My Effin' Life Tour Book
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Hello there!
I never, ever imagined that I'd be out on the doing this kind of tour, but the beauty of fate is not knowing what's around the corner. With that in mind, I'd like to thank you very road much for participating in the latest chapter of my effin life. I hope you'll find the edifying, but more importantly, fun, evening and I as you try to learn a little about each other. Your Support is truly appreciated.!
THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUN TO INCLUDE A few anecdotes drawn from the original 1,200 page draft (yes, you read that right) of My Effin' Life that I submitted to the pub- lisher, but which obviously did not make the book (otherwise I would have had to name it Every Effin' Detail)...
A few times in my life, I've attempted to keep a diary. My first effort was more a bookkeeping exercise than anything-a dry record of gigs with columns listing city, venue, attendance and what we got paid each night. Later on, my scribblings became more authentically diary-like, noting my moods and day-to-day experiences, in three sep- arate categories, no less: physical, intellectual and emotional. I rated our gigs out of five stars, talked about missing my girlfriend (and later wife) Nancy, about contract negotiations, about writing songs on the road, about interactions with other bands, etc., etc.. I even wrote down what drugs I had taken, including how effin' high I was from night to night. It was a travelogue of sorts too, and ultimately a more sophisti- cated record than just the collection of hotel room keys I amassed on our very first tour in '74, when even Evansville, Indiana had seemed exotic to me and I thought I'd probably never return. I was doing my best to cope with the wide range of hopes, triumphs and disappoint- ments I was experiencing, and only half a mind to keeping a record for posterity. Which turned out rather useful, wouldn't you say?
If at first you don't succeed... Just give up.
(OPPOSITE TOP) My first so-called diary, from 1975; (OPPOSITE BOTTOM) a second failed attempt, from 1977.
So funny and so anal to keep track of the gigs in this way. The financial minutiae, the audience response and which Mercury record company rep showed up at which show? What a weirdo I was. (Maybe still am?) Significantly, on the second page is the date we won our first Juno Award (the Canadian Grammy-type thing for Most Promising New Group).
Feb.20 Indianapolis Ind. Rod Stewart 1500.00 13,000 Convention Center
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Terre Haute Aerosmith 1000, F 8000 people Ind. Hulman Stry (50) 6000 - VICE HALL Univ. Civic Tin Lizzy no MAR.20
Fort Wayne ad ABROSMITH 1000 God Kot on show GOOD, -8500 people Colisevin
The month of January is not Included here. Un-fornately was little lazy (as usual) started. Let's hope u can ting settis fy the first month and 8 days In retrospect I will Included a memorable 2 nights at maple leaf Gardens, a memorable Tour of Texas, with special Guest Rick (Peesh) Ringer, and halday (the first of an annual affair.) the Sun of Paradise Island Nassau. Good luck and see you at the other end!
Say the hat a winter
==IN TRANSIT FROM ST. LOUIS TO CHATTANOOGA, LABEL CAME IN ALEX WENT IN TRUCK STOPPED AT GAS STATION JUST OUTSIDE OF ST. LOUIS AND FOUND.
POSTER MAN - MR. 600D WRENCH - BOUGHT HIM FOR 10 BUCKS - ENTERTAINED JS ALL DAY. LISTENED TO CLIFF DAVIES TADE - VERY INTERESTING- OUT OF MY FIONCE MOST OF THE DAY- NEAT VENDING MACHINES IN ROOM - -HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY - (MISSED NANCY bond
THREE MOMENTS
HINGS WERE COMING AT US FASTER NOW than Steve McQueen in Bullitt, as we zig-zagged across America, anywhere our agent could snag us an opening spot-usually as a last-minute add-on to some other band's tour already in progress. We arrived in Washington D.C. to do a daytime pop show on WDCA-TV called Barry Richards Rock and Soul, a corny traditional variety program for teens-the kind on which acts mimed their hits. Lip-syncing was never a big deal for me; pretending to play live was a fine tradition in rock and roll television, but Neil hated it and considered not even setting up his kit. (Some drummers like Keith Moon, meanwhile, made a mockery of it, while Charlie Watts, say, would sit on his throne looking taciturn and toler- ating the charade.) Yet in the end he relented, playing at full-bore as if it were live. (Later, in the Eighties, with the explosion of music clips on the all-mighty MTV, it became more and more necessary for us to lip- sync, and even he agreed that videos were an opportunity for a grand visual expression of our songs, but he'd always insist on playing live on the set. If in our videos it looks like he's hitting the hell out of his drums, it's because he is. As such, making videos was more exhausting for him than it was for Alex and me, but in the end he felt he had noth- ing to be ashamed of.) In 1974 on Barry Richards, he was still figuring out his position on the matter, and partly because we barely knew him, even if his stance jeopardized our appearing on a show, we were not going to fight him. We respected his opinion and let it slide.
[Opposite photo: Michael Capotosto]
RIVA
PEAKING OF television, LATER THAT year we were flown to Los Angeles to perform on two national U.S. broadcasts: Don Kirschner's Rock Concert and ABC In Concert. It was also our first time ever flying
First Class-bell, yeah. Mercury Records had ponied up for four seats, which meant one thing to us young sophisticates: free drinks! In those days Boeing 747s had an upper lounge, so we scram- bled up the stairs and proceeded to tank up on all manner of fuel for our trans-American flight, while our responsible road manager How- ard "Herns" Ungerleider stayed sober as a judge.
When we arrived reeking of booze at the storied Sunset Marquis Hotel in Beverly Hills, we crowded into the teeny-tiny elevator in the parking garage and squished James Mason, star of North by Northwest, Lolita, A Star is Born and innumerable other movies into the corner. We did our damndest not to turn and stare, whispering way too loudly, "Hey, look, it'sh Jamesh Mashon." Alex, a mondo fan of WWII movies and knowing him best from The Desert Fox, mouthed, "It's Rommel... Rommel." Poor Herns was more than a little embarrassed.
A S WMMS IN CLEVELAND CONTINUED to beat the drum for us, we made some new American friends. Backstage there was a Southern belle hanging out with the Uriah Heep entourage, not at all shy, who came right up to us and said in her South Memphis drawl, "I never heard of ya'll's band. Where y'all from?" We told her, and she replied, "Canada? Oh. Y'all have yer own Queen there, right?" We looked at each other and smiled. “Do y'all have yer own money? Can I see some?" I pulled out a Canadian two-dollar bill, thinking for sure she was having us on, but she was perfectly sincere. So we started telling tall tales about Canadians, how we drink Moose Milk and live in igloos, until she coyly laughed with a kind of “ptee-hee-hee," and we started calling her "P'teh." She was anything but a fool, yet ignorant of much outside of her own immediate experience. This was our first exposure to how little Americans know about Canada, which would prove to be all-too common.
Growing up a couple hours from the US-Canada border, in many ways we lived in the shadow of that powerful and highly populated country to the south. We were fed a steady diet of entertainment and news from the Big Three American networks through their affiliates in Buffalo. (They seemed to have an awful lot of fires in North Tonawa- nda.) Back then TV was the immigrants' version of day care, pretty much, so I watched a lot of it. Result: we gleaned considerable knowl- edge of far away and exotic-sounding places like Kansas City, Hous- ton, Los Angeles and, thanks to Leave it to Beaver and Andy and Opie and Gomer Pyle, U.S.M.C., fictitious locations like Mayfield and May- berry too. But it was not a two-way street, so we really didn't expect folks like P'teh to reciprocate. We enjoyed a unique cultural vantage point: as a relatively small population sitting on a very large land mass, we studied Canadian history at school but also understood it necessary to know something about the rest of the world; being part of the Brit- ish Commonwealth, we were deeply influenced by the popular arts
coming out of the UK, and being a bilingual country with a large French-speaking population we also felt a certain French influence; in addition to that we had instant access to U.S. culture and thus, as music fans, were on the concert circuit for British, European and American bands.
So, on the eve of the tour we smugly figured we had the U.S.A. sussed out. A naïve and foolish notion. We soon learned that although our countries looked a lot alike, we were very different indeed-not least, in this case, because America was born of a revolution, while Canada's independence was a product of a negotiated evolution. That was evident to us in the behaviour of American audiences, which were more confident, louder, brasher, ready to party hearty; you sensed that this was a people who had the willingness to fight for what they believed in. Canadians are so much more reserved in that regard-you could say that in their quiet and thoughtful way, they sit somewhere between the clichés of the loud and ugly Americans and chilly British reserve.
Over the next couple of gigs P'teh came around again, regaling us with her own road stories and bombarding us with questions about life in Canada. She kept saying, "Y'all are so different," but we were equally fascinated by her, like she was the different one. She was our first real American friend, and I'm happy to say that over forty-five years of criss-crossing the States, we remained so, and she'd always remind me of my introduction to the U.S. of A.
(TOP) R40 Tour, Irvine, California. July 30th, 2015 (BOTTOM) Rehearsal in Tulsa, Oklahoma, May 6th, 2015 [Photos: Richard Sibbald]
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(TOP) A rare shot of the three of us goofing around with our dear departed pal and photographer Andrew MacNaughtan circa 1992 (BOTTOM) Backstage before Rush's very final show, The Forum, Inglewood, California, August 1st, 2015 [Photo: Nancy Young]
MAHRUS
Will the real G. Lee please stand up? (CLOCKWISE) Going native in Bali, 1990, and Lamu, Kenya, 1988; on the set of Murdoch Mysteries, near Alora, Ontario in 2022 (on the coldest fucking day of the year); pickup bockey in Poughkeepsie, N.Y., late Seventies
(TOP) After the Clockwork Angels recording session at Ocean Way, Los Angeles, January 2012, all the string players signed David Campbell's score for "The Garden".
(BOTTOM) "So little time, so little to do..."
Daniel Richler Richard Sibbald.. Patrick McLoughlin Veronica Sinnaeve.. Gerry Barad .......
Susan Rosenberg
Keith Keller
Paul Kepple..... Headcase Design, Tour Program Design
. YYZ Travel Tour Director .Audio Director
.Animation Video Editor Video Sound Design ..Production Coordinator Artist Group International Artist Group International United Talent Agency United Talent Agency ..AEG, UK
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