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Gordon Lightfoot from 1998

Nick Krewen The Hamilton Spectator   NEED TO KNOW: GORDON LIGHTFOOT at Hamilton Place, Sunday,  November 10 (1998) at 8:00 p.m. Tickets are $32, $29 and $26 and available at the Hamilton Place and Copps Coliseum box offices, or by calling TicketMaster at 645-5000   When Gordon Lightfoot performs at Hamilton Place this Sunday, it will eerily coincide with one of the great disasters in Canadian history. November 10, 1975,…


Willie Nelson Fears for Farm Aid Future

Exclusive!!! Nick Krewen September 29, 2008 Even though he’s raised over $14 million to help the plight of the American farmer with his annual Farm Aid concerts, country music legend Willie Nelson fears his efforts may be futile. “I think it’s a losing battle,” says Nelson, who headlines Farm Aid ’98 with co-founders Neil Young and John Mellencamp this Saturday (October 3) at the New World Music Theatre at Tinley…


Nashville Pussy Gets Politically Correct….Not!

PUBLISHED IN THE KITCHENER-WATERLOO RECORD, AUGUST 09, 1998 By Nick Krewen Ready for some raunch and roll? Think bands are too politically correct? Then check out Nashville Pussy, the fearless foursome from Lexington, Kentucky who have been setting stages ablaze with their no-holds-barred approach to punk ‘n roll. They’re a 90’s band with ’70s values. “It’s never a dull moment. Never,” assures Corey Parks, the gorgeous, 6’3 fire-breathing North Carolinan…


Rufus Wainwright – Flamboyant Performer Keeps Up the Family Tradition

Versions of this article ran in Southam newspapers after May 13, including the Hamilton Spectator Nick Krewen If your parents were a pair of famous folk icons, you might just be a little intimidated about embarking on your own recording career. Not Rufus Wainwright. Already hailed by hip lifestyle magazine Details as “one to watch in ’98,” the Montreal-born piano-playing son of Kate McGarrigle and Loudon Wainwright III (remember “Dead…


Shania Tours!

AS PUBLISHED IN KNIX MAGAZINE, PHOENIX, ARIZONA,  MARCH 1998   By Nick Krewen   The lights dim. The crowd erupts in screams and whistles. And from somewhere within the bowels of a small, sweltering hockey arena in Northern Ontario, concealed by the twilight of promise, hope and anticipation, a sweetly familiar voice asks a big sultry question: “Are you ready for me, Sudbury?” The crowd is confused at first, as…