Too much talent to let it pass
Parents should not take umbrage with the remarks of their children. Even if the remarks are posted on popular social networking sites, and deal with musical preferences. Instead, roll with the rock and get your dance moves on.
Seriously, the first clue I had that summer festival programming had been announced was seeing a rather snide comment from someone too young to know any better; a veiled complaint about the choices made for a fortnight of entertainment next July. The passes went on sale this morning, and due to a clerical oversight, I don’t have one. I’ll simply borrow from a close family member, since he obviously won’t want to watch groups so outside his range of musical preferences.
I, on the other hand, salute the wisdom of the organizers. Where else can you see, night after night, performers that have proven track records stretching across as much as five decades. Let’s look at the contracted acts, shall we?
Iron Maiden and Dream Theater. Some great loud music there.
Roger Hodgson (of Supertramp). Right! Bloody well right!
Sylvain Cossette. The Seventies Fakebook on overdrive.
Arcade Fire. I’m not very familiar with their opus, but I recognize the name. That’s good, right?
Steve Winwood. An inspiration to anyone with dreams of a home studio.
Santana. Best air guitar, ever.
Gilles Vigneault. 5-0 years of career and counting. Has PEI roots, even if he doesn’t know it.
Elisapie Isaac. I like her voice, and the rest of you can learn to appreciate her work, even if you don’t understand a thing she says.
Rush. In the same city as me, for the first time ever.
Jill Barber. She reminds me of someone.
Black Eyed Peas. An invitation to enjoy your legumes.
Billy Talent. We’re definitely in Canada, eh!
Jimmy Cliff. The Marleys couldn’t make it.
Rammstein. Wear ear protection.
Allan Toussaint. Another player with more than four decades of proven product.
In passing, the big name show hasn’t been announced yet. Maybe something Celtic?
