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My old friend
Ron (still see him from time to time) is next to me, and our lovely
singer, Louise Gogal, is seated in front. We attempted to make the
scene look as old fashioned as possible. I'm afraid I can't even remember the names of the other
two members (ah-ha, just remembered, the drummer, on the left, was called
Mick). Ron by the way was as talented as Bill Coleman and in much
the same way; that is, an excellent musical ear and good at both keyboards
and guitar.
I
had resurrected
my bass playing career in Canada, starting in 1969, in a tiny remote
oilfield community in NW Alberta called Rainbow Lake. This place was 200
miles by road to the nearest town, there was no TV and the only
entertainment was the occasional movie, fishing, hunting, or, in winter,
curling, ski-dooing or a game on ice without skates called broom-ball. We played
this game - similar to ice hockey - using a cut-down broom and small rubber ball, and we
played it in all kinds of weather, even once at a temperature of minus
25� F (that's 57� of frost) - I'm getting off the subject.
So it was against this background that a fellow called Ron Gillespie and
I, together with the local school teacher, started a three piece group and
played at the company dances.
In 1970,
after Ron and I had been transferred back to Calgary, we started a proper
rock group and called it "Foundry." We played most evenings in
local taverns and cabarets, but unfortunately this nightly routine started
to interfere with my career - I had a really excellent job working for an
oil company - and soon both job and group came to an end. I'll spare you
the details; however, suffice it to say, and like the book "The End
of Innocence" also
says, the seventies culture for rock bands was way different to that in
the early sixties. This poster below was produced as a promotional
tool for a publicity drive.
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