"I'm Excited To Be In The Presence Of So Many Canadians"

The Tragically Hip are a Canadian band. They've been around for over twenty years and are often called Canada's biggest rock band. However, their impact in the U.S. of A. is limited. This Tuesday's show was the first time I had a chance to see the Hip. I don't know why, but the Hip just aren't that popular here. Whereas they sell out arenas in the Great White North, I was able to see them in a relatively cozy venue - the Barrymore Theater. I wrangled Mary into coming because she had told me at New Years that she'd seen the Hip, and she didn't like them at all. I was incapable of comprehending this, so I insisted she come along. I even loaned her my entire Hip catalogue, including the new World Container.
Prior to the show I extended my proselytization to include fish tacos along with Canadian rock. Just down the road from the Barrymore is Tex Tubb's Taco Palace, which has quickly become E Eugene's and my favorite venue on the near East Side. My claims to the deliciousness of the blacked tilapia tacos was met, as always, with scepticism. Much like the Tragically Hip, I just can't seem to convince my friends of how good these are. Regardless, the non-aquatic tacos at Tex Tubb's stand on their own merits - I ordered one shredded beef along with my two tilapia tacos. Coupled with a Negro Modelo, it was the perfect start to the evening.


We went down to the front for the Tragically Hip. As Mary and I stood in the crowd that was beginning to matriculate to the front of the stage, she told me that the reason she didn't like the Hip before was due to the stage antics of the lead singer, Gordon Downie. Because of this, she tried to stake out a spot behind a tall man, so she wouldn't have to see Downie that much. I find this strange, but I also focus more on the sound rather than the looks of the band. However, I do recall seeing a few acts where I was put off by the actions or movements of the performer. This tends to come into play when one is unsold or indifferent to a band. Having never seen the Hip live before, I knew nothing about this.

As the show started early, so did it end. The band played their encore and the lights came on a little after ten. To tell the truth, I was somewhat relieved. After all, I did have to work the next morning. Having seen the Tragically Hip, I can now say that I'm even more a fan. I can see Mary's qualms with the prancing about by Downie on stage, but it's nothing that I haven't seen before. It's even tame compared to Th' Legendary Shackshakers. And although I didn't have Mary raving about the Hip afterwards, she did ask to hang onto my four albums a bit more, so as to give them another listen. That's how it starts.

If I had to come up any regrets, I would say there were a good number of songs that I would have liked to hear. The Hip didn't play anything off of In Between Evolution, which is my favorite of the albums that I own. Also, at the merch table there was a sweet Tragically Hip hockey jersey that I wanted so much. The price was well beyond my wallet's capacity. Maybe they didn't adjust the prices to U.S. dollars. Regardless, it was a great time. I hope that they make the trip down again soon.
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