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Pride / music
Monday 27 June 2005
We caught most of the parade: the lead float, carrying this year’s Grand Marshal Salah Bachir, was blasting Arabic pop, which struck me as a pretty cool thing. Plenty of warm fuzzy feelings about the community groups and such - the rest was nothing terribly special, though.
At the Buddies stage, Gentleman Reg was good - he’s got a lovely voice, and I like the clever little touches, like the interlocking guitar and bass parts here and there, or the inventive sorts of grooves his drummer played. And we danced like mad to Kelly and the Kellygirls’ set. Gonna be sore and blistered tomorrow. Damn me and my choice in shoes.
On the way up to Bloor later on, we happened to pass by the stage where the Kinsey Sicks were performing: gorgeous four-part harmonies, clever songs and wicked satire (the premise tonight was that they were a gathering of Republican housewives). Must keep an eye out for them next time.
Once again, I felt myself wanting to make music that could play at Pride - either with a band/ensemble or as part of a DJ set. More on this soon… got lots of ideas that have to be organized.