As many of you know, or at least those of you from Canada, the day we knew was coming finally made its unwanted appearance this past Wednesday.
Gord Downie; singer, activist, poet, Canadian in every sense of his being, passed away from terminal brain cancer.
I hesitated re-blogging this post from 2016 and I was going to write a new post just to say good bye, but as I read through it again, I realized that as we watched those final concerts back in the summer of 2016, we all said our collective good byes. We knew we would never meet the same way again. We just hoped that some day we wouldn’t have to know it was so final.
I take this time then to say thank you to Gord and his brilliant, yet ironically, fragile brain. Thank you to his band mates for sharing him with us. Thank you to his family and close friends for giving us this time to say good bye.
As a Canadian, we have things here we hold dear. Tim Horton’s. Hockey. Healthcare. Tragically Hip. If you’ve grown up here, or have moved here, even if you don’t listen to their music, The Tragically Hip have created what would be categorized as Canadian Rock for 30 years. When I say Canadian Rock, in no way do they compare to Nickelback, so don’t go there. For those from the US and other countries, you probably know some of our other well known bands like The Guess Who and Rush. Although lyrically they have Canadian-ness about them, there is just no comparison to the poetry of Gord Downie, The Hip’s front man using that metric.
I write this with the assumption that those who will read this may not be from Canada and may not be familiar with The Tragically Hip. For those who don’t know, we, as a country…
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