Beautiful Kids

This post is a propos nothing other than sheer family pride.

This is Jordan, one of my beautiful grandchildren, with his brand new brother Oliver. (Click on image for a better view).

A Real Trip Down Memory Lane

Neville, Richard, (1970), OZ 31, OZ Publications Ink Limited, London, 48p.

You may have to be as old as me — and possibly brought up in London — to remember OZ, one of the greatest magazines that, between 1967 and 1973, straddled the period from the summer of love to the much harder seventies.

OZ exemplified that era so perfectly with sex, drugs, politics, progressive art, and rock n’roll oozing between its covers, eager to be free. It was in OZ that I first became acquainted, for example, with Robert Crumb’s subversive drawings, and with so much more.

I lived then in a suburb of west London where it was almost impossible to find copies of OZ, and so it also became a great reason to adventure into downtown to find a store that carried it.

Now, Richard Neville, the original editor, has made all copies of OZ available online. Marvelous memories on every page.  We are really lucky to have this artifact of a very different time.

Night Music: Johnny Reid

A Joyous Evening

Last night we joined with about 375 other audience members at the Japanese Language School Hall to enjoy an “unconcert” by two choirs (the Acapellaboratory Singing Gang, and the Choral Conspiracy) led by the wonderfully talented and energetic Patti Powell.

 

These choirs are all ages-all abilities no-audition community groups and there were about 80 singers last night. I was glad to see so many folks I recognized from the ‘hood.  They made a glorious sound as they — and many of the audience — sang songs in English, Gaelic, Zulu, Sesotho, and a Congolese language.

We all had a marvelous time and I look forward to their next concert.

Happy 130th Birthday Vancouver!

Well, old gal, you are acting a bit doddery these days (I blame what they think of as your brain at 12th & Cambie) but you sure still look beautiful!