The Undesirables in Winnipeg

Undesirables on Main Street

two in a row, exiled on main street.

the rolling stones classic double vinyl on a dime (for those who husker du the minutemen/double nickels). billed as two voices and one guitar, i couldn’t imagine it. the reality as corin raymond one half of The Undesirables from toronto reminded us after every richards jagger classic and the two covers,  they were climbing a mountain, and we the audience were the sherpas

and times changed, on main street in wpg, the base camp. we climbed together and we carried the songs and we danced and sang and played along and hollered and whooped. two nights only, because john scoles the house/coated owner and patron of the times changed family asked The Undesirables to perform exile on main street. all 18 songs.

and stripped down, naked, two voices and one acoustic guitar the sheer ultimate beauty of exile on main street shined through. and we basked in the tunes and the delivery man delivered through the snow  and cold late november nights.

if you’re a fortunate son or daughter and are able to see The Undesirables as they swing through a touring spiel venue near you, shout out out out, “Exile On Main Street!” and maybe, just maybe, they’ll pull a gem and shine a light on you.

the times changed high and lonesome is a bar so small, legally holding, 85? and when those 85 sherpas are there, heaving and sharing the load, the weight, that magical thing that robbie robertson and the band understood in their bones, there is nothing to compare to it in winnipeg, on a cold cold night, or when the sweat is on in july, and you’re praying for a welcoming breeze.

you’re in the house that john scoles built and we’re family. and the thing is, if you’re a part of the family, you bring your own housecoat your own robe and you hang it on a hook and it’s there for you, anytime to put on, and stroll around the bar, just like your home, because it is home. and john wears his and he writes the housecoat diaries in uptown magazine.

oh, my station is at the door, i welcome the guests. with a smile.

and comforting reassurance, you’ve come to the right/left place. the

falling place/where you can fall in love or in lust for an evening.

or more. relationships bloom. be they the one/nighters or the

multiple/orgasmic/kinds.

About Eugene Osudar

“born, august 16, 1963. i’m 45, and yes, i’m getting too old for this. bring out the rocking chair. my first concert, november 1978, elvis costello and the attractions. i was 15. their blisteringly brilliant 65 minute set only served somebody to affirm my new direction in the musical parallel universes, new wave punk alternative, oh sanctity oh celebration (!Freedom!) college radio! i’m old, i’m used up and i’m free. i see 50something Full sets of music every month and dance most of them. and when i dance, i mean to say, I Dance and Celebrate, 2/3/4 hours a night. The Gaslight Anthem. The Boss. The Weber Brothers. The Wind Ups. i’ll dance with Los Campesinos. i’ll move to The Long Winters. The Replacements. Husker Du. The Pogues. oh elvis costello, oh Clash! i could go/go/go Gogol Bordello forever. L(eonard) Cohen. come, Dance With Me (Old 97s) wherever you may be, sincerely, eugene

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