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Growing up we didn’t have a lot of superheroes that looked like we did. All the mainstream ones on TV and in comic books were white and most of them were men. So my cousins and I turned to sports for inspiration and to find people like us to look up to.
Read MoreOne of my most memorable trips was playing indigenous day live in Whitehorse. I’d never been to Whitehorse before. I left a few days before the band to do a solo performance at the opening ceremonies.
Read MoreI loved collecting stones as a child. I was mesmerized by the smooth light-green ones. I didn’t know they were just shards of glass that had been eroded. Back then, when I was just a boy, it was like finding pirate treasure.
Read MoreIt was the summer I turned 15, and music already had its grip on me. I was visiting my grandfather on the West Coast and listening to a lot of his old blues records and 8-tracks.
Read MoreVortex Records was a little shop near the high school I went to, on Yonge Street above the Second Cup. It was the mid-'90s. Jerry Garcia had just died. I was going into grade 9 at North Toronto Collegiate and having a tough time trying to find my way.
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