I used to hang out with Elizabeth, We were great friends. Eating at the underground railroad and drinking at the 22. She usually stayed at the Windsor Arms. We would ride around in her limousine supplied by the movie company smoking weed and snorting you know what. She was married to a buddy of mine so we were mainly friends came close a couple of times. She got in trouble over a couple of late nights with me that night I ended up when everybody left lying on her belly while she shoved cocaine up my nose. I have trouble telling that one.
. I wasn't exactly heartbroken when she broke up with my buddy but I was when she got busted at the border and could't come to Canada anymore. Anyway this is a good article she is a brainy broad and a lot of good lines . we laughed a lot. Elizabeth and I hung out quite a bit.
|Photo by John Radcliff|
I was one of the early habitues of Grossman's I became great friends with Al
and he let me make and sell my Grossman's Tshirts (I made up to $300 a week off them)
One of the first articles Richard Flohill wrote was for the Toronto Star Weekend. It was about Grossman's but he interviewed me so it ended up mostly about me and my Tshirt etc.
I dont really remember when Downchild showed up, It seems like they were always there.
They were a fun band to know and hang with and Donnie would play anything you wanted for a shot of Jameson's Scotch.
I organized a small baseball league Grossman's, Pilot, Paramount, Vagabonds and anybody else that would play us. I did this for fun and to sell T-shirts. This was the 60's and I umpired in a dashiki and wearing a Fez.I usually smoked quite a bit of reefer before the game to keep me calm and slow the ball down. I remember Donnie sitting in the outfield with a dixie cup full of jamisons. "Pop Up! Donnie someone yells" he carefully plants his drink and lurches to feet slipping and sliding in his leather soled cowboy boots looking for his mitt. Somebody retrieved the ball and he sat down again. It was not unusal to have Kid Bastien's marching band take the field in between innings. I remember Donnie playing at Krash's studio for the season baseball party until his fingers were bleeding.
Back in the sixties Bill Bessie was a CBC announcer. He was a general joe job announcer except he had a tv show Saturday mornings. It was called the Cousin Bill Show and it played Country music and showed completely unrelated movies of cows. Somehow it became a favorite of a bunch of us hippie artist types.
A little later I was sort of managing Duke Redbird and He had an appearance reciting poetry on the Tommy Hunter Show.
So Duke and Tommy and his producer(whats his name the guy that married Anne and shaped her career?) Anyway we are walking down the hallway to the main studio
When Bill Bessie came skulking along. he was really trying to sneak by this star group unnoticed.
I couldn't resist. I shouted like a crazed fan." Wow! Cousin Bill! Hey look everybody
It's cousin Bill. I don't Believe It. He's my favorite TV Star". I ran over and got him to autograph something while the others waited for me in complete amazement. I loved it and I sure hope Bill did.
I met Berkeley Breathed at the opening party for his screensaver in Las Vegas in 1993. it was at a hotel cottage type thing. About 50 people all ad men, promoters and other 'suits' and a dozen or so gorgeous models. Berkeley had not much interest in any of them and either did I . i was there for the week at the computer show and was glitzed out. Anyhoo Berkley and I chatted for an hour or so and quaffed a few nice cold beers. I remember him as sort of nicely outre that would come across as standoffish but we had a pleasant conversation.it was not long after this he went into a self imposed exhile.
I had a friend Beau Chorney who I met through Ratch Wallace. We were social friends for a few years and he came to my club a few times. He had 3 gold seats at Maple leaf Gardens which he let me have 4 or 5 times a year. So after I closed my first club. I had a couple of meetings with him and his lawyer for lunch.
One meeting was at a greek restaurant on Market St. that had a belly dancer. Beau had a special table almost in the middle of the dance floor.
He was insisting that I try octopus. What he didn't see was that the sweating belly dancer had swung her arm across our table and a ball of sweat had rolled down her arm and dropped onto the octopus.
I of course refused and so thought I was afraid to eat octopus which is not true.
Any how the meeting was about that he had just bought the Colonial and wanted me to manage it.He also bought the four seasons hotel and as part of the deal I was to get a small suite there as well.
I also went to dinner one night with his lawyer at Fridays. The dinner was with his some of his clients. Yvan Cournoyer, Henri Richard and Frank and Peter Mahovlich. Peter was late he had just bought a rolls royce and he pulled up and we all went out to the street to see it. When he opened the door a Heiniken bottle fell out.
Anyway shortly after Beau called said the deal was through and I was to go down to the Colonial and meet a man and tell him I was the new manager and he would be down later. so I go down and go in the office where there is a group of very serious looking men are going through the files. I asked for my contact and told them I was the new manager per mr Chorney. I was told briskly Well that didn't happen.
I never saw Beau again. His phone was disconnected. His lawyer promised to get back to me didn't happen. I have no idea what happened if it was a hoax I don't know why. I asked Ratch and he never saw him again either.
I confronted him "what the hell is this, I thought we were friends." Somehow he convinced me it had nothing to do with me and we carried on Until he published a book and disappeared from the scene. The a few years later I met him at the track with his wife and we had a pretty good day and went out for eats and drinks. I met him another day by himself. We had both had a terrible day and in further honest discussion discovered we had enough between us to put a $2.00 bet on the last race. We picked a horse and made enough to drive to the Pilot in his Mercedes and have a couple of beers and laugh at our fortune bad and good.
Ran into him him at now and again at Art openings and the like and then met him at a book opening for Barry Callaghan.
and we reconnected a bit Barry and him used to go to Peterborough once a month for a writer's circle held by one of Barry's students who also happened to be a friend of mine. I visited him once in a while at his house but hadn't seen him for a dozen years until I called him last year he wasn't well and not much up for conversation.
Ex-Torontonian who penned Flashdance readies stage versionJune 01, 2010
I traipsed around with Tom to Gimlets in those days. Markle of course loved strippers.
Tom called last year to tell me he was naming one of the characters after me.
I was at the Club 22 at the Windsor Arms. With my then buddy Michael Ironside. Michael and I were trying to break our record of drinking about 80 maragaritas. When Johnny Hart and Jack Caprio the cartoonists showed up and we were really throwing the drinks back and having a great time. When I saw Catherine O'Hara waving at me. She had just came from the Courtyard Cafe where she had treated her parents to dinner. She waved me over and I gave her a peck and she says Gary I want you to meet my mother and father. 'Really How nice"I said trying to be polite and bent over with a little bow and extended my hand when: from out of nowhere Ironside bit my ass really hard. I don't know how he did it, but I screamed and jumped and kicked. He hung on like a pit bull. I writhed around hit him while the stunned O'Haras and Jack and Johnny wondered what was going on. I finally shook him od. Everyone else was laughing but I was limping. Ironside could be a real crazy asshole sometimes.finally I shake him off and everything settles down but I am sure Catherine's parents wondered what kind of nutty friends she had
We were mutual friends of Lesley McDonnell.
We mostly hung out at the Club 22 at the Windsor Arms in Toronto and certainly had some good times and great conversations.
EG: there was an Art Opening of an Artist that did paintings of all of his songs. he insisted that I go with him but I begged off as I was having the first visit with my daughter in 5 years. leonard said to bring her. So I bring seven year old Sarah and her sister 4 year old Shaleen and they pretty well destroyed the place. Somewhere there is a video of Leonard with a kid under each arm and having a great time.
I had to move back to Uxbridge for a while to look after some family problems and I just lost touch. Never thought to get a phone number.
Brings back memories of when I managed Kid Bastien. Which was an experience in itself. I tried to make the band full time and famous and it took me a year to realize Kid was happy with part time an infamous.
I started off going to New Orleans with the band for the 1972 Jazz Festival. We hung out at Johny White's Bar and drank Dixie beer which we called Treefrog. I got to meet Jazz greats like Louis Nelson and band leader Kid Thomas. The week before we got there Kid' Thomas's Bass Player died on stage. Kid said we turned to hear the bass solo and he was dead. Kid Bastien knew everybody and we played gigs at Heritage Hall. Hotel rooms were at a premium and I had 2 buddies traveling with me Gord Jones and Krash Radcliff. We ended up with an Attic room in an old slave quarters with one bed and we slept in shifts. Which wasn't a real problem since New Orleans swung 24 hours a day. I got to meet Dejean's Olympia Band which was much like the band in Treme. We partied and played with them and later that year they all came to Toronto where we got them a good paying gig and partied and played some more. Kid played 2 times at the Jazz Festival and I must sadly admit I never made it to either performance. new Orleans was like that.
|With Kid Thomas at Heritage Hall New Orleans |
photo by Krash
Fats Domino was playing the El Macambo. I was sitting in Grossman's when out of the blue Cliff Bastien asked I I wanted to go up the street and see Fats so I agreed we went up and caught the first set. Fats did his shtick lots of hits to playwith and had the place jumping. For the last number of the set he thumps really hard and pushes the piano across the stage with his stomach as he plays. When the set was over Cliff led me up to the dressing room and rapped on the door. Fats opened the door with a big smile and a hug for Cliff and invited us in. After the introduction we sat down and cliff gave Fats the lowdown on a bunch of people in New Orleans. Fats smiled at me and said 'Damn he knows more about my family than I do." I learned that Cliff had lived in New Orleans for a while and Fats'uncle had taught Cliff how to play the banjo and Cliff was friends with quite a few of Fats relatives. Fats dedicated a song to his friend'Kid Bastien' in the second set. It was a night to remember.
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False but funny as cliff struggled to learn the cornet Donny Walsh meanly said That Kid Bastien was the only horn player he knew that only played with one lip. mean but funny
The band was created one very late stoned night at Ziggy Blazer's studio. A multi media band consisting of Bart Schoales, Jerry Santbergen, Moses (Edward Smith) and Tom Seniw. The first rule was that you must never have played a musical instrument. Tom admitted he had trombone lessons and was kicked out of the band and replaced by me. The band consisted of 4 2 track tape recorders, 2 or 3 film projectors a couple of slide projectors, and a wind machine and lots of incense.
We had one paying gig. We got $2000.00 to play at McMaster University and were written up in Arts Canada.
I met Craig Russell in the subway one night. He was on his way to his hit show at the Royal York.
Craig was entertaining about 6 people. He was sitting beside a wino and a small group had gathered around him and he had them in stitches. I stood and watched for awhile and when I got an opening I held out my hand. "Hi Craig I always wanted to meet you. I am a friend of your friend Sandy's." " oh Sandy, How is she? he pushed against the wino slightly to make room for me to sit down.We talked about Sandy for a couple of minutes and suddenly he stopped sniffing."What is that horrible smell?"he gasped. "I am afraid it is your friend." I said nodding to the wino. "Shit!" he said "there goes the promise I made to myself to fuck anybody that asked me."
Craig Russell (from glbtq)
Marcel was a delightful absolute madman. I met him through Jerry Santbergan in the 60s. he always seemed to be married to some heiress and had tons of money. After drinking 9 bottles of champagne at the rooftop bar at the Park Plaza. Marcel orders a tenth bottle. he sips it dumps the bottle upside down in the ice bucket. "Bah it is young and fruity he yells. so we get kicked out. One night we left the Pilot Tavern to walk down to an opening at a gallery some where south of Bloor. It was garbage night and Marcel gets me to help him carry a 10 ft long piece of cardboard tubing and plastic wrap to the gallery where he tells the owner it is one of his Artworks and he wants to store it there.
I met Cannonball and Nat Adderley at the colonial Tavern in 1969. Mickey Handy introduced me. Cannon and Nat became good friends and i was their Toronto buddy whenever they came to Toronto, we spent many days hanging out at the underground railroad etc
I once cooked a seafood chowder dinner for them at Grossmans Tavern. Al let me use the kitchen and was the special of the day. It sold out quickly.
One night I took them to Gordon Rayner's Studio to watch an Artist's Jazzband rehearsal. they liked it but would not jam.
This was very much a "Blackpower time and they got invited to all the Black after hours clubs. But they would not go without me. I knew most of the black clubs and we had a lot of fun.
I was on their permanent guest list at the Colonial and I got to listen to great jazz and meet their fabulous sidemen like Louis Hayes,Ray Brown, Walter Booker, Bobby Timmons, Victor Feldman, Joe Zawinul.
One night I was late getting to the Colonial , they were halfway through the set and the bar was packed full. The only place for me to sit was at the staff table. They would not serve me unless I moved and there was no where else so i sat there drinkless till the set was over.They joined me at the end of the set and ordered us drinks. They still refused to serve me. So Nat called the manager over and told them they were not going to play until I was drinking. needless to say that never happened again.
After Cannonball's tragic death in 1975 Nat played Toronto regularly and he was always glad to see me. He embarrassed me on my birthday at the Montreal Bistro by dedicating almost every song to me all night long. Vincent Herring was with him. I met his wife too and spent a few nights sitting with her.
Cannonball had never heard Paul Desmond's tribute to him until I told him.
Paul Desmond won the Evergreen Review's Higgledy piggled contest with
Came on the scene with a belt of the blues.
Gives me more time
For women and booze.
This is the best cover of Runaway it tops the original. i went to see Bonnie at Massey hall with Coleen Peterson. We were back stage before the show and i was having such a good time drinking toking and chatting that Bonnie had to kick me out of her dressing room so she could get ready.
"Isn't it wonderful what they are doing in china," He sez one drunken afternoon at Grossman's. I don't think they have taverns in China I said which confounded him for a minute but we soon broke into song "We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders!.
Xmas on the Carleton Streetcar. People everywhere carry armfuls of presents. Milton appears looks straight in to my eyes, "They are starving on the streets!"
I am at the Club 22 trying to produce a movie. I go out for some cigars and run into Milton and invite him in for a drink. He shows me his poker chip that he must break, he is on the wagon. Ok a coffee and I bring him in to my table of suits. Ad men and movie men. I introduce Milton and order coffee. The suits are confused at Miltons crumpled and unshaven appearance and my obvious deference to him. Finally one asks him. Milton What do you do?
"I am a latent science fiction reader.' says Milton. They asked no more. When I stopped laughing I explained he was one
of Canada's Premier poets.
The last time I saw him was about 1982. I said hello to him walking up Spadina. He looked into my face wildly trying to recognize me. "You are killing the fetuses of the working class!" he raged. I guess he thought I was Henry Morgentaler. Milton Acorn
Harold Town (not Harry, it's Harold)
I met Harold at the Pilot Tavern he was not a regular there.
we got into some long discussion and he invited me back to his place.
We go to the den and he takes 2 quarts of Scotch out of the cupboard and
he hands me one and a glass. We tour around the house looking at works of Art.
I once said that Jimmy Warburton played with every band in Toronto.
Whether they wanted him to or not. lol
Jimmy the Jammer
Just found his web page, he has a band with old friend Chuck Loriot.
Hang in there guys
I said I was going to The Cameron House. Do you know John? he asked.
I said I did, I owe hin 50 bucks will you give this for me and gave me a fifty dollar bill,
Al is wearing the the T-shirt I created with the famous Grossman's peace sign T-shirt.
Bob Dylan and Joan Baez sported them at concerts.Don Owen found a camel driver wearing one in Timbuktu
(This was compliments of my sister who worked at harbour-front in Toronto) we were using Murrays agent to book tickets. The trip got complicated, my bartender Laura wanted to go home to New York so I got a ticket for her and then Krash's girlfriend wanted to go to meet Krash who was sailing to New York, so I got a ticket for her. We no sooner were in the air than somebody phoned Murray's wife and told her Murray and Gary were going to New York with 2 women. (this caused serious problems) After much ado we got a hotel room and I went to pick up the boar's van for transportation. As it happened I got a free parking spot around the corner from the Hotel. In New York on July4th weekend etc etc. so we never moved the van until we left and took cabs. Laura took us to her old studio and the bar she used to work at. It was right at the Manhattan side of the Brooklin
Bridge which is a great a place to hang out. This was beside the Fulton fish Market which was having a fair so we ended up spending the evening at the fair. Spendoing was the operative word for Murray he went a little crazy. One of the Hanky Panks had a life sized stuffed bear as a grand prize. Murray decided he had to have it. After about 5 hours and 5 hundred dollars he finally won it. So there we were 2 o clock in the morning going back to the Hotel trying to stuff this giant bear toy into the cab. It wouldn't fit so after 15 minutes of trying Murray took a long look at the bear and said What the hell do I want with this and threw it on the street. As we
drove off the streets were empty.
They were having so troubles and here I am on a busy Friday night. Murray says Jim is very depressed and I think a crap game would cheer him up. I didn't have crap games anymore. But what the hell find a room up stairs. I 'll find some guys and we will have one. So I round up a couple of rounders and we have it. Jimmy is on a lucky streak and soon it is down to the 3 of us. Murray has his weekend money. Jimmy makes 6 straight passes and cleans him out. I cover. 7 passes he cant do it again I run down to the bar and get a couple of hundred dollars more. He makes 8 straight passes. I quit. Jimmy must have taken us for about 2 thousand dollars. We have a drink or two.
Jimmy isn't nearly as depressed he as was. haha
I could almost write a book on Murray stories. We were good friends for quite a while and had many adventures together. Murray and I had dinner a while ago and argued a bit about who's version was right. I am sorry Murray but I know my versions are truer because I wrote them down shortly after they happened.
You must of went to a lot of different Liquor Stores?
No I went prettymuch to the same store all the time, I was treated as a
valued customer and at xmas i was usually given a few bottles of wine as
a present. I remember picking up order near Xmas one year. A wino watched
in amazement as they filled case after case of liquor. After a couple of
minutes he gasped. Well if you got the money I got the time.
It should be noted that I was often offered stolen booze and I never ever
bought any. I was a bootlegger not a fence. I also only bought priemium
booze and charged priemium prices.
The only exception was with beer. Again I used the same beer store all
the time. I was often offered cases of overage beer at slashed prices.
of course there was nothing wrong with it it just reached 3 months old
and I went through it very quickly.
I had a funny relationship here because The Horseshoe was my local bar
and it was a police hangout. Half of them liked me and half of them hated
me.but I did get a speeding ticket fixed anonymously. There was even a
handful of police that drank at my bar and none of them ever grassed me.
But there were others.
My first bust was by a rookie cop in plain clothes who snuck in with cast
of second city. he just tagged on to the group and came in.
the next night he came back and I let him in He bought a drink with
marked money and went out and came back with the squad.
Later another cop told me he almost blew it. The night before he was so
happy to get in unnoticed that when he came out hes leaped into the air
and clicked his heels and drove his head into the lowhanging branch of a
tree outside and knocked himself unconcious and spent the rest of the
night in Hospital,
More of Georgie.
One of the things about running an illegal bar was security. All the doors were double latched. but fear of fire was a concern so I had my backdoor rigged in such a way that a good push would open it just in case. So of course it was easy to pick. I came out on the roof one weekday night and there is Georgie and his partner.
Georgie i say you are breaking and entering. "No he says it was open.' No way asI am dtalking his partner runs for the bar I stop him and push him back to the door. Georgie runs for bar I stop him his partner runs etc. Finally his partner says I see them selling drinks. Georgie says" We're busting you Gary." Ok" say I
In we go I had about 20 customers. Frankie is working the other end of bar. He comes down to throw the money in box we had under the bar. Georgie says "Stop the bar is close.' "With you in a minute," says Frankie
Then Frankie sees me and realizes what is happening. He panics and throws the box under the bar which knocks off a loose panel and it comes off and the money scatters all over the floor. Georgie and partner start picking it up. I give Frankie the hi sign and he runs out the back door and in the general direction of 'away'.
Georgie and partner ask "Where is the bartender?" The ask everbody. Nobody knows. I am laughing. "Well you fucked this up Georgie "I say. Give me back my money. He knows he is finished. He gives me back my money. "I am officially warning you . ." says Georgie. Ya ya say I get out!
I loved doing the Lobsterman with Maclean & Maclean.
My last performance was at the El Macombo. We were doing the last set and as I was getting ready to go up to the stage I saw the manager whisk Billy Joel and his band to a reserved table.
So when I sang the Lobster song I stuck Billy Joel's name into it.
After the show we all got together and found that Billy Joel was a big fan of dirty Humor . The managent provided case of Heineken's and we drank and partied late into the night. He raved about the show. But all that he could realy remember was me. The Macleans never asked me back to sing again.
I met Howard Duff making Double Negative. I was the assistant to the producer and it was my job to look after Howard. I met him at the airport. "Hi I'm Howard Duff and if you don't think I'm tough, Remember I was married to Ida Lupino for twenty years". Howard and I became great friends and his girlfriend Judy. We spent many pleasant hours together over about 6 weeks. I showed them around Toronto and we had many lunches and dinners together. And far too many drinks.I took them to some clubs.
One night he was a bit long in the washroom and I went to check. he was being hassled a bit by some punks (not too seriously) I come in and say "Ready to go Mr.Duff" and flashing my genuine RCMP key chain. The punks evaporated and Howard thought that very cool and subtle.
If anything like Richard I found Howard a bit fragile. I was on Howard and Judys Xmas card list until he died and I feel really privileged
|Moses and Pauline at Jerry's Opening at Jack Pollack Gallery |
by John Krash Radcliff
He came from Regina in a bit of a wave with his girlfriend Kaaren Blatchford and Warren Bowman, etc.
he soon became a favorite of the Telegram Art Critic Barrie Hale and seemed to make the Art Section week after week. I became friends with Jerry about then and we hung around to-gether. I helped Jerry make (not create) a lot of his paintings. he had a great studio the old Bohemian Embassy Space on St.Nicholas St.
I was at the first performance of Hank Williams The show He Never Gave at the HorseShoe Tavern In Toronto. The Horseshoe at that time was still the premier Country and Western Bar and all the big Nashville stars played there as well as locals like Sneezy.
In the middle of the first set a Sneezy Fan passing by stuck his head in the door and yelled."Hey Sneezy sing Louis Riel"!
One of the audience who obviously missed the point caught Sneezy in between sets. "Hey Hank" she says "How old are you?" "Ahh, 34 " says Sneezy. "Bullshit" She says Your son was here 3 months ago and he was 36."
It came to pass that Roy owed Morty Star (The manager of the Horseshoe) $3,000.00. so Morty hired Roy for the whole month of August. the idea that he could get his money back. He made strict rules that Roy could have no bar privileges and he wasn't to drink.
Roy was mostly drunk or whatever and crazy but he knew all the country stars and introduced me to many like Billy Joe Shaver etc. He could write a song in minute I watched him write one about the bar menu. But he wrote two truly great songs. 'I wouldn't take a million dollars for a single Maple Leaf' which he wrote when he was in the Canadian Army in Egypt. And 'There are no price tags on the doors of Newfoundland. At the end of the month Roy owed Morty $6000.
I once sold Bernie some prints I had of Iskowitz, Town Rayner Coughtry etc.
We had long negotiations but finally struck a deal.
Bernie says ,"Are you happy with this deal? Is it a good deal?"
"Yes I say "It is a good deal."
"Hmm says Bernie if you are happy and I am happy, how can it be a good deal."
I hung out with Collen a bit and she spent a lot of time at my bar.
She took me back stage to meet Bonnie Raitt.
So much talent, so litle time, Sadly Missed.
Harry Hibbs accordionist, Newfoundland & Labrador - 1993 - hosted At The Caribou on TV - one of the first Canadians to have 4 Gold records to his credit
Breton I, NS
95 - the man who made Cape Breton famous - hosted his own TV program - propelled Maritime music to the national stage
He came to my bar when he was playing the Horseshoe.We often stopped for a chat here and there. Then he became a regular at the Uxbridge highland Games and we got together for a few pints and met stuart too.
John Allan Cameron was visiting home and with a little shot of sibling rivalry one of his brothers proudly showed him Darryl Sittler's autograph.
another brother chimed in "I bet you dont have his autograph John Allen?"
"No" says John Allen "but he does have my autograph".
Willie P Bennett, Singer-Songwriter & Musician - Ontario - 2006 - has influenced countless songwriters by breaking new ground with his 70s albums; played with the Dixie Flyers and Fred Eaglesmith's Flying Squirrels; Juno Award winning CD 'Heartstrings'
Great Guy, Willie was his own worst enemy, I had to bar him a few times in his wilder days but always appreciated his music.
I lived one of those lives where I got to meet a lot of notable people. For the most part I was the unofficial host in Toronto in the seventies and early eighties and shared some kind of experience with all of them.
It is fun at this stage of my life to compile a list of who I met and what we did. Nothing explains the vagaries of life more than to reflect on how Notable some where then and you have to explain who they were now. – Gary