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20 year old mix tapes
Jun. 14th, 2010 12:05 pmLast night we got back from an ultimately frustrating secret mission into the Welland Canal area for, you know, junkin'. Most of the stores were closed, even the place in Fonthill which from the sidewalk looks pretty awesome. Fonthill used to be called "Temperance", until they opened the Beer Store, I guess. Anyway, after we got back I went to update Zero Fighter and realized that I'd moved a strip three weeks ahead so when I thought I had one in the can, I didn't, so I had to get to work. And that's where the 20 year old mix tapes come in. Lots of college radio stuff like St Etienne, Lloyd Cole, Jazz Butcher, the Connells, Teenage Fanclub, Inspiral Carpets, and somebody called 'Strawberry Zots'. I saw the Connells a few times and they were a good solid band, unpretentious and hardworking. No place for guys like THAT in the music industry, I guess. The new strip is up and I agree with Shain in that I could probably break those word balloons up, but once it gets past midnight I'm going with what I've got.
Saturday I got up early to brave the impending rain and hit the Trinity Bellwoods park yard sale - not as busy as previous years, mainly because everybody thought it was going to rain - but I got a 45 single box and a Little Lulu coloring book and a 1952 government booklet about raising children and what I believe is a hardcover first printing of the first Dennis The Menace collection. Then I went over to the Cowan street sale; they blocked off the street and everybody hauled out their CDs, computer software, VHS tapes, and other assorted junk to sell. One woman had a fairly nice Hitachi deck and two boxes of home-taped movies, completely indexed in a little book. The deck was tempting but there is no way I am bringing two more boxes full of VHS tape into this house. Cowan is a surprisingly classy neighborhood considering it's hard up against the Gardiner on one side and some not-so-classy parts of Parkdale on the other. It was a really friendly sale, all neighbors chatting, a couple jamming on guitar and banjo, kids chalking the sidewalks, lots of cats and dogs wandering around.
We did wind up getting some rain later Saturday; wound up going out into the hinterland to Glen Williams, took a wrong turn down a dirt road which led to a misty, secluded valley where a big turtle was just sort of hanging out on the side of the road next to a pond. Sunday we didn't get a drop; not where we were anyways. On our way back we stopped off at the Arboreum in Hamilton to walk some trails. Saw a lot of rabbits, got lost a bit, didn't get too bug-bit. Totally didn't go to the small press show at the Reference Library or the screening of Blue Velvet at Toronto Underground Cinema, the new movie house that's where that Golden Harvest theater used to be in Chinatown. We fail at being urbanites, I guess.
We're going to be going through the Niagara region again next month on our way south, so I suppose we'll postpone our return visit to Fonthill until then. Unless we get bored and feel like another road trip.
Saturday I got up early to brave the impending rain and hit the Trinity Bellwoods park yard sale - not as busy as previous years, mainly because everybody thought it was going to rain - but I got a 45 single box and a Little Lulu coloring book and a 1952 government booklet about raising children and what I believe is a hardcover first printing of the first Dennis The Menace collection. Then I went over to the Cowan street sale; they blocked off the street and everybody hauled out their CDs, computer software, VHS tapes, and other assorted junk to sell. One woman had a fairly nice Hitachi deck and two boxes of home-taped movies, completely indexed in a little book. The deck was tempting but there is no way I am bringing two more boxes full of VHS tape into this house. Cowan is a surprisingly classy neighborhood considering it's hard up against the Gardiner on one side and some not-so-classy parts of Parkdale on the other. It was a really friendly sale, all neighbors chatting, a couple jamming on guitar and banjo, kids chalking the sidewalks, lots of cats and dogs wandering around.
We did wind up getting some rain later Saturday; wound up going out into the hinterland to Glen Williams, took a wrong turn down a dirt road which led to a misty, secluded valley where a big turtle was just sort of hanging out on the side of the road next to a pond. Sunday we didn't get a drop; not where we were anyways. On our way back we stopped off at the Arboreum in Hamilton to walk some trails. Saw a lot of rabbits, got lost a bit, didn't get too bug-bit. Totally didn't go to the small press show at the Reference Library or the screening of Blue Velvet at Toronto Underground Cinema, the new movie house that's where that Golden Harvest theater used to be in Chinatown. We fail at being urbanites, I guess.
We're going to be going through the Niagara region again next month on our way south, so I suppose we'll postpone our return visit to Fonthill until then. Unless we get bored and feel like another road trip.
