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Metallica: Blood, Sweat and Beers

NEED TO KNOW: METALLICA, with Corrosion Of Conformity at Copps Coliseum on Tuesday, February 25. 7:00 p.m. Remaining tickets are $32.50 and available at the Copps Coliseum and Hamilton Place box offices, or by calling TicketMaster at 645-5000.   NICK KREWEN Hamilton Spectator February 20, 1996 There was a scene at last month’s American Music Awards ceremony almost bizarre enough to resurrect Rod Serling‘s decaying corpse. During this Twilight Zone…


Bryan Adams: 15-Year Love Affair

This expanded version was to have been published by Toronto on-line magazine Magnet, which sadly folded after one issue.     BRYAN ADAMS: 15-YEAR LOVE AFFAIR   NICK KREWEN   Before we get started, there are four things you should know about Canadian rock superstar Bryan Adams. First, he’s a strict vegetarian. “Eight years!” shouts Adams, as his voice voraciously leaps off the long-distance line from his home in London,…


Garth Brooks: The Next Bill Clinton?

Versions of this article appeared in The Hamilton Spectator and Country Weekly. but this particular feature was written for Toronto on-line magazine Magnet in 1995, which lasted only one issue.       by Nick Krewen   Ladies and gentlemen, may I present the future President of the United States Of America….Garth Brooks. Okay, I’m joking. Garth Brooks hasn’t declared his candidacy, nor did he mention any political aspirations whatsoever…


John Hiatt: Walking The Streets Of Humanity

This feature appeared in the late, lamented on-line magazine MAGNET     JOHN HIATT: Walking The Streets Of Humanity   BY NICK KREWEN   At an age where some people stop cold in their tracks, take a deep breath and reassess their lives, John Hiatt is just coming into his prime. There’s not a drop of mid-life crisis in his veins. “I really like what I’m doing, ” announces the…


Joe Jackson – The Glare accompanying Night Music

PUBLISHED IN THE HAMILTON SPECTATOR ON THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 10, 1995   NICK KREWEN Hamilton Spectator November 10, 1995   The Glare. It’s the first thing you notice about Joe Jackson when you enter the room: his face is expressionless, and his eyes practically protrude from their sockets as they settle on you for the first time. Unsettling? Yes — especially in light of Jackson’s reported wariness of journalists, a career-long…