Archive for July, 2017

July 31: beautiful.

we’re on the range and it’s smoking hot!  beautiful island weather: hot summer days and peaceful nights under the Milky Way.  a grand and glorious way to spend a summer:  at peace on the green and blue!  the last day of July has begun.


the green and blue:  our walking path at sunrise!  with the end of July, it means we’re rolling up on that time when the spiders fill those fields with their beautiful designs and when the crickets take over the soundtrack, just after sunrise.  but we are still here in July, for just one more day.


Lake Manitou as seen from the dining room at the Red Lodge.  we used to go there back in the 70’s and i remember they had raccoons down there in the bar!  tame raccoons, sitting at a table, eating raisins…  well those owners and those coons are long gone!  but the view is just as i remember:  Lake Manitou with those giant old maples really is something worth seeing from that dining room.



beautiful Morgan, M.Sc., discussing the music selections while we blaze down the Bidwell Road, on the way home from Red Lodge.


unfortunately for me, i only get to see her a few times a year anymore…


oh my goodness:  to hear her words, her voice, to watch her walking across the lawn and down through the river…  what beautiful music she makes.


9 a.m., twinravens art show set up:  Roncesvalles United Church Arts and Crafts fair, Saturday, July 29th.  i’ve been going to the Roncesvalles United’s events for two years and let me tell you they have a great thing going down there, in that part of Toronto.  and there sure are a lot of friendly people in that neighbourhood!


Roncesvalle United Church and open air market, July 29th:  great summer day for an outdoor market!  and a very groovy part of town!  we always have a good time at their events.


11 a.m., the open air market in the parking lot at the Roncesvalle United Church, Toronto, July 29th.


5 p.m., alley way off Queen Street West:  after the show and sale had been folded it was off to the art supply store on Queen Street and gosh the climate can change pretty fast down there in the city of Toronto.  i took one look down there, while bogged in bumper to bumper traffic, trying to bug out of the city, and thought good lord we’re a long way from that blue and green!


intersection at Queen and Spadina:  famed loony tunes area for assorted art and music adventures in the twinravens art travels.  just up the street on Spadina is Gwartzman’s art store, which i visited for the first time while in art school.  i remember seeing a 30×40 inch Norval Morrisseau painting hanging up high on their wall.  and straight through the intersection, not far from where the photo was taken:  the Rivoli.  we played that place back in July 1995, doing a spoken word poetry event.  it was me, Shawn, Kev and Jen.  we never rehearsed it.  we just went and did it, off the cuff, me on the vocal and the NR front line in back.  we tore that place to shreds and nearly brought the house down.  what a wild night that was!  the NR crew were in their glorious summer colour:  native red.  tanned.


8 p.m., the Husky, just off the 400, exit number 64, near the town of Bradford.  met an art collector there and had a good chat, talked art and First Nations, shook hands and parted ways!  it was around this point in time i realized hey!  i’ve been awake for 2 full days!


sunrise on the range, Sunday morning, July 30th.  rolled out of the Husky parking lot and took the slow ride up to Sudbury, stopping along the way to view the Milky Way from such grand summer hide outs like Muskoka, the French River, and places in between.  it was a peaceful evening for a drive, a balmy 15 degrees at 3 a.m., but it was down right nippy when i rolled into the range at 630 a.m.


7 a.m., the Manitou, my front yard.  after two full days of wide awake, driving, art sales, and art supply purchases, i thought i’d stretch my legs and take a short walk down to the river.  there is so much water this year!  last year we had 40 days of continuous sunshine and that river was running slow!  it’s a different summer this year:  we have tons of water!  never seen it running so strong so late into July.


sunrise, July 31st, at home on the range, in Michelle’s healing building.  so after a full two days of travel and art fun, no sleep, i thought i’d take it easy on Sunday and maybe have an afternoon snooze but it never happened!  i muscled my way through all of Sunday and hit the bunk around midnight, after a game of dominos with our summer time visitors.  i think i broke my record on that one!  3 days awake!!!  holy waa!  but i hit the sheets at midnight and was out, in dreamland big time, until 5 a.m. this morning, when it was time to get up and go again!

you see July up here on the island is usually a time in paradise: the green and blue, the river, the birds and the night sky…

we’ll start sleeping in after November 18th.

it’s time for me to get ready for the Wikwemikong Indian Days and Pow wow Art Show, coming up fast this Civic Holiday weekend!!!

Summer Amusements: July

and so here we are:  2/3rd’s through July, darn near half way through this glorious Manitoulin Island summer!  i look at the days coming off the calendar and hope and pray i’m getting my 100% from them.


after our wild weekend at the Northern Lights Festival in N’Swakamok, we all went our separate ways for a few days.  riding the “high”  that is a live No Reservations rock show!

one day i found myself here:


that’s inside the Providence Bay arena, right here on the south shore of Manitoulin Island.  what i was doing there wasn’t so clear but one thing was clear:  there were some kooky things to look at inside the cobwebbed and old rickety rack arena!


check out those goofy and wacky old skates!  even more amusing, take a read of that card with the “skate details”!  love the lead in line:  “a peace off the past”…  oh “Miles” you crazy arena manager!  are you sure you’re not a stand up comic?


and those old names in the trophy case!  Bill and Phil, now likely long gone, dead meat, dust and bones, gone forever.  i wonder what ever happened to those 2 whizz kids…

i do know Aerosmith, Toys in the Attic came out in 75.  Rocks came out in 76.  was it 77 when Rumours came out?


the on going show at Huron Island Time, at the pavilion in Providence Bay:  that is the almighty and last of the 008 collection:  A Self Portrait on November 18th, 30×40 inches, acrylic on canvas, hanging and good to go.  two other very serious pieces to the right:  24×24 inches and 30×40 inches.  that art show continues to Labour Day.


detail:  the map hanging at the Prov. Bay pavilion:  there it is:  glorious Treasure Island,  my mother’s home, mapped likely before 1971.  you can tell because the new road that went through and cut my dad’s farm in half, is not seen here.  highway 551 goes right to the lake in this one.    back in the glory days i’d swim from where the big C is, in Carnarvon, over to the point where the number 15 is, and then across to the island, across that gap.  what a swim that was!!!  mind you, you had to swim past the mouth of the Mindemoya River and it was quite shallow there so you could kind of walk your way past that area.  a bit of a rest stop i guess you could say.  the real swim was from the point, near where Duff Brown’s house is/was, to the south end of Treasure Island:  750 yards of deep water!  (the trick to making that swim is a “low drag” swimsuit…  (in my case:  a sassy black bikini!!!  (ha ha!)))

we’re a long way from making that swim!  if i tried it today i’d be in the news tomorrow!


nope.  instead i am here.  in a cottage at sunrise.  drinking a cup of coffee, wondering…


the cedar grove:  my morning walk.  yeah.  you wonder sometimes, when there are a lot fewer eyes looking back at you, in the family i mean, old community too, how you managed to duck all the bullets and what the world has for you.

well as my dad would say:  you’re here now and that’s all that matters.


Red Dog Blues

here is a trimmed down version of No Reservations reading:  Red Dog Blues.  of course the full version includes some wild guitar solo action by Mr. SC.  but this was a snap version of it before the party started at the Northern Lights Festival in Sudbury.  we found ourselves on the main stage on Thursday afternoon and…  well this is what happens when you put real people on stage with musical instruments, and real talent.  (unlike say…  NR being a bunch of whoevers with record players and a dancer…  )  No.  NR is a live music group.  real people.  and real musical instruments.

we wrote the song back in the summer of 1997 when NR had the house gig at the Red Dog Hotel, Whitefish Falls, Ontario, on highway 6, between Espanola and Manitoulin Island.  we had the house gig and wow, what a place for a house gig in the summer time: the sweet and beautiful La Cloche Mountain Range.  we spent many an afternoon down at the waterfalls when the water was running slow!  plenty of time for creative endeavours and fun sun tanning.  we had the BULL by the horns back in those days!

the song still stands.  here is Shag giving it a reading at the Northern Lights Festival before the doors opened, on the main stage, Thursday afternoon.  we were booted off the stage shortly thereafter…

NR is a group with many musical irons in the fire.  we can do it all:  Blues.  Folk.  Country.  Heavy Metal.  Thrash.  Punk.  Slop.  Fusion.  Rain.  Sticks.  Crackers.  and of course, Authentic NR.

here is one of our classic Blues tunes.  stripped down for fun.

Sunday Night with No Reservations

no time for any fussing!  we arrived just in the nick of time!

IMG_1582that’s me, waiting for the troop to arrive.  late night Sunday, last show of the night.


IMG_1592Mr. SC going to work:  he’s been with us since before  D Day.  And still with the outfit!

IMG_1606 Jen too:  she has been with us since the drama team, 1994.  Solid!

IMG_1703Shag, he has been with us too, since 1994.  I  will never forget his first performance.

IMG_1673And so like brothers, even though mine are dead or missing, my band mate is my brother.

IMG_1747and my sister: Jen.  she has been with us all the way, since 1994.  maybe even 1993.

IMG_2171Mr. SC:  classic NR Fighter.  Been there since D Day.

IMG_1744when you’ve been around a bit, some of you folks will know what i mean, it is truly a special thing to come back to the folks you went to hell with, and lived!

IMG_1763the young dancing fans:  they make the show complete!  and what a show it was!

many thanks.

and see you soon!!!

No Reservations: Alive

and so!!!  we made it.  the band, No Reservations, the classic native rock and roll party band from 1994 to 2000, rolled back into the Northern Lights Music Festival on Thursday, July 6th.  first time seeing the light of day in 17 years!  and first time the 4 of us stood in the same room at the same time in a walloping 17 years!!!


me and Jen backstage, by the No Rez dressing room door, 20 minutes before the show.  hey man we were scared!!!  the butterflies were everywhere!  thank the almighty we had our kids with us:


that’s Jasmine Moon, Jen, and her daughter, Hunter, backstage, before the war whoop.  we were pretty cool at this point in time, with a full two hours to go before show time.  it nearly took my breath away to see Jazzy Moon and Hunter, the young native women, in with the likes of a great entertainer like Jen.  the kids have only ever heard the NR records, maybe seen a video, or heard the stories.  but on Thursday night they got a chance to see the real deal!

showtime!  i was in back wondering where everyone was.  turns out they were called up!  a third of a house but i was terrified anyway.  but let me tell you this:  next year when we play this stage that house will be packed to the flipping rafters!


me and Jen giving the song, Dream Catcher, a working over.


Shag in action:  working that new horse, and sweating big time as his vocal is a big part of the No Rez show.


Shawn Corbiere working his way through “Dream Catcher”, a classic NR song going all the way back to the earliest days.  and speaking of earliest days:  Mr. S.C. has been with the outfit all the way since D Day.


Jen working the congas.  hey man, playing those things is more work than playing a guitar!


twinravens:  yours truly going to work on the only original 6 string from our first rock and roll days.


the original line up of NR, in the dressing room right after our first gig in 17 years, with our children, who have never seen the mighty NR in full rock and roll.

well now they have.  and so have we!  it was a remarkable experience to hear Raven Moon fire up at the hands of 3 guitar players and 3 vocalists.  a rumbling sound that should be heard all over the world.

after i had a chance to settle down i found myself at sunrise looking at this:


sunrise on the range, back home in Tehkummah, July 7th, after the big gig.

sunrise and fun memories:

yeah:  we have to get back into show business.  we’re going again today so more fun photos to follow and i hope a few fun videos.  and of course a great rock and roll show!

i’ll be honest: i’ve got butterflies…

wish me luck!  today i’m off to play in a rock and roll show with a band called No Reservations.  i co founded the band with some very talented native cats, way back in the summer of 1994.  it’s the first time playing together in 17 years!  it will be the first time we’ll all be standing in the same room, in 17 years…

i’ll be totally honest:  whenever i get going into something even remotely show bizzy, i get a serious case of the butterflies.  even last night, my dreams were filled with nightmares:  going to the gig and getting pulled over by the cops.  arriving at the gig and my equipment hasn’t arrived.  looking in my stage gear bag and instead of finding my sexy stage clothes i find a clown suit…   etc.

woke up around 4 a.m. and was pacing the floors like a caged wild jungle cat.  this is real man!


well that’s me, in July 1995, 5 minutes before the show.  i might look cool and calm but in reality:  i’m scared out of my mind.

here we go again, at the same festival, a brutal 22 years later…

wish me luck!!!