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Bob Nolan’s Inspiration

Hatfield Point Funeral Brings Back Memories of Bob Nolan

I had expected more Southern New Brunswick country music entertainers to attend a funeral in Hatfield Point two Saturdays ago.

The name in the obituaries that week filled me with a sense of deja vu: Robert Nobles, his place of birth, Hatfield Point. According to a brief bio, although born at the point his family had moved with him to Massachusetts when he was four. He was 89 when he died in Holliston, MA on Oct. 14 making the year of his leaving N.B. 1921. Another Robert Nobles, a cousin it was explained to me, had lived with his grandparents at Hatfield Point from the time he was three until he was 12. The Point’s Baptist Church from which the service was held overlooks the beautiful Belleisle from a high hill,

This Bob Nobles with a brother younger brother Earle had left there a year earlier in1920, to live with an aunt near Boston in that same state. Joining their father in Arizona a years later they found their family name had been legally changed to Nolan. Bob claimed his father had it done because Nolan sounded more ‘western’. That Robert Nolan would grow up to become a founding member of the Pioneer Trio, later the Sons Of The Pioneers. The other two singer songwriters were Tim Spencer and Leonard Slye, a name Hollywood studios signing him would change to Dick Weston, then Roy Rogers.

Bob Nolan would eventually become internationally famous for penning such western classics as Tumbling Tumbleweeds, Cool Water, Touch of God’s Hand along with scores of others including two of my all-time favourites: Song Of The Bandit and Echoes From The Hills. Many of the songs would be used in the 79 movies in which he and the Sons of The Pioneers would back western action stars of the 1930’s to 1950’s: stars of the calibre of Charles Starrett, Ken Maynard, Gene Autry, Dick Forin and, of course, Roy Rogers.

A study two decades ago published a statement that Cool Water at that time had been recorded by more different groups and solo artists than any other song. Those included blues artists, rock ‘n roll bands, jazz ensembles and choral groups. In a letter to an aunt in Hatfield Point Bob wrote that when he composed that song he was thinking of the cold, cl;ear spring on his grandparent’s farm. What a claim to fame for this province! But, as so often, we waited to milk the fame of it.

In the 1980’s when our provincial parliament was planning a Come Home To NB Year I suggested Bob’s wife, his brother and daughter: some of our most famous ex-patriots were being invited, all expenses paid. I was assured they would given a priority and lent them biographies, newspaper and magazine articles I’d collected. Bob had died on June 16, 1980. They assured me they would be returned. When I checked two months later I was told they hadn’t been able to locate even one of the three. With just six phone calls in 24 hours I had located and talked with all three. When I called the Come Home Committee spokesperson I was told it was too late, all funds had been allocated. Although I made requests I never saw my loaned items again.

Every country music history book written until a half decade ago, listed Bob as born in New Brunswick and Roy Rogers on his weekly TV show often said Bob had been born just a few miles from Saint John New Brunswick, Canada. When I asked his brother Earle if he was sure they had been born at Hatfield Point he said he was sure he had been but on a visit to the Point in 1938 he’d heard a suggestion that Bob might have been born somewhere else. Winnipeg perhaps. Bob, however, when he’d asked him, said he’d no recollection of living anywhere in Canada but Hatfield Point.

An Elizabeth MacDonald in BC, engaged by the University of North Carolina to collect details of Bob Nolan’s life and to assemble all the songs written by him, in talking with relatives was told of the rumour. Regretfully I mentioned Winnipeg when she asked me. She then hired a professional researcher who found Bob’s birth certificate dated April 8, 1908, Winnipeg. He’d always thought he’d been born on April Fools’ Day. When Bob was elected to the International Songwriter’s Hall of Fame a half decade ago the mayor of Winnipeg and assorted Manitoba dignitaries were there to take bows. New Brunswick was never mentioned.

The Bob Nobles buried in the Point’s Bayview Cemetery on Oct 23, had led a very interesting life, as well. He returned every summer with his parents to holiday at the Point and continued that ritual with his own family. His wife, Lillian J. (McKellar) whom he married in Scotland during the Second World War, in 2006, was buried in the same family plot. A Rev. Boyd who had been pastor of Hatfield Baptist for a dozen years in a eulogy, spoke of Bob’s interesting military career. He had, in one phase of it, manned a listening station in Scotland, part of a code breaking team monitoring German U-Boat radio trans missions. When discovered he was Canadian born, however, he was immediately replaced. Evidently it was thought Canada harboured terrorists even then!

Most of his family had made the trip up. It was one of the warmest, most family oriented funerals I’ve ever attended. And there was lots of talk about the other Robert ‘Bob Nolan’ Nobles, as well.

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Utah Phillip Tribute CD up for Grammys

UTAH PHILLIPS 2-CD TRIBUTE SET A TREASURE TROVE

Ani de Franco and Utah Phillips

Yuri Gagarin, Oh Yuri Gagarin/ He rode into the sky/

On a pillar of fire/And he gave us his name/

In a story that will never die/ This young Russia pilot/

Who did what no man had done.

Can you imagine any US songwriter being brave enough to write and record a song like that as the States was just emerging from the dark shadow of McCarthyism? The 1950’s inquisition into perceived un-American activities that had driven such entertainment immortals as Paul Robeson and Charlie Chaplin from it’s shores.

Well, Utah Phillips, who left this world greatly bereft in his 73rd year, on May 23, 2008 did! Bruce, his given name, has been a music hero of mine since the day in the mid 1960’s I discovered his Prestige International lp with that song on it. A hero, not only for that song, but for all the beautifully poetic songs he composed, as well as courageous ones he continued to write, since that first album, right up until his death.

Somewhat as a balm for the grief of his passing, Canada Post left me a Righteous Babe Records treasure trove in our mail box the first week of January: a belated Christmas present arranged  by my wife, Carol.

It’s a 2 CD Tribute To Utah Phillips entitled Singing Through The Hard Times that embodies 39 songs, 29 of them written by Utah. Of the other ten, one is a rare Robert Service gem,Michael,I’d never heard or even read before, three are traditional songs and six were written by singer/songwriters with close ties to Utah. This, to my ear, incomparable set is the best of the five nominees in the Best Traditional Folk Album category for a Grammy at the 2010 Awards being telecast by CBS on January 31.

cover of Tribute albumfirst Utah long play

The Prestige International disc Nobody Knows Me was recorded when he was calling himself  U. Utah Phillips because as he told me once “Back in those days I was a country and western singer and there was this guy recording in   Nashville, T. Texas Tyler, so I thought, since I was living in Salt Lake City again, after a three-year army hitch in Korea, I’d call myself U.Utah Phillips. Why not?”

Nobody Knows Me is an album of 16 songs so rare it’s not even listed in his Wikipedia bio. I have a copy autographed by Utah at our first meeting, a concert of his in Portland, Maine over 20 years ago.

I was with Kendall Morse, a gifted Maine folk singer and story-teller, at that concert. He, his wife Jacqui and Dan Schatz are the producers of this monumental 2-CD set. And those three are among the 38 fabled folk singers, instrumentalists and groups featured, one selection each, on the two CD set. Some like Kendall are among those that have come up to regular summer weekend folk gatherings in NB for three decades.

On this set Kendall sings one of the more poignantly beautiful songs Utah wrote, Phoebe Snow; his wife Jacqui The Miner’s Lullaby; Gordon Bok the classic Goodnight Loving Trail; Kat Logan, who beguiled breakfasters at an impromptu Kingston FarmeKendall Morse, Maine singer/storytellerrs Market concert four Augusts ago, his exquisite Faded Roses of December; Will Brown, Cindy Kallet and Grey Larsen render Going Away; Ed Trickett (part of a trio with Ann Mayo Muir and Gordon Bok for 30 years) sings The Telling Takes Me Home; the beautiful voice of Lisa Null is heard on All About Preachers and Caroline Paton’s (she with husband Sandy founded Folk Legacy Records) interprets the song , Singing In The Country, that Utah’s family and friends sang as he was lowered into his Nevada City, California grave, May 29, 2008; Harry Tufts sings the haunting She’ll Never Be Mine.

Utah Phillips was a long time member of the Industrial Workers Of The World (IWW or Wobblies). A spiritual heir of Woody Guthrie and Joe Hill. He wrote, along with his much loved eloquent anthems and ballads, such incendiary broadsides as All Used Up sung on this tribute set by another of my favourites, John McCutcheon who, himself, wrote the unforgetable masterpiece Christmas In The Trenches. John’s oft-times touring companion, Si Kahn sings John Brill’s Dump The Bosses Off Our Backs.

The most incredible paring on this unbelievable set of recordings is Emmylou Harris, one of Nashville’s most honoured singers joining her voice with the Irish Republic’s most celebrated traditional and contemporary song interpreter Mary Black, in a ethereal rendition of Utah’s Green Rolling Hills of West Virginia. In Ireland, Black has been officially proclaimed one of the most important vocalists of her generation.

Saul Broudy sings Utah’s classic, oft recorded Starlight On The Rails; Larry Penn sings T-Bone Slim’s The Popular Wobbly; Utah’s Room For The Poor is sung by Cathy Fink (who with Canadian Duck Donald was once a headliner act on the international bluegrass circuit); a traditional ballad, Ruben’s Train, is sung by Kristin Morris, Sparky and Rhonda Rucker and East Rattler perform Utah’s Patty Come Back; Faith Petric, a wonderful oldtime songstress sings her friend Utah’s If I Could Be The Rain; Dan Schatz sings Utah’s oft recorded Queen Of The Rails; Judy Cook, his inspiring Kid’s Deliberation and Pete Seeger a song of his Utah was fond of, Or Else! (One Of These Days); a close friend of Utah’s for over 50 years Rosalie Sorrels, a prolific recording artist, sings his The Soldiers Return, a song inspired by seeing Panmonjan, Korea, in ruins.

Folk music icon Tom Paxton sings Utah’s very moving I Remember Loving You (Back When The World Was New); Elizabeth LaPrelle sings Jessie’s Corrido, a song Utah wrote with Sorrels; old-time folk legend Dakota Dave Hull sings Utah’s Old Buddy, Goodnight; Bruce Brackney Utah’s Hood River, Roll On; Mick Lane a traditional ballad, Halleleujah! I’m A Bum,; Ani DiFranco, who became a collaborator of Utah’s in the last decade and a half of his life (she’s appearing at The Playhouse in Fredericton next Wednesday) leads a quartet of musicians in The Internationale; Jay Peterson performs Utah’s Daddy What’s A Train?, Ottawa folk act The Finest Kind led by Ian Robb interprets He Comes Like The Rain; Mark Ross sings Utah’s Look For Me In Bute; Jean Ritchie sings Old George’s Square, a song Utah identified with: he was one of 19 in his Korean unit who received Dear John Letters; Emma’s Revolution sings Utah’s Hymn Song; and another whose records I treasure, Art Thieme, sings The Hobo’s Last Ride; Taylor Whiteside sings Rock, Salt and Nails. And just about everyone on the two disc set join in on the title song, Singing Through The Hard Times, it’s biggest production number,

The song that most intrigued me, however, is one I hadn’t heard before, Larimer Street, written by Utah, sung by Rik Palieri, just the right voice to interpret the sardonic humour of a wrecking ball clearing away the dwellings of the poor to create yet another parking lot and demolishing a betting parlour, so as to put up a stock market investment facility.

All profits from this 2-CD set, originally intended as a fund-raiser to help Utah with mounting medical bills will now go to his family. And, if you are a lover of real folk music this absolutely essential 2 CD set, A Tribute To Utah Phillips, is available by visiting www.rightousbabe.com

Jacqui Morse and Dan Schatz
2010 Producers of "Singing Through The Hard Times" CD

TWO MEETINGS WITH UTAH

The evening in Portland that I first met Utah, I’d arrived just at concert time so I was making my way to a washroom at intermission when I passed Utah in conversation with a fan. I heard him say  “I’m looking for the words to a song Wilf Carter wrote “I Bought A Rock For A Rocky Mountain Girl”. I stopped and said, “Wilf didn’t write it,  Red River Dave McInery did. He was a friend of Wilf’s in the 30’s in New York. Dave didn’t have a record contract at the time so he let Wilf record it.” On the way back they were still conversing and Utah said “Another song I’m looking for is The Hobo’s Lullabye that Wilf Carter wrote.” I stopped and said “No, Wilf didn’t write that one either, Gobel Reeves did.” Utah said, “Who the hell are you anyway?” I told him I was a record collector from New Brunswick.

Seven years later Utah was appearing at the Left Bank Cafe in Blue Hill, Maine, so Carol and I went down to hear him. He was sitting across the room from us, I noticed, with another couple, as we were being seated. We had just picked up our menus when Carol said, “He’s coming over.” I looked up as he stopped by our table, “You’re that record collector from New Brunswick, I was hoping I’d find you again someday,” he said. It was more of a statement than a question. What a memory he had for faces! In conversations with him then, at intermission and afterwards I agreed to put all of Wilf Carter’s and Gobel Reeves’ hobo songs on tape for him. I did and he sent me back two of his albums, Legends of Folk and The Moscow Hold I didn’t have.

Sometime toward the end of the past millennium I had a letter from Red House Records saying that one of their roster, Utah Phillips was appearing in concert at a college on the Maine coast, could I give it some publicity in NB? Well, I phoned the college intending to reserve tickets, as well as inquire about details, but they had no notice of such a concert. I phoned his home in California: “He’s on the east coast,” his wife said, “but I don’t know where all he has concerts booked.” I phoned Red House and was told, “He’s supposed to be there on such and such a date.” I phoned the college back and asked for someone in administration. “Oh, yes,” I was informed this time, “He’s here then but it isn’t a concert. He’s addressing our graduating class. Utah’s our convocation speaker. ”

So the opportunity to talk with Utah again, my last opportunity as it has turned out, went down the tubes. No one will ever hear that eloquent voice again…except on recordings, of course.photo of Utah performing

Kendall holding the medal at the 10  Ro0ckland Rinktum
Kendall Morse

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John Murphy, arts community losses

IN MEMORIAM…AMONG THOSE WHO LEFT US IN 2009

Looking back at the year 2009, it seems New Brunswick, the southern half particular, was more bereaved by deaths in our musical community than in most recent years. Among those were:

John with Anna singing at home in Hampton

JOHN DOUGLAS JAMES MURPHY

In September 1975, John Murphy who had immigrated from England a year before, with his wife Pip (Susan), visited The Telegraph-Journal offices. He had just accepted a position as an art teacher in the Saint John area. He wanted to insert a notice of a meeting to form a folk club, such as he’d belonged to in London.

John, as it turned out played guitar and button accordion and had a very distinctive voice. Along with others who had a love of folk music I became a regular. At first it was sing a-rounds but in a few months John decided some were gifted enough to stage concerts. Admission monies raised were pooled, used later to book local name artists for special concerts, Ned Landry, Lutia and Paul Lauzon, Jim Clark and others were early featured stars.These were successful enough that in a couple of years the club was booking such famous acts as Ladies Choice Bluegrass, Stan Rogers, the National String Band, even international acts like Gordon Bok.

Bok, a Camden, Maine, musician and singer was Folk Legacy Records mainstay with over a dozen albums released in the US. A twice yearly link-up was forged between his close-knit group of Belfast to Rockland, Maine performers and our Saint John Folk Club. Out of our club a quartet, Hal an Tow emerged that became the trio of John, Bernie Houlihan and Jim Stewart. They won acclaim here and abroad with a recording, the Marco Polo Suite, for which Jim wrote the score and lyrics. The trio, also, appeared on The National Film Board’s Marco Polo: The Queen of The Seas

Another trio to emerge from our ranks was Dawg’s Breakfast (a.k.a. Exploding Do-Nuts)…Stan Carew, Costas Halavracos and Bill Preeper…all CBC Radio staffers. Preeper and Steve Sellars, a duo, were featured on an ATV New Faces episode, as were Valerie MacDonald, who staged monthly Hampton coffee-houses, and Debbie Harrity. Another trio, Windjammer…Paul McCavour, Kevin Daye and Gayle Vincent (Katie Daye when Gayle dropped out,)…emerged and a Fredericton folk club was a spin-off.

In the mid-1980’s the Saint John Folk Club ceased to exist but remnants continued to interact with the Maine folk-scene.

John Murphy became active in school mural art projects and in school musicals. He also appeared in various local stage productions, involved himself with various local fund-raisers, became active with Amnesty International, visited Africa and helped bring about Hampton’s partnership with the Swaziland community of Piggs Peak.

He died very unexpectedly while driving into Saint John Regional Hospital in mid-September. Those of us who attended a three-day music gathering at his home only weeks before, received the news with utter disbelief. To all appearances John had been his usual imperturbable self, He is already sadly missed not only in Hampton, his home for over 30 years, but beyond. Many from Maine and England attended his Sept. 21 funeral.

A colourful and remarkably detailed mural entitled Article 26: The Right To Education, unveiled Dec 10, 2009 on the Hampton High School exterior has John’s picture at the top with other NB human right luminaries, symbols and visages, depicted across its wide expanse.

JOHN ‘EARL’ MCGINNIS

Canada Day 2009 brought sad news: John, known to most as Earl, McGinnis had died the day before at home in Norton. He was 89 but was one of those people who seem eternal. For over 30 years Earl coached the Norton Kings hockey team and was a die-hard Montreal Canadiens fan. Many of us, however, loved him for his vast repertoire of old Irish ballads, a treasure shared with his brother Willie who predeceased him. Together and individually they were hits at early variety shows in Norton, Hampton and Sussex. Austin, one of his sons, has led a country music dance band in that area for many years. Earl and his wife of 63 years, Beatrice, had two sons and three daughters. Austin’s son Darren, one of Earl’s 12 grandchildren, is now a rising young Canadian country singer with a manager and booker. In recent years Earl frequently joined Austin and Darren to perform on country shows as Three Generations of McGinnises. But for a few of us our most cherished memories of Earl were of him singing The Croppy Boy and other Irish songs at Randy Vail’s maple sugar, pancake nights on Bull Moose Hill. Although his passing left a gap Earl will live on in the memories of all who knew him.

HELEN GRACE SMITH

Another major loss occurred Aug.31 with Helen Smith’s death. She was 88, a petite woman but full of energy and spirit who once at 16, while still with chicken pox, walked five miles across Kennebecasis River ice, Summerville to Drury Cove, to play with Don Messer at a 1937 Saint John concert. Although only four-foot six, never more than 70 pounds and a widow, she had lived in her own Long Reach, Kingston Peninsula home until a week before her death when she moved to Kings Way Care Centre, Quispamsis. Friends described her as ‘comical, the life of the party and someone drawn to music like a magnet.’ She played ukelele first then guitar. Later she studied fiddle with Winston Crawford and was a member of the Maritime Fiddle Association. Her son Fraser, a singing guitarist and daughter Sylvia Campbell, a yodeling singer, who plays guitar and fiddle, organize the Long Reach Kitchen Party concerts. Helen performed on one just before moving to Kings Way. It was the second 2009 Smith family tragedy: Fraser’s son, Evan, 23, died in a snowmobile accident Feb.28.

ALLIE B. PRATT

Allie Pratt, is another that is impossible to imagine gone, even though she was 84, I had talked with her at a Tom Connors concert just weeks before her death Oct.1. She had invited Carol and I to her next Allie Oop music weekend, a gathering of musicians and fans at her home in Lower Greenwich. They were events that often saw over 300 show up to camp and enjoy barbeques, meals and music. Allie played several instruments and only two weeks before had received a standing ovation at the Grand Bay KBM. She was a CWAC staff car driver in WW 2. At the time of her 1972 retirement she had served 38 years as operator/supervisor with NBTel. I met Allie at the early Valley Jamborees which she often video-taped. We had been her guests at dinner theatres and restaurants

ROBERT ‘BOB’ CRAWFORD

Well-known, multi-instrumentalist, Bob Crawford, passed away at his Sussex home on Dec.22 with his wife Helen, sons Shaun and Christopher, brothers Winston, Frank and Richard there to mourn. I first met Bob at a Saint John fiddling competition: he was his brother Winston’s guitar accompanist a role he reprised just months later when Winston won a Maritime Fiddling Championship in Dartmouth. A bout with polio when he was four resulted in Bob walking with a limp but he never let it slow him down. He was energetic and resourceful in both his daytime employments and the music which fueled his zest for life. Bob enjoyed playing with numerous musical friends in duos, trios or multiple bands but especially as part of the Crawford Brothers & Friends and with his sons. Over the years he taught many to various instruments. He was just 61 when he died, after a six month battle with cancer.

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Aubrey Hanson Made His Dreams Come True!

Aubrey Hanson being honoured posthumously

“If you don’t have a dream how you
gonna have a dream come true?”

I’ll never forget Aubrey Hanson’s resolute face in the dashboard lights, a half dozen years ago, as he piloted his white Cadillac up one country road and down another searching for the wonderful B&B which was our lodging for the weekend.

We were lost somewhere between Wolfville, Kentville and Canning, Nova Scotia, after a Wilf Carter Tribute Night … Aubrey had been a featured entertainer at the Wilf Carter Tribute in Canning, and he wasn’t slowing down even to read what few highway signs there were, determined to find it by sheer will-power alone! And, after an hour and a half, we did!

The crowd, wild about Aubrey’s singing, playing and tales of touring with Wilf had brought him back for several encores. On our arrival at Newcomb House, the night before, Aubrey, when asked, had put on a parlour concert for a Carolina couple and other guests whom, I know, will remember the warmth with which he imbued their requests, mostly old favourites, for a lifetime.

Two years ago we were invited to return for Canning’s Wilf Carter Library Room opening but two days before leaving Aubrey phoned. “I’m in hospital again” he said.. You’ll have to go alone.” I did but even with nine other terrific acts Aubrey’s absence robbed that night of a certain warmth and magic.

That’s the same Aubrey Hanson being honoured posthumously at Harbourview High, Saint John, Saturday, Oct.18 , 1993 at the 20 th Annual NB Country Music Hall of Fame Induction Banquet & Ceremonies, an institution he forged almost single-handedly.

It was with sheer will and determination that he made this great dream come true. And the last 21 years of Aubrey’s life were spent nurturing that reality, fighting for it’s life while he fought for his own against untreatable heart deterioration and other very painful ailments, yet, somehow, as well, found time to keep a major segment of the Fredericton music scene vibrant.

The first 50 years of Aubrey’s all too short life were just as packed with achievements. In fact he was only a few months old when he made his first headlines. His mother entered him in the 1930 Baby Beautiful Contest at the Fredericton Exhibition and, hard as it is for anyone believe, who knew Aubrey as a burly red-headed adult, that he won!

“So, you see, Aubrey started out immediately in life gathering glory,” his wife Faye said, shortly after his death June 18, 2002. “And, of course, born wanting to entertain he got at it as soon as he could. He was very tenacious when he made up his mind.”

Aubrey once told me he couldn’t remember a time that melodies weren’t running through his mind and, after infancy, lyrics. He taught himself to play harmonica before starting grade school and would always tuck a couple of them in his pockets when leaving for classes. One day he was asked by a couple of teachers to play a few tunes for them and their applause, hooked him for life.

“I can’t ever, even back then, remember feeling nervous before an audience” he said.

Wilf Carter who broadcast over the entire 250 stations of the CBS Radio Network continent-wide daily soon become his idol and became addicted to singing cowboy movies. Moved by these influences Aubrey taught himself to play guitar and eventually banjo. He, later, played drums for a Fredericton pipe-band.

While today’s country is a mix of rock, honky-tonk and what we used to call pop, what Aubrey performed always remained ‘country and western’ and that was what those attending his concerts, listening to him on radio and buying his records preferred, as well.

He gave his first public appearance during the Second World War, at age 12 on a show for servicemen. He also, treasured memories of visiting singing stars … he believed Hank Snow was one of them … coming to the Hanson farm because his father kept saddle horses and they wanted pictures taken on horse back for posters and song books. He also witnessed the last Fredericton stampede when box car loads of half broken western horses broke out of stock pens and ran wild through city streets.

“At school I wasn’t a good student, however,”Aubrey admitted, “couldn’t concentrate on blackboards. My mind was always too full of songs I was learning.”

Shortly, after he began to appear on concerts and minstrel shows he quit school to to work at the Hartt Shoe factory.

He did however, keep in touch with three musical friends at George Street High and when he got a call one day to join them in the gym after school to discuss forming a band, while practicing a few tunes, he took time off to go.

“The gym was full of kids,” Aubrey said,” and they began stomping their feet, as soon as we started playing. It wasn’t long before the principal stormed in breathing fire. He yanked the stage curtain down and yelled: ‘We don’t want that damn country music played in this school!’”

Well, that ended band practices in the gym but it didn’t deter Aubrey: the band were soon playing teen dances, socials. He bought his first car when he was 14.

“A week later we drove to Perth Andover and played an adult dance” Aubrey said.

After that, winter, fall, spring and summer they hardly were ever without a weekend booking

“But Aub never once considered leaving NB” his wife said, “Nashville, bright lights never appealed to him. He loved Fredericton, was happy to live here and always had a day job.”

“He worked at Hartt’s until his brother asked him to come work at a trucking business he was starting. When it was sold years later Aub became a provincial government employee and stayed with them until he retired.”

Aubrey’s radio career began in the 50’s when Burt Craigen offered him four dollars a night to perform live on CFNB. When Bart left the station in 1959 Aubrey worked a deal with station manager Jack Fenety to do an early Saturday morning broadcast which he did weekly for over 30 years until CFNB went ‘off air.’

Aubrey then moved his show to KHJ, later to CBC Radio. After that he did a show, Aubrey’s Picks’ on KHJ while doing a cable TV show as well.

During the 50’s through 70’s Aubrey was signed by three major labels and had single recordings released but his only lp, during that period, was distributed only in Europe where occupation forces radio had made ‘older country’ extremely popular.

Although I had known of Aubrey since the 50’s I didn’t actually meet him until I wrote an article on him and his Country Ramblers for a Sussex Fair section in the early 70’s. He had just done a Maritime Tour with his idol Wilf Carter and was estatic. What a great thrill it had been spending days as they travelled talking with Wilf.. They’d played Canning, in the area in which was Wilf’s home for four boyhood years. That’s why Aubrey and I were so warmly welcomed over 20 years later.

One of my funniest recollections of Aubrey happened in early spring 1982. He was recording his first independent album for Maritime distribution at Prime Time Studios near Sussex and I dropped in. At the time Gary Morris, the sound engineer, was balancing on top of a step ladder while Aubrey and his son Lloyd, layt side by side on their backs on a white carpet. He was trying to pose them so it would appear they were standing against a white wall for the disc’s cover. Impossible to do as it turned out.

Aubrey later recorded three cassette albums at his son Lloyd’s Reel North studio: Back To Basics, AUBservations, Memories, also a terrific 27-track CD album entitled AUBviously. Several songs he wrote and included on them attested to his great love of NB: City Of Fredericton March, New Brunswick’s The Province For Me, McEvoy Street Uprising, Road To Boistown, his CFNB Radio theme, Elm City Breakdown , many others.

In the fall of 1982 Aubrey and I were interviewed together in Oromocto for Camp Gagetown radio. Afterwards we went for coffee and he told me about his dream.

He was worried about the great NB entertainers he’d known, all of them aging, many already dead. Without some documentation how would they be remembered? He had toyed with the idea of starting a NB Country Music Hall of Fame. If he should go ahead with it would I help publicize it. I was the only one in the province at the time writing about local traditional folk and country artists. I told him I’d do all I could to help him succeed.

Well, others had talked abo ut it over the years and Aubrey had health problems even then,and he wasn’t someone able to risk a lot financially. But I didn’t realize then how tenacious and dedicated he could be!

Early in 1983 he called. “I’m going to do it!” he exclaimed. “Everything’s falling into place. Ed McCoy at the Sportsman’s Club is a friend and I’ve got it booked. Premier Hatfield is a country music fan and he’s agreed to help with whatever he can. Harvey Studios will supply frames. Balf Bailey, my drummer, will do the calligraphy. Ken Boyle will donate the printing: tickets, place mats, certificates. Jim Morrison who’s editor of the Hartford paper … he was editor at The Telegraph-Journal and Atlantic Advocate … will also help publicize it. Can I still count on you?”

“Of course,” I told him. And our association over the next 19 years became close. In the Hall of Fame’s early years I came to regard Richard Hatfield highly, also. He attended all our banquets during his years in office and helped in every way he could. When politics reign in Fredericton changed, however, that support quickly diminished and Aubrey’s health continued to worsen.

Finally in 1995, after a financial loss the year before, Aubrey’s health was at such a low ebb no Inductions were held. To raise the Hall’s image Aubrey had moved it to the Lord Beaverbrook Hotel then to the Sheraton Inn and the expense of it had, of course, risen.

A meeting that year of concerned members decided it was time to rotate venues with others providing the financial backing as Charlie Russell had done when he held the 1989 inductions in Woodstock. Since then Gary Morris, Sussex; Ivan Hicks, Riverview; a Bathurst committee; the Miramichi’s Susan Butler; Vance Patterson, Saint John; for a second time have hosted events twice and Mavis O’Donnell and this year Frank Hartt. The New Brunswick Country Music Hall of Fame is now governed by a committee put in place with Ivan Hicks, chair; Vivian Hicks, secretary treasurer; and Faye Hanson, honourary chair.

Aubrey’s advice was often sought in how to set up the legalities of similar tribute halls. In fact the Canadian Country Music Hall of Fame founder, Gary Buck, made many calls to both Aubrey and myself in the months leading to its establishment. Aubrey was also advisor to the NS Hall Of Fame and Minto Wall Of Fame. .

My wife Carol and I were driving into Fredericton after attending the funeral of Hall of Famer, Erdie Phillips in Minto on June 18, 2002 when news of Aubrey’s death came over the radio. It felt like a lightning bolt had struck. He’d phoned Friday full of plans for his annual Officer’s Square show, was lining up acts for the River Jubilee and United Way events, but he said “I have to go in for another operation Monday.” I called his son Lloyd that morning before leaving for Minto and it seemed the operation had gone well. The radio announcement therefore was a great shock.

Besides Lloyd, his wife Faye, and another son, Loren, who although not part of the music scene, was a great source of pride for Aubrey.

I understand the Harbourview High tickets to the Aubrey’s dream on October18, Reception, Banquet and Inductions are sold out but there are still tickets available for the concert which will feature this year’s inductees, Gordon Stillwell, Francis and David Gogan plus many of the past inductees