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In an effort to fend off the blahs of short days and bipolar weather patterns we recently organized an event at Gallery Connexion in Fredericton that saw the telling of stories brought to the stage. Inspired by the Moth storytelling series and podcast, the performers would simply present their tales, loosely following the theme “Lost and Found,” in a very off-the-cuff conversational manner, without notes or props of any kind.

You know how sometimes a fifteen minute break from writing can turn into a three hour Facebook / RSS Feed / blog reading sinkhole of procrastination? Well that was May for your humble editor.

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It started innocently enough. A comment on someone’s Facebook page that happened to be a beagle owner. The context has been more or less forgotten. “Fly Like a Beagle,” it was. A couple of weeks later another Facebook friend mentioned he’d love to cover “Fly Like a Beagle,” so a second song was offered to make it more interesting: “The Beagle and the Damage Done.”

“Do you think your mother will want to save his glasses or his false teeth? They take those out prior to cremation.” I have to be at work, behind a counter, in about an hour and a half. I will have to answer this question: “How’s it going today?” This will happen many times.

While it’s true that I haven’t lived in very many places… and therefore my opportunities for comparison are slim… I feel like Fredericton has more than its fair share of peculiarities that make it an alternately fascinating, wonderful, frustrating and sometimes truly fist-clenchingly dumb town. Let’s throw light on a few of them over the next few posts, shall we? OK.

Welcome to the new blog for The Top 100 Canadian Singles book. It’s going to be released soon, on Sept. 30th, from Goose Lane Editions. It’s been two years in the making, and is sure to spark debate, conversation, and above all, lots of passionate talk about the great music of Canada.