Colin …

Who does not love a child prodigy? I remember my first glimpse of a kid that set us back on our heels as he lit up small town community halls across the fine province of Saskatchewan. It was time when we still had leaders who loved the culture in agriculture, notes...

Freed at Last …

The tension between one’s art and success is as old as humans; I suppose … this is a story about a fine musician and that tension … Have you ever, by mistake, tuned into an AM commercial radio station and in doing so, set off a toxic flare in your brain upon hearing a...

Billy

Billy Billy https://bobchartier.ca/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/Billy.mp3 I first heard Billy Cowsill, like many of my generation, in the late sixties, on the push button radio of my 1953 Plymouth Cranbrook. The music was not coming through with the clarity of todays...

Pops

Big Bill Broonzy, famed Chicago bluesman, for much of his life, sang the blues on Saturday nights to make a living and engaged in some “fire and brimstone” preaching on Sunday mornings to honor his father.  This battle between the Devil owning Saturday night and the...

Leonard

Leonard Leonard https://bobchartier.ca/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Leonard_GN.mp3 It is the Juno weekend of 2018 as I write this little story. Twenty-seven years ago, I went to my first and I suppose only Juno Awards show. The Juno Awards are named after Pierre Juneau,...