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Kate McGarrigle- Home to Stay

August 24, 2013

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Kate left this ‘ol world nigh on 4 years ago.
In the intervening thyme there have been tributes in London, New York, and Toronto.
Kinda Like John Donne’s
“At The Round Earth’s Imagined Corners”
The Globe had to be taken care of before some sort of
Homecoming
I guess if I were being honest the tributes started at the Albert Hall.
Anyway there have been tears laughter birth and all the things that go on with us all.
The week of August 5th 2013 the tributes came home to Montreal, St. Sauveur, Outremont, Mile End.
Kate’s and our collective stomping grounds now and through this motral coil.
I kinda dreaded the whole thing on a bunch of levels.
All my fears were thankfully vainglorious fripperies,
falderals if you will.
Rehearsals took place at Pierre Marchand’s studio (Thanks Pierre!) on Monday & Tuesday.
Crikey ! I even found a part of my street I didn’t know existed.

Joel & Eloi at Rehearsal

Joel & Eloi at Rehearsal

Wednesday started with the dedication of Place Kate McGarrigle on Laurier.
WE Owe Michele Mercure a greatbig “Thanks” for all the thankless work she did in seeing this project through.
Fiable comme d’habitude Michele!

Crowd View-Place Kate

Crowd View-Place Kate

After the politicians weighed in, the Family- Janie Anna Martha and Rufus spoke from the heart simple words of truth and thanks-
Our Old Friend Ken Mackenzie piped us into Place Kate in a
Hibernian/Caledonian Sweetgrass ceremony or variant thereof.
Place Kate is there forever.
More important is the space that’s there.
That space bids
“C’mon in and join us”
which was and is what the McGarrigle Experience is all about.
I broke a chair wounding nothing but my already shaky ego.
Oh Yes, Hazel even got us linked via the Skype with Esther”Shvester” Cohen in NYC.
Always a treat !

We Go On-
That evening at Theatre Outremont Lian Lunson’s haunting film had its Montréal premiere. Executive Producer Wim Wenders was there along with Martha and Rufus for a post screening Q&A.
I couldn’t make it as I was prepping Bacchus here for next day.
In The Wings
View From the Wings- I’m No Avedon !

Thursday, there were two shows at The Theatre Outremont- These weren’t big International Names playing a sacred canon but Kate & Anna’s Québec contemporains sing their and K&A’s songs. As I said to Rufus at the bunfight chez moi,” In some ways it was a musical Refus Global.

The shows were unlike all the others.
It was like a bunch o’people getting together to affirm that
what we have in common vastly outweighs our differences.
I do tend to analyse-
Let’s just say it was fun and moving

All credit goes to dear Anna for curating
(Christ I hate that word !) the show.
It was more Lanning than Lexington Ave
more Querbes than College St.
well , you get the picture.
Brad Albetta, meshpucah & ain folk to me forever, was the musical director and he pulled it off with panache and understatement.
The Band-
Tom Mennier (Piano),
Michel Pepin (Guitar)
Thom “Thumper” Gossage (Drums)
Eloi Painchaud ( Banjo Harp etc)
30 year K&A mainstay Joel Zifkin (Violin)
and, of course Brad on Bass.
Joel, along with Chaim Tannenbaum, who was geographically unable to attend played with K&A for 30 and 40 years give or take, respectively.
Oh The Stories !
Going to Venice and getting no Further than the parking Lot !

After the second show, un drole de gang est descendu chez moi.
64 Bottles Champagne & 24 Vin Rouge amongst other delights were sampled by all-
The Whisky was for Joel-
Attending this bunfight,
or debauchery as Thom Gossage called it were,
in no particular order
Me Rufus and his husband Jorn Weisbrodt,
Anna Dane Janie Lily Sylvan Janie- the usual crew
Also attending-
Montreal Jazzfest capo André Menard (won most polite guest prize seriously)
Luc Plamondon, Pierre Lapointe, Fanny Bloom,
film maker Mia Donovan, Pam Duns,
Inner Circle member Michel Mercure
fresh from singing and playing both shows
was stunning and ebullient in red.

Stephanie Remond,( who went to work next day !)
Dr. Roger Tabah and Marjorie Jaques.
All round renaissance man Hanford Woods
Little Anna and Bob from San Francisco,
Terry Lalos, Siobhan McCann,
The Original Dancer with Bruised knees Deborah Adler and her husband Historian Michael Smith.
Our Friend and Legal Counsel Carol Holland flew by me in a haze of people and champagne .

Under the rubric of zero degrees of separation,
the Montreal Danforth’s (Tom’s daughter’s dontcha know !)
Marianne Danforth, Genevieve Danforth and
The Original Yankee Quipper Katrina Danforth
who came all the way from Trieste for a dinner we hadn’t had since Venice and ended up not having
but there’s world enough and time selon Marvell
but smiles trump eats anyway, pro tem at least.
The whole fort was held down by Teddy Wainwright,
that wondrous woman I got to know and work with
in the daze and days following Kate’s death.
Gail Kenney Photographer supreme was in Town as there is an exhibition of her McGarrigle Photos all along Laurier Ave till mid September.
Come to Montreal one and all !

A special word of thanks on My part to Michel Rivard for teaching me harmony on Complainte and Robert Charlebois for his ever twinkling eyes.
As an aside, at Soundcheck
Anna Lil and Martha were running through what both anna and I agree is
Kate’s most important song – Jacques et Gilles. He (Charlebois) turned to where Little Anna and I were sitting and asked in sign language
” Did Kate write THAT? Wow”
Franco American Quebec Irish History in 11 verses.
Indeed she did, Robert.
Indeed she Did
Woody Guthrie would been proud envious or both-

Well I’m running outta steam.
I’m still tryin’to find the right Tom Danforth to send K&A stuff to.
I’ll get it right if it pute me in Quare Street !
If I’ve left anything out let me know.
Send photos if ya got em
Finally, It’s good to have Kate back home
In some inchoate way

Someday maybe
face to face in eternity
we shall all meet
as Nora’s Dove leads us there
To whisky talk,”Darling You Must Understand”
Into an endless dawn
I’m feeling a void I haven’t felt ever since cold January Monday Night 2010
Ah ! But I’m a fool
I’ll give Robert Charlebois the last word
Le Québec love ça c’est mon bag
add that with Complainte Pour Ste Catherine
Lemme know if I’ve left anything out or stomped on toes.
Come on over up down and see us. We’re in the Book
I’ll leave you with this 40 second clip that anna cobbled together from my lousy camera work and My John McCormack Collection
Kate arriving YUL Nov 2008 at 3 in The Bloody A.M.
love as ever
Yr idiot into eternity
Campbie
aka
Robert Campbell Hendery O.M.F.

October 5 1972- A bit Premature But that fits

October 4, 2012

Around the corner from this school

Around the corner from this school


Well Dear Friends, tomorrow shall mark the 40th anniversary of me losing my virginity.
I hope we all observe 10 seconds of reflection , which is twice as long as it took.
I want to send thanks to Sheila Carey wherever she is today.
Nixon was up for re election and I was 19 years old
It was the so called sexual revolution and I was scared
so very very scared
Sheila Had been my Girlfriend I guess, in Montreal in 1969
I lost track of her and I don’t know how I got in touch with her
No internet and Long distance was prohibitive
It must have been ink pen paper (still the best way to communicate)
I write this in October in my 60th year to Heaven (Pace Dylan Thomas)
And the years have come and the years have gone
And time has flown by
But I’ll never forget Sheila’s kindness
and understanding
There have been dozens and dozens of lovers since then.
I remember few of them
But I remember Sheila Carey
In October
In Massachussets
A month of noble rot
and harvest of emblements and memrories
I also bought my first Jimmie Rodgers records at the Harvard Coop
It started me on this musical journey
That is far more important than losing my virginity
Sheila made me feel good about myself-
I figure that’s what we are here for.
Making people feel good about themselves.
It’s not Nobel maybe not even Noble
But it’s something
love as ever
Campbell

Montauk- The Nuptials

August 26, 2012

Ceremony various

Ceremony various

Ceremony various

Ceremony various

Ceremony

Ceremony

Ceremony

Ceremony

Ceremony

Ceremony

Ceremony

Ceremony

Prior to Wedding at Our Digs

Prior to Wedding at Our Digs

Irving Berlin’s “How Deep is the Ocean?”

Irving Berlin’s “How Deep is the Ocean?”

Hal & Campbell by Sean

Hal & Campbell by Sean


 Sean & CJ and ??? by Campbell @ Clam Bar

Sean & CJ and ??? by Campbell @ Clam Bar



Well we got though it. It was a little bit of magic in Montauk.

Erratum-
Martha Sang How Deep is the Ocean ? not How High the Moon? . The Former was transcribed for Irving Berlin at What is Now R & J’s House.

Rufus Wedding Eve- The Stars above Montauk are real

August 22, 2012

Lousy Internet here so brevity is key.I run into old friends all over this strange place. Last night I had migraine for 1st time in years. Tonight I saw Ursa Minor Big Dipper and other stars that aren’t transient. It’s Gonna be something. I dunno what . Naan et alia aredown at big do at giant estate. I had dinner where the post meal reception’ll be. The sea that big old rolling ocean pounds like a heartbeat outside my ramshackle door. The Night is loaded with darkness a darkness I haven’t seen since 37 year ago Nouveau Québec mine time.Well folk’s I’m gonna have to hole off on any more bec this net is too damn slow. I have put ink pen to work aping kerouac in big sure but i came up with words of sound no whooosh of kerouac. I have no e mail right now so love to all of you from an idiot rambling lopsided through a world growing younger by the day

Mon Talk De Montauk- Great Gatsby Redux

August 15, 2012

Not where we will Be staying

Not where we will Be staying

Where we are Going

Where we are Going


Crikey here we go again !

Well we are kipping in Mass or MA as it now is , on Monday. Naan et alia will be upscale upstairs while I shall be Quality Motel Downtown Abie
Christ ! My nerves ! Not a sense of doom but of dread
In for a pfennig !
This is way way way more complicated than any trip I’ve ever organised
More later… as a wise woman once wrote
UPDATE- THURS
I’m thinking of moving to Pago Pago pronounced Pango Pango because original mapmakers ran out of ‘l’s.
We, at this end are freaking out.
More news as it develops
UPDATE FRIDAY-
I Took 4 Blue Blazers in to be cleaned
That with the new one makes 5
Sunday aube-
I gots the Heebies
I mean The Jeebies
Not on the Gantry yet Elmer-
Looks kinda like the Gallis Pole
From My Sunday morning wake up
As I stare out at St. Michael The Archangel

Maine & Cape Cod – Et In Arcade Arcadia ego ( w/ apologies to Evelyn Waugh)

August 2, 2012

Kennebunkport by Bob Hendery circa 1965

Kennebunkport by Bob Hendery circa 1965

Lighthouse balcony 1961

Lighthouse balcony 1961

Lighthouse Balcony 2011

Lighthouse Balcony 2011

Campbell Digging to China circa 1959

Campbell Digging to China circa 1959

Pime Point and my Castro Hat

Pime Point and my Castro Hat

Kennenbunkport

Kennenbunkport in sweet memry


Over half a century has passed since my first summer at the beach. First Pine Point Maine, The , when Kennedy was elected, It was Dennisport & Harwichport. Later or maybe at same time came Kennebunkport. In my memeory we stayed the summer but in reality it was probably only a week. The high point each year in Maine was going to the Amusement Park and Pier in Old Orchard.
Pier at Old Orchard

Pier at Old Orchard


It hadn’t changed a whit since the 20’s. As a young boy I met a wrinkly man typing twixt Old Orchard and Ocean Park. It was only a few years ago that I realised that man was Fred Allen.
Noah's Ark at Old Orchard- Real Donkeys !

Noah’s Ark at Old Orchard- Real Donkeys !


Oh we frolicked and gambolled while the adults drank drank drank and slowly but surely got the hel that was World War Two outta their sysytems. My Pa was a tail gunner on a Halifax bomber – Shot down over Holland parachuted into a canal and was hid in a hayloft by the same man who turned him in to the krauts the next day. But the beach – Oh sweet Atlantic Ocean I hear you calling me i nmy 60th year to heaven with so many of the principals in these photos dead or dying I just want to show these badly stained old slides and hope you get to Maine or the Cape- Call Me – I’ll go in a second. This ain’t much of a post but it’s dog daze in a feral world . As someone once said to me- MOre Later
Campbell