From: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org (alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest) To: ammf-digest@smoe.org Subject: alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest V1 #766 Reply-To: ammf@fruvous.com Sender: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest Saturday, October 10 1998 Volume 01 : Number 766 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: "Clearly Canadian" [vividd11@aol.com (Vividd11)] Re: "Clearly Canadian"..you love the drink. Now read the news article. [k] Re: "Clearly Canadian"..you love the drink. Now read the news article. [h] Netcast Tonight? [scoper@netcom.com (Scott Perschke)] any suggestions? [McCown ] Home, home on Front Range: Expedition '98 [LONG] [sirilyan@hotmail.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: 10 Oct 1998 21:04:54 GMT From: vividd11@aol.com (Vividd11) Subject: Re: "Clearly Canadian" I too read this article...it was very good..exceptional in fact. And yes the "Clearly Canadian" and "Canada Rocks" headlines will be put to good use. :> Hats off to The Buffalo News for printing such an excellent article in their paper. I am a very proud Buffalonian!! Deanna-->(PICTURE WOMAN!!!) ------------------------------ Date: 10 Oct 1998 21:04:04 GMT From: kdsinthhal@aol.comatose (KdsInThHal) Subject: Re: "Clearly Canadian"..you love the drink. Now read the news article. > Plus, the cover says "CLEARLY CANADIAN" over a lovely picture of the BNL, mind you! ;) ... ... ... ... ... *sarah linnellgirl@tmbg.org ~ krunk@superfunk.com http://members.aol.com/kdsinthhal "she was underwhelmed if that's a word; i know it's not 'cause i looked it up; that's one of those skills that i learned in my school" -- sloan ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Oct 1998 21:10:24 GMT From: hugrod@home.com (Hugo Rodrigues) Subject: Re: "Clearly Canadian"..you love the drink. Now read the news article. In article <361EEBF4.38CED26A@hotmail.com>, Summer Young wrote: >I just read this interesting article in the gusto of yesterday's (Oct.9) >Buffalo News. It's about how Canadian bands have trouble "breaking the >US" beacuse "the US industry doesn't know how to handle Canadian bands >that don't conform to its disturbing flavor-of-the-month philosophy..." Which says nothing for pussy US-based Canadian branch labels that willow and wallow on releasing a band's efforts on both sides of the border, or completely give up on marketing bands on one side of the border once they make it big or even find some success on the other side of the border. (Hugo, who thinks the band should sell itself to an *Canadian* indie label and drop WEA) "I've got a car. My car is worth about twenty bucks. It's worth about twenty bucks when I fill it up with gas." - --Scott Faulconbridge, Comics! CBC-TV *MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO* Hugo Rodrigues Hugs on the Undernet Journalism Student hugrod@home.com *** Note NEW email addy*** http://members.home.net/hugrod/ Forever Fruvous!!! *MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO*MOO* ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Oct 1998 22:23:28 GMT From: scoper@netcom.com (Scott Perschke) Subject: Netcast Tonight? Tonight's show (Saturday, Oct 10) is noted on FDC as being a live netcast. When I attempt to go to the site using the link provided I always get errors. Any ideas what's up with this? Email to scoper@netcom.com Thanks Scott ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Oct 1998 22:12:57 GMT From: McCown Subject: any suggestions? I have a question. Today I was talking about random things with this girl I work with, and she happened to ask me "what's your favorite band?" Of course I replied "Moxy Fruvous." And then she said "Oh, I've never heard of them. What kind of music to they play?" And then I said, "Well...hmmm...uh, well, you see, it's kind of hard to expalin, but...uh, they're from Canada, and well..." "Is it folk music?" "Well, sort of, I mean...they paly at folk festivals, but it's not really what you would think of as...well...ummm..." (you get the idea). Does anyone else frequently run into this problem? And if so, how do you go about explaining Fruvous (without sounding as silly as I did)? love Lizzie ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Oct 1998 22:19:10 GMT From: sirilyan@hotmail.com Subject: Home, home on Front Range: Expedition '98 [LONG] Home again, home again, fiddle dee dee. I'm sitting once more at my Linux box in Saskatchewan, looking down the face of DejaNews. Wide Mouth Mason is in the CD player, and I'm finding it hard to write rather than sing along with "Midnight Rain". But I want to clear my mind of Fruvous influence while I write this last entry in the Expedition '98 series, for two reasons: 1) I didn't bother to write reviews, and 2) I don't want to write reviews anyway. I wanted very much to make sure that people knew what happened at places like Calgary and Salmon Arm. The moving hand, have writ, moved on, but the important part was the writing. I don't know exactly why it made so much difference to me that it was written down, but it had to be. So this is more travelogue than review, more memory than notes. Anyone who disapproves is free to join me on Expedition '99.... DENVER, COLORADO After a full day of heel-cooling in Saskatchewan I took a taxi out to the airport. There, I began Expedition '98, Part 2: the Colorado journey. The flight from Saskatoon to Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport was unexceptional. I've taken this flight so many times that I've finally learned my way all through MSP, which I suppose is one mark of the veteran traveller. I didn't get much look out the window as we approached Denver International Airport, or DIA as it's known to the locals. Disembarking from the plane with my trusty backpack, I took an escalator down to... a train station. No, I'm not kidding. One of the many engineering marvels of DIA is that there is a subway train that takes you from the concourses to the main terminal and vice versa, complete with electronic "Next Stop... Concourse B" signage inside the trains and a cheery and unique theme for each stop along the way. This is how everyone will travel in the Star Trek universe, until home transporters become affordable. I can't make any comment about the infamous DIA luggage system, butt of so many cheap jokes. I had only the one backpack for Expedition '98. I recommend to *anyone* who travels to only take one backpack - http://welcome.to/travelite/ was my inspiration and it should be yours too! The main level at DIA is all white and black marble and plastic and metal. It looks like you are stepping into one of those experimental science fiction films. If you looked only at the ceiling, you'd expect that the person who bumped into you was THX-1138, not a plastics salesman from Boca Raton. I found out where to catch the shuttle out to the city where I'd be staying, and got there with all of three minutes to spare. It cost only ten (American) dollars for the two-hour drive. SOMEWHERE BETWEEN DENVER AND FORT COLLINS Observation #1: Not all of Colorado is mountains. If the fields that we drove by on the way to Fort Collins grew nothing but canola, I'd be hard pressed to tell the difference between here and Manitoba. In fact, here's a five-step guide to making central Colorado indistinguishable from Manitoba: 1. Turn all the signage metric. 2. Replace Interstate signs with Trans-Canada signs. 3. Replace the one American flag I saw with a Canadian one. 4. Reprice all gasoline in litres. 5. Make it about 40% more desolate. Observation #2: Colorado is *packed*. Western Canada is a very widely dispersed region. You travel for hours to get between major population centres. Even small towns are pretty spread out. In Colorado, the longest bus ride I ever had to take was eight hours (to get from Fort Collins to Carbondale). Eight hours on a bus gets you *most* of the way from Saskatoon to Winnipeg or Calgary. This is one of the reasons I swear by WestJet. DENVER, COLORADO: SWALLOW HILL We (my friend Nancy and I) took a bus out to Denver the next day to get to the first of the three Fru-shows I'd get to see on this leg of Expedition '98. Arriving at the Denver bus terminal, we realized that we didn't know where the show was or how to get there. We walked down to the 16th Street Mall and got directions to Broadway at a nearby Starbucks. This involved hopping a free bus that took us about seven blocks down, and from there walking a good distance down. We walked a bit down Broadway before finding the public library, where I decided we would go to see if we were in the right direction. "Library. Maps. Information desks. Internet kiosks." (Swimming pools, movie stars....) We found out that we were indeed going the right way and just needed to hop the 0 bus to get to the corner of Broadway and Yale. This we did. (Now I see why travelogues are so generally boring. "I took a shuttle." "We took a bus." "I tied my shoelace." Maybe I should just make stuff up.) That was when the terrorists attacked. (No, that'd break the unwritten bond that I, as a journalist, have with my readers, wouldn't it?) Okay, in hindsight there weren't any terrorists. But there was, right on the corner, a cool-looking building that was indeed Swallow Hill. Parked right next to it was a green van with a trailer that we would come to recognize as Nessie, the Nields' tour van, and unpacking something in front of it was someone I would come to recognise as Dave Chalfant. We decided against bothering the guy, and instead walked on in where I collected my tickets and handed one to Nancy. We had some neat Chinese food at a nearby restaurant called Twin Dragon and then waited. And waited. And called a friend in Denver to see if she wanted to come by. And waited. And then went to a coffee shop where we had pie and ice cream. And came back and waited some more, and saw that by now the Frubus had arrived. A few people had collected outside by then, so while Nance read the Rocky Mountain News, I struck up a conversation or two. The first person I chatted with was tmbgirl, whom I'm sorry I didn't recognise from the newsgroup. (Now I know!) The second was Dave from Arizona, who had made the trip for the Nields. The show that night was *very* nice. Others have reviewed it - I don't really want to go over their words again. Let me just say that it was the second time I heard GWS this tour. They don't just do it out in the middle of nowhere, Marie-Claude. ;-) I wish I could say all sorts of good things about the Nields, but we had to run to get back to Fort Collins that night. Allan (whose reviews you've already read) gave us a drive back to the bus station and from there we went home, drained but pleased.... and ready for the trip out to Carbondale! Coming in a bit, the part of Expedition '98 where I go all to pieces. - -- (Spam trap address... I don't read it regularly.) - -----------== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==---------- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own ------------------------------ End of alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest V1 #766 ********************************************