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Saturday, May 27, 2006

S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y

NIGHT!!

(repeat, repeat)

Hey, whatever happened to those wacky Bay City Rollers?? They were huge back in the day, like that Timbalake guy was for awhile in these more current times. It dawned on me this morning that I've haven't heard any new songs from The Rollers. Have they broken up??

I have a true story about the BCR's, from back when they really were the biggest thing since sliced bread. And yes, they were most ABSOLUTELY white bread...

Anyhow, back in my formative pre-teen years, a buddy and I used to live in entirely opposite ends of the city. It was a ritual for us to each take the city buses from our own respective neighborhoods, and meet in the middle. Which just happened to be downtown, in front of The Winnipeg Inn (this means nothing at all in relation to my story, but that hotel changed ownership several times, becoming The Westin for awhile, and then The Fairmont. If you're a trivia person, you're welcome...).

And now back, to my story.

One particular Saturday (it justs dawns on me at this very moment, the irony of that), I was on a transit bus, as it came around the corner, and pulled up to the Winnipeg/Westin/Fairmont Inn. Which was like something out of a mob scene. There were THOUSANDS of young girls everywhere.

Honest to God, I thought word had gotten out that my friend and I (both single and pimply at the time) met regularly at this bus stop, before proceeding into downtown Winnipeg, and ultimately Eaton's department store, which was the base camp of our nonchalant weekend trolling expeditions for female attention.

Sadly, these young ladies were not gathered there for us that S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y. We discovered within moments that The Bay City Rollers were in town for a concert that NIGHT(!), as one mop-topped head popped out of the front door of the hotel. In my life to date, I have never seen a man move so fast as that guy, as the tide of girls rushed to get closer.

That, my friends, is my own (brief) brush with musical history.

Chow for now!!

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