Welcome to the newest addition to my website! I hope you enjoy the stories and experiences...
| Bills Bar Boston MA, August 10, 11, 12, 13 1998!!!
The place was literally " a bar" that held under 300 people. We stood on the benches of a booth that was at the edge of the stage, next to Rob Baker. This elevated us high enough above the crowds heads to see the "whole" place perfect, like floating above the crowd. Great Vantage point, and we were basically front row, just at the edge of the stage. Perfect. We did this every nite!!!!! the place was so intimate, by the 3rd and 4th nite we knew many of the folks in the crowd by name. So this residence of 4 nites made the band feel at home too. they stage was tiny, almost too small to hold all of the gear, and HOT AS HELL. In the recording of the 2nd nite, gord mentioned the bands professional "sweat resistant suits". In fact, backstage each nite, I saw gords stage attire hung out to dry (a very cool photo opp.). So, the venue itself, and the intimacy factor made this an unreal event for ANY HIP fan, north or south. There were lots of cool sites and memories from the whole week. Seeing rob Bakers daughter on someones shoulders back by the soundboard, equiped with protective headphones, and sipping her shirley temple drink. cool. the fact that the band had to enter and exit the stage through the crowd each time. cool. The bouncers were Awesome, during "100th" meridian, I recalled one of the biggest guys totally losing his mind dancing with the female security girl. nice. Of course the music was great too. I heard many of the classic tunes and some favorites and I still remember hearing some songs off Phantom Power for the first time, etched in my head. I heard... Grace too starting the set "tragically hip", scared, Ineviability of death (holy shit), we'll go too, so hard, fire in the HOle, and off the new record, poets, ahhh poets for the first time live!! I clearly remember on the 2nd nite, emporer Penguin and during the end gordie was playing "air slide guitar" as is heard on the record. As we know, the soundboards surfaced, so this also added to the pleasure of the whole experience, to have it captured in highest quality sound. I did get pics, see my website. met tons of cool people, thanks for the beers. And got to know the bands persona on stage quite well by the end. Lastly, I got backstage a few nites!!!! met them all, and hung with them. I remember by the last nite, Gord recalled my name as I walked by, "hey Jeff". very cool. Truly a memorable 4 nites!!! It is something most fans will never get to experience, and I do fell very lucky. In my opinion it was a great part of HIP history, and one of the best shows that took place last year. Jeff Topping |
| Had to be six or so months ago in Rochester, NY (10/08/98)
Crowd of about 1000 but since I live in the states this is one of the bigger shows - sorry guys - Gord going off and the setlist was what made this show amazing especially with Boots or Hearts being played - the first time I heard it live. Also, the first time I got to meet the whole band- also Locked, So Hard, Nautical, and Insomniacs were played and it was the first time I got to hear Insomniacs live. Just a great all around experience - feels like falling in love again. Damn I love Boots or Hearts. "I've seen more blurry lights than starry nights"
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| Best Hip Show I've ever been to: ACC #1 (02/22/99)
this year, or Sugarbush (08/29/98) last year
Best Hip Show That I've Ever Heard: The Zoo, Toledo (08/22/98) -Chris Bullee |
| The best Hip show I've ever seen... well... I have a choice
of two. Ottawas I and II from February of this year. I've been a
fan since late '96, but forces of conspired to keep me away from their
live shows. I wasn't going to let it happen again.
In November I camped out for 18 hours (well, only 17 1/2, but who's
counting) to get good tickets. My group was second in line, sitting in
a green tent in front of the North doors of the Corel Centre, the venue
that would, in three months, provide great acoustics for my first live
show. I had a great time camping out for tickets, with more memories than
I could list. Memorable moments:
But that was just waiting for the tickets. On the day of the show I met with Rohit and Cat Christmas at a pub for some pre-show socializing. Rohit is my slave until death because I scored him row 2 tickets (and I ended up with row 5 because of a slow Ticketmaster bitch). I enter the Corel Centre with a Canon camera and 400mm lens. I end up with 6 great pictures out of 4 rolls, and I'm still printing them in the darkroom to this day. Soon I'm going to have a pile of great prints that I'll offer to anybody who wants them. This is disjointed, but I'm just writing as the memories flood back. Right now the image I have in my head is of the show starting (always good so start with the start). By Divine Right was great, but between sets I go for a Coke with a friend. Walking back down the steps the lights dim around me, and a cheer deafens the ears. 'I'm missing it!!' I run as fast as I can down to me seat on the floor, 30 feet from Bobby Baker's frets. I almost spill my Coke as I sprint faster than I ever have, even in those Godawful Canada Fitness torture sessions. I make it to my seat and turn my eyes to the stage just as Gord says "Thanks, but do you know this one?" a line I know from my bootlegs. Poets. Great way to start. I was hoping for older stuff, but even Warewolf would have me cheering at that point. Grace Too follows, which is great, because nothing gets me pumped like that drum beat. That was one of the songs that made me fall in love with the band. A few songs later, with a roll of film or two already used up, I'm snapping pictures along along with Yawning or Snarling, my favourite under-rated song. It was great, the highlight of the show. I also hear 100th Meridian, Daredevil, Chagrin Falls, and Let's Stay Engaged (!!) that night. There's a lot about that night I would change, including the set list, and especially Gord's state (he was mostly Gordism-free and rantless), but there's something about the first time.. I stayed over at a friend's place that night. It was a Sunday, but we forgot about school. We walked home down the exit road from the Corel Centre with ringing ears, but minds full of snippits of the night. And every time a car passed, we'd hear a half-second of a hip CD played full blast. It was a giant 15,000-person love-in, becuase we were all united by a common thread. Ren Bostelaar |
| The best one was April 27, 1995 in Syracuse
NY. It was in a club with 600 people (my smallest previous was 4000
in '91 at Old Fort Henry in Kingston). The Rheos opened, and the Hip was
definitely on. Gord made a few sexual references and they played Opiated.
Oh yeah, Gord was wearing his red Return of the Jedi T. It was a great
show, but i would have to say that the bootleg doesn't do it any justice
at all.
Brad James |
| Seeing as I've only seen two I'd say the first is still
the best. That'd be Madison Square Garden opening up for Jimmy Page
and Robert Plant. The second one was just a few weekends ago. In Huntington
NY.
Tom |
| I'll go wayyyy back to the days of Road Apples. September
1990, McMaster University during frosh week. Just a seething mass of
rabid students bellowing along to Three Pistols. Until Bill's Bar last
year, the single best concert of any kind that I've ever attended. And
best yet, the boys retired to the hallmaster's apartment in our rez after
the show!
Chris Pierson |
| I've seen the Hip live eleven times now but had no trouble
deciding on the best. It was the start of my big europe trip and i had
been in Ireland a few weeks when i realized i would be there for
the hip show...what timing. so i arrive in dublin the day of the show and
as soon as i got to the hostel i made some calls to the bar to get tickets.
no luck so i get my dublin map and make my way to the bar (Whelan's) the
bartender tells me it is already sold out...aggghh.... so i make my way
back to the hostel and on the way i see a few guys walking down the street
and notice one of them has a hip shirt on. i stop and ask them if they
have extra tickets and they say they might so i arrange to meet them outside
the bar an hour before. when i get back to my room i notice i have a new
roommate who happens to have a canadian flag on his knapsack (surprise
eh?) so i find out he also is looking to go so we head down to the bar.
we start asking around and noone has tickets we realize it's full of canadians
all looking for tickets. everyone is on the streets now searching desperately
for tickets some even offereing 100 pounds for them which by the way were
only 11 pounds. so it's getting closer and closer to show time and still
no tickets or sign of the guys from earlier. all of a sudden a taxi pulls
up and the band gets out right in front of me!! gordie walks in one direction
while the rest of the band goes the other way they are trying to get gordies
attention but he doesn't hear them so i decide to yell 'hey gord' he stops
and says 'yes' so we chat for a little bit but of course i can't think
of anything sensible to say so i ask him for tickets telling him we are
from the toronto area he says sorry and goes inside. amazing moment. next
thing i know some irish girl is asking me where there is a pay phone. i
tell her i have no idea but ask her if she has an extra ticket. she says
'yeah that's why im looking for a phone'. i couldn't believe it, so i ask
her if i can buy it and she says sure it's 11 pounds...wow. the irish are
so friendly. however my friend doesn't have a ticket yet...so i tell him
to keep looking (nice eh?) turns out he finds the guys i met earlier and
they give him a ticket. the show was amazing....only about 200 people ...nice
small irish pub...good beer ...tons of canadians.....great pictures
....gordie in fine form. met tons of great people that night and walked
home feeling so great. the rest of the trip was amazing but that was definetly
the highlight. sorry to ramble so much and thanks for reading.
-nthip |
| I first saw the Hip at the now infamous "HFStival"
held each year in the Washington D.C. area. I had bought
"Up to Here" and was listening to it non-stop when I found out that they
were playing the Festival on July 4, 1990. I got there late and was still
trying to figure out if I missed them when five scruffy Roadie-looking
types walked out on stage unannounced, picked up their instruments and
blew my mind. I have been going to concerts since I was 13 years old (I
am now staring 40 in the face) and have seen everyone at least once and
I had never seen anything like the Hip. I have been a FANATIC ever since.
I was fortunate enough to meet the band on the next tour (Road Apples)
when they played the Bayou in April 1991. They invited me up to New York
to see their show there with buddies of mine from that area and then I
surprised them when I was on a merchant ship in Texas and drove up to see
them at Fitzgeralds in Houston. Gord called me "The First Hipster" when
I popped in backstage before the show. To make a long story with many many
happy memories short, I have been to about 30+ shows in 9 years and wish
I could make more. It has been a true pleasure watching this band evolve
from a pretty good band with good songs and an exceptional frontman
to a truly great BAND (in every sense of the word) getting better and better
with great songs and that exceptional frontman. Gord has appeared to mellow
a little over the years (wife, kids, age...) but he still rises to the
occasion. If pressed I would have to say my "favorite" Hip show was 1991
at the Bayou because everything they did that night was so unexpected.
Gord was in rare form with good rants before during and after most songs,
and I was just so awed by the whole live Hip experience. Like sex, the
Hip is ALWAYS GOOD, sometimes better, but over the years I have expected
good shows and the element of surprise that was so mind blowing at the
Bayou was lost. Until last Saturday at the 930 Club. As stated by many
of these reviews, the 930 is a Washington and Rock (mainly "alternative")
icon and a great sounding, well laid out club to see a show. The Hip played
two nights and I went Friday with a group of friends. The show was very
good, the band was tight and Gord was pretty animated, but it didn't seem
that the crowd was really into it, and the setlist was a little more eclectic
than usual. After the show Robby Baker and Gord Sinclair told me
that they were using the two nights to try and play completely different
sets. Since I missed a lot of my personal favorite Hip tunes on Friday,
I made sure to be back on Saturday. Saturday night May 15,1999 the Hip
played the best show that I have had the pleasure to attend. The
setlist (posted elsewhere) was essentially a "Greatest Hits" set with a
few twists (I hadn't heard "Pigeon Camera" in 4-5 years) and the band was
ROCK SOLID. Like any team, be it basketball, hockey, or a rock band, on
any given night one, two or maybe three players will rise a little higher
and carry the team. On this night there were five guys up there draining
three pointers. The band and the crowd caught one gonzo big wave and rode
it all the way to the beach. As I said before, all this time and all those
shows have honed these guys into a musical machine and on this night, the
old emotional element of the band that I loved was driving that big bad
machine right over us. I was physically drained after the first 40 minutes
of the show and it was only half over. Gordie was as crazed and charming
as I've ever seen him and I'm still smiling. Amongst many, many shows and
great memories, that night will be very hard to top.
-Chris Black |
| Well, I've seen the Hip 10 times so far, and every show
has been amazing in one way or another. But there's 3 that really stand
out for me.
1) Max Bell Centre, Calgary, AB. November 1992: This show was really intense. The band was on fire, and the heat in the place was almost unbearable. Of all the live gigs I've been to (and I've been to a lot), this one still ranks as having the harshest mosh pit I've ever experienced. It was very hot, very sweaty, and being a small guy I found it quite difficult to breathe at times. People up at the front were passing out quite frequently and security did their best to pull them out. If you got up on top to crowd surf, it was a great relief from being down in the pit because you could actually breathe. The injury factor was also high. Lots of elbows, a few boots to the head- it was brutal. The next day at school (I was in grade 12 at the time), I had bruises on my hips, my arms and one really big one on my left shoulder blade, but man what a show! The Hip weren't really big yet, so there was only a few people wearing newly-bought Hip shirts at school, but those of us that were there spent the noon hour talking excitedly about the show and we all compared battle scars. The last few years, I've tried to stay out of mosh pits. Don't like them as much as I did when I was younger. 2) ARA '93, Race City Speedway, Calgary: This show was amazing! Midnight Oil took the stage second last and blew everybody away. They were energetic, they were powerful, and their performace was nothing short of astonishing. I remember thinking, "holy shit, I can't believe the Hip have to follow the mighty Oils. How are they gonna top such an amazing performance?!" Well, the Hip answered my question right from the opening notes to 'Locked in the Trunk of a Car'. Gord comes out wearing jeans, a beat-up red shirt and sporting a full beard. He looked like a skinny Grizzly Adams. He grabs the mike and barks at the crowd "To me, you all look like Salamon Rushdie! This is called locked in the trunk of a car!" It was awesome! The rest of the show was just as good. The band was amazingly tight, and Gord went completely nuts. He was possesed. At times, he looked like an animal in a cage pacing back and forth. At one point, he tried to entice the people in the beer gardens to rip down the fences and join the rest of the crowd. He had us in the palm of his hand, and by the time their set was in full swing, it was obvious why the Hip were the headliners. 3) High Sierra Fall Classic, Novato, CA. October 1998: This show was a special one for me. It was my first time seeing the Hip in such a small setting. About 300 people were on hand for this show, and it was the smallest crowd I'd ever seen them perform for. It was literally like seeing them at someone's backyard barbecue, and the boys certainly didn't disappoint. They really rocked and Gord was at his zany best! Simply awesome! Cheers, Casey Routly |
| Having weened my self on the HIP and being lucky enough
to listen to Q-107 back in 1987 ,I have had the pleasure of seeing these
guys almost since birth. To pick a single show would be like
drawing water from a stone(and that is possable). The Diamond club
Feb 1988 was my first time and I seem to remeber big hair(this show was
partially video taped by City Limits in Toronto). Barrie july 1st
1990 was a great one the HIP playing with an assortment of Canadian bands.
Then in there home town at Fort Henry in 91(cbc taped this show as well).
Then there was the Oakland 95 opening for P and P,Ended up with front row
the only one in the arena who seemed to know who they were. Then
the tiny Railway club in Vancouver 7 12 95 was a speical night 100 people
or so. But the topper's were this past Phantom Power Tour being in
the Phantom Zone for Calgary 3 4 99 and both Vancouver shows.
-Andy |
| The best show (out of 3) that I've been to would HAVE
to be Grand Rapids '99. 1000 people in a rather small auditorium.
Only 400 of them (the Canadians no doubt) where the only ones who seemed
to get what was really going on. 400 of us crashin up against the
stage. I'm a small guy I'll admit, I weasled my way up front and got
beside a 250 lbs professional bouncer. He was even getting banged around
a lot. So I told him "Lock arms!" Se we did...and so did a whole
buch of people. We were unmoveable. So there we were, dead centre, 4 or
5 feet from a sweating Gordon Downie. I kept yelling "Get Back Again!"
even when the crowd was quiet. He finally just turned to me and went
"you go and get back again!". Cool. Then a buch of guys up front started
banging on the stage barrier. Made of grated steel, it sounded identical
to a snare drum when being hit. And boy did they hit that thing.
When the lights got bright I looked back and seen Jonny getting visibly
preterbed. The lights go down 'cept two spots on the front of the
stage. ALL I saw was this twirling drum stick come out of the dark,
cross a spotlighted seciton and hit a guy who was banging the rail DEAD
centre on his forehead. Then when the Hip left after the main set
the Canadian flags flew rampant and the WHOLE crowd started screaming
out OH CANADA. Quite a sight. When the second encore ended Jonny Fay walked
round the front of his drum kit and tossed his sticks. I made a leap.
Managed to grab one and as I came down I got tackled by 5 rather mean
looking guys. So I did what anyone would do. Screamed 'MY GLASSES!". Everyone
stoped and looked around. A nice guy handed them to me off of the
floor. What no one noticed was that I rammed the stick into my pants
and walked out with it. I left and like 5 guys where goin crazy...'where'd
it go man!'. It was wild. I walked to the dorm I was staying in.
My whole shirt was soaked with sweat. I fell onto the floor and fell asleep
with shear exhaustion.
Bryan Dam |
| Well i've been to 4 shows so far, 2 this year(huntigton,
LI-May 1st, ACC Feb 23rd) one in 97 (ARA) and EdenFest 96' and i would
have to say the show i saw in Huntington NY was the best just for the fact
that i had 2nd row center and the place only held 500 hipsters so it was
pretty cozy. The band was explosive, Gord was pumped and the beer
was flowing all afternoon leading up to and including the show.(You could
actually drink beer inside the theater while watching the band!!) But first.........
We left Friday morning around 7:30am (Oshawa, Ontario) and were expecting
to make it to long Island that night but it didn;t work out that way..we
made it to NJ and the traffic was INSANE!) so we just said fuck it and
spent the night in NJ drinking and smokin some of our contraban that we
managed to smuggle across.(HAHAHAHA, we even had to get out and go into
cost(D)ums so they could check out ID at the border!) So Saturday
moring we woke up way to dam early, nursed our hangovers and checked out.
The plan for the day was to take the Holland tunnel into NY city and check
some of the sights out. First stop breakfast in Greenwhich village(sp?)
then off to see the Empire state building(hey did you know its legal for
passengers to consume booze in the car!!) Then off to do some bar hopping.....Well
after the new york city thing it was around 4pm time to cruise on over
to Long Island and book a hotel and pick up the tickets. Huntington
is a College party type of town, pretty small but nothing like the big
city. Once we were settled into our room it was time to make a trip over
to the local kwick e mart and pick up some beer. We drank, we ate, we called
a cab. WE WERE FINALY THERE. We got to the Intermedia Arts center just
as the DAmnations TX were breaking into there first tune. They rocked.
OK...so there is a little break after there set and then the lights dim,
all 500 people rise up out of the seats and The Hip walk out on stage.
The first song they played was Fireworks witch got the crowd going.. Gord
D was really pumped he did alot of rambling and mumbling...something about
"its a woodstock thingx3- never trust anyone under twenty.." The
set list included, Grace too(my persony fav.) Flamenco, Bobcaygeon, Fire
in the hole, insomnacs, cordelia ......and a ton of other hip classics.
I got some great shots of the band as well as Gord pulling a Gord. I will
never forget it, it just blew me away. What a long strange trip in definetly
was.
Ryan Francis |
| On October 28, 1995 I attended a Hip show at Irving Plaza
(which, according to GQ is one of the hot new places in NYC). While there
I met a girl who had been mugged in Times Square, and lost $US400. I had
always heard stories of how bad NYC could be, but had never experienced
it first hand. "A bunch of savages in this town" was my reaction
at the time. Fast forward three years and one month. I took my new
girlfriend to New York, ostensibly as a birthday gift, but in reality to
see the show at the Hammerstein Ballroom. We arrived on the Friday
night around 8 o'clock. We got to the hotel and got ready to "do the town".
I very carefully separated my money and credit cards, leaving half in my
wallet and the other half in the hotel room. That way, no matter whether
it was the hotel room that got burgled, or me who got mugged, I wouldn't
lose everything. I was also very careful to hide the tickets in a separate
location. Of course, we enjoyed our Friday night without incident.
Saturday morning came, and we had a busy schedule planned. I dismissed
my earlier paranoia, and loaded everything, including the tickets to the
show into my wallet. I was unsure of our itinerary, and wanted to make
sure that if we decided to go right to the show, we could do so without
having to go back to the hotel.
"I am just being silly", I said. "Manhattan is one of the wealthiest areas in North America. Giuliani has done a fabulous job of cleaning up the streets. I have nothing to worry about." We had a great Saturday. Central Park, the Met, Fifth Avenue, Times Square, Rockefeller Centre, Trump Tower, St. Patrick's Cathedral, etc. Again without incident. We finished our tour early, and therefore decided to pick up some beer before the show, and have a couple drinks in the hotel room. On the way back from the corner store, I froze. I quickly checked all my pockets. "My wallet's gone." I said. I quickly ran back to the store to see if I had left it behind. The clerk said she had no idea what I was talking about. I got back to the hotel, and went about cancelling my credit cards, phone card, bank card, etc. I didn't care so much about the credit cards, or the $US250 that was in my wallet at the time. I cared most about my Hip tickets that were now going to go to waste because some dishonest New Yorker was enjoying himself at my expense. At around 9:30, the phone rang. I assumed it was going to be American Express, as they had to call me back regarding emergency card replacement. The caller asked for me by name. "Speaking", I answered. "Have you lost something?" the voice asked. Suddenly feeling a little better I replied "Yes". "Well, I have it." Now ecstatic, I asked him where he was calling from. "The lobby", he replied. My girlfriend had picked up a card from the hotel, so that next time we were in New York, we would know where to make reservations. If it hadn't been for that, there would have been no way of finding me, as all my ID had my Ontario address on it. I had left my wallet on the counter of the corner store where I had bought the beer. He had come in after me, and kept it himself, as he felt he could not trust the storekeeper. He delivered it in person, with all my money, credit cards, personal items and (most importantly) my Hip tickets, all exactly where he found them. So for those who would question the honesty and integrity of New Yorkers or the race in general, rest assured that there still exist people who make living in this world worthwhile. I have donated $US50 in the name of my new friend to Unicef, however this is small reward in return for the faith in humanity he has restored in me. -Chris Lounds |
| In the summer of '96 during the Henhouse tour the Hip
came to the Music Hall in Portsmouth, New Hampshire where I was working
at the time as stage manager. The Production manager of the house , the
tech director, and myself are all rabid Hip fans, indeed anytime you would
walk backstage during non show working hours chances were you'd find somethin
Hip blaring out of someones boom box. We had been making repeated
suggestions to the local promotor (Big World Productions) to try to get
the guys . Whether or not it was due to our badgering or in consideration
of the fact that the area is a LARGE Canadian tourist destination
in the summer I couldnt tell you, whatever at the apointed day and time
the truck pulled up and started unloading. If you've only attended concerts
from the front of the stage you may not realize what an enormous amount
of work it is to put together a show, even in a small 900 seat venue like
the Music Hall. To be perfectly honest we were also a little nervous, we
had worked that summer with an enormous range of talent, everyone from
Mel Torme to Joan Armatrading, King sunny Ade, burning Spear, John Hiatt
etc etc etc. During the course of that work we usually had pleasant
experiences but the occasional unpleasantness had soured me on some artists
I had liked. Nothing is worse than having your heroes turn out to be assholes.
Our fears were quickly laid to rest. Not only was the band nice regular
folks but their crew was one of if not the best and most proffessional
we had ever worked with. Mark Vreekan is one of the coolest soft spoken
guys on the planet and the guy that runs the lights (please forgive for
not remembering name) was incredible and one of the only rock and roll
light designers we had worked with that knew how to use Cyber lights brilliantly.
Coolest backstage memories were: 1) telling one of the tech guys
in Gords presence that we were out of Gaff tape and having a bit of a Gaff
tape emergency at which point Gord bursts out singing"gaff tape Emmmmmeeergency...without
end" I nearly dropped to the deck and did a waynes world "were not Worthy"
2) During the bands sound check I was taking a shower backstage to get
ready for the show, now I dont know about you but I sing a LOT of hip in
the shower, so I actually got to sing hip songs in the shower with the
band playing. When I came out a couple of crew guys applauded.
3)Got the band to sign back of my Tales of the ... shirt, Gord wrote"They're
Jons blues.. we just play 'em" 4) During the show Gord dedicated
a song to the house crew praising us for the job we did, Unfortunatly the
song was Cocoanut Cream the only hip song I actually hate..but what a REALLY
NICE thing to do anyway. There was other stuff but heck you get the
gist. Its an old abck stage axiom that the real mark of a talented performer
is how they treat the people that work with them. Based on this I can honestly
tell you that the Hip and the people that work with them are some of the
nicest people in "the biz" I ever got to meet and (as we already knew)
one of the most talented bands on the damned planet .If anyone has a tape
of this show I would love to swap it for some photos from it. good
luck to all
Jon Travis |
| 86 street Music Hall, 1987, Vancouver, BC. Being a photographer, I like to keep an eye on new bands. The Hip at this time were just that . I obtained my press pass and off I went, to experience The Hip for the first time. Well, was I in for a treat! Almost immediately, after taking a few pics, they invited me up, right on stage to take shots! So, there I was, on stage, capturing some great moments in the very beginning of their rise to the top of the fame game. Funny thing was, before I went to the show that night, an aquaintence asked me "who the hell are the Tragically Hip?" I said 'I'm not really sure, but I have a funny feeling about this band, so, I'm going to shoot(photograph) them tonight' A feeling is right. These guys have sailed to the top and deservedly so. I was 22 at the time, now 34 and impress the hell out of my 21 year old little sister and friends when I tell them this story. They love the Hip and get blown away to know these guys, on a night long ago, gave me a photo opp. not to be forgotten. It goes without saying the show of course was fantastic, and to watch stars being born before your very eyes is one thing, but to be on stage with them doing their photographs is certainly another! I never spoke with them, when I was done I quietly slipped out and to this day still have all the origional prints and negatives from this concert. If any of you Hip fans are interested in these prints, drop me a line on my free mail, shellshok17@hotmail.com, or if any fellow shooters have come across this same fortunate situation, I would love to hear about it.....Shelly Charleston |
| Fave TTH show has got to be my first. I had the privilege
of seeing the Hip on the 'Up To Here' tour in Fort Erie, Ontario.
They were supporting headliner Colin James. Gord D walks to the mic and
welcomes the audience with.."Good evening border dwellers!" It was
madness from the start as The Hip tore through their new record,
peppered with the occasional selection from the self titled disc. Though
it's a little fuzzy now, I seem to recall the Hip playing 'Green
Eyed Lady'. Other remembrances from that show include A LOT of uninitiated
audience members heard mumbling "...what the hell is that singer
on!?!". I've been a Tragically Hip fanatic since that night.
-Jeremy Hoyle of Strictly Hip
Hey,
Justin
Susan
Pete
Erin
-Mike
Juan "forever tuc-son" Collados
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