thinks of them as indie NOW, but this was Back in the Day. 1992, man. Good times.
Imagine my joy a year later when I saw the following on TV. I mean, I knew they were getting famouser, because, well, they were. But it was cool to see them getting a bit of play in the US, even if it did involve dressing up in a golden poncho. In fact I wish I was wearing a golden poncho right now.
Oh, and uhm… cool glasses there Steve.
Okay that’s all.
hey! fun! ed spilled beer on me that same year! well, maybe the year before, but still, right around then.
they were playing at hillside and i ended up sitting next to him in the beer tent at some point when they weren’t playing, and he spilled his beer on me. he was suitably apologetic.
I was in 6th grade and I got Much Music, through our satellite, and I fell in love with the Barenaked Ladies.
I hate to admit it, but my passion for them waned when they got huge. I liked them better when I thought they were my little secret.
BTW, did you get any mail from me recently?
Thirty-Schmirty! Let me talk to you about turning THIRTY-FIVE IN EXACTLY SIX MONTHS!!!!!
Sheesh.
Oh. And I have a new crush. And? His name is Gordon.
Coincidence? I think not!