The Ugly Ducklings are huge in my Toronto Sound memories. They sounded like they took all the great qualities of the British Invasion Sound, mixed them into a blender with ice, poured and played. All of a sudden, it was old but new, British but Canadian, London but most of all, TORONTO!
I loved how Gaslight was quite sophisticated lyrically and form-wise including a polished arrangement/score with strings and horns. This was a serious effort, different from their other tunes. It contained all their raw bad-boy qualities but ran rather deep; it was poignant. For example:
I’m walkin’ around talkin’ to myself.
I don’t know where I’m at, half the time.
I look at her picture, I see her face,
I think of what she is, and I start cryin’… Gaslight!
I played this song a lot as a kid. It holds very special memories for me every time I hear it. Being a sucker for strings, I still get chill when we hit the second verse; check out when those strings come in. Click back with me to the summer of 1967 and dig on Gaslight performed by some of the baddest boys of the Toronto Sound…
Personnel as determined: Dave Bingham lead vocals, harmonica; Glynn Bell rhythm guitar; Roger Mayne lead guitar; John Read bass; Robin Boers drums.
*I have absorbed, inhaled and envisioned every note of this music; this music which has allowed my musical candle to burn incessantly for decades; a musical candle causing a burn that feels so GOOD; a hurt allowing me to create until I can’t. I gratefully acknowledge my Canadiana musical roots with this blog.