Aug 26 2009

Last week Jacqui Brown and her band put on a strong clinic, and Super R held his own for a few tunes.

The Gentle Infidels are playing the SRSS on August 26th 2009:



I guess this is from June 25 2008... good thing i recorded it, saves me having to describe it. If i were to venture into that territory i would call it "One king hell trio", but as we recall I'm no reviewer but rather something else all together.

I, Super Robertson will have to miss this Supper Show as August 26th was the date chosen to gather to celebrate the life of a very good friend of mine by the name of Gareth Evans, who lost a valiant battle with cancer earlier this year. It will be a night of perspective for myself... a chance to gather and remember that guy who use to scramble up mountains ahead of me all the while kicking down mini avalanches of boulders and when pressed on his climbing technique he would just turn around and say " you should probably not climb right behind me, because that's going to happen".

I'll remember the time one of our friends fell down a glacier and Gareth cheered him on... "whoo hoo all right he's finally getting into it" he yelled until the victim tumbled past us and towards a large cliff. Or the time he hiked the West Coast Trail on a sprained ankle, and refused to complain, and the artwork (that never made it) for the original ROADBED Represented CD... it would sound very childish to try to explain it, but it was really funny... really. Come to think of it, on that CD the song "chimp" and the song "Banana" got their titles from the 11th hour beer infused graphic design session.

Gareth rallied me for art sessions, hackey sac and the dreaded but loved "mid week hammer time". He once defined himself as a "recreator", his friends called him a monkey climber and fighter, a political debater and George Bush hater... any sport where you could get injured flying through the air he did it. If a drawing took a few million dots placed precisely with a fine point pen, he did it. When he got his teeth into something then look out, stuff was going to happen. Of course there is so much more...

Back in the days when he and i camped a lot some times i would have a lot on my plate and thought i didn't "need" to go camping, Gareth would have none of that, so we would go, and then at night, when our tents sat among the stars and we pulled another cold beer from the glacier, i would get the inevitable "so imagine if you weren't here right now, wouldn't that be ridiculous"... yes it would.


I guess in death we have the opportunity to remember the positive spirit of the deceased, and we can choose to carry those traits in an effort to further enrich our lives and the lives of those who we associate with.

Cheers to you Gareth