Flight WS702 from Vancouver to Toronto (Part 1)

We’re on our way home now after an exhausting but fun 72 hours of herding athletes, parents, grumpy brides and injured birds at the bike mount line for the Burnaby SunRype Tri-Kids triathlon.

Fortunately, we have some extra leg room for this flight at the emergency exit, however, I feel that the stewardess was pretty mean in her going through the requirements for having such a privilege.  I think she was more trying to scare us into agreeing to the terms of assuming the commitment of sitting at the emergency exit than she was in actually trying to obtain them nicely through understanding.  Sure, her lips may have been giving us the necessary instructions to use the emergency lever, her eyes said “you will do it or I will slice you open and gut you like a fish”.

Anyway, we’re finally our way and I’m plugging into a little Canadiana okie-folkie, specifically a little East Coast here on the West Coast with the ‘Home in Halifax‘  album by Stan Rogers.


This live set was originally recorded by the CBC in March of 1982 at the Rebecca Cohn Auditorium in Halifax, Nova Scotia, it took nine years for this concert to be released to the general public (1993).  The performance was put together as a live radio and T.V. broadcast celebrating Rogers’ annual appearance at the Cohn.  The stage was decorated with a ship’s mast, wheels, lobster traps and fishing nets.

How very East Coast, right?


The view from above

The set is a good sampling of his early albums (excluding ‘From Fresh Water‘, which was released after the concert but before this album’s eventual release), with solid performances throughout. The inclusion of between-song patter is a revelation to those who think of Rogers as a mythical, almost saint-like figure of folk music: the man had a wicked sense of humor, and he wasn’t afraid to use it.

Unfortunately, Stan Rogers has been dead now 34 years  (resulting from a plane crash no less in1983) but, with recordings like this, he and his music lives on mightily.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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