Goodbye, Gord!

When I was a kid, I had the same teacher for grades 4 and 5.  Her name was Mrs Davidson, but we weren’t related.  She was always on a rant about shopping Canadian, watching Canadian TV shows, stuff like that.  She hated how Canadians always seemed to measure their success by how they made out in the USA.  We had a national inferiority complex where we would always need to succeed somewhere else to be any good.  She never got too crazy because we were just kids, but looking back you could see it simmering just below the surface.  I had other people around me who were patriotic northerners, too, but I still think of her when I hear myself telling our kids not to shop at Walmart.

Mrs Davidson lived a long life.  The last time I heard, maybe six or seven years ago, she was still alive, but probably in her nineties.  She must have been aware of Gord Downie, and my guess is, if she understood his role, she would have thought of him as a hero.  Other Canadian musicians made it much bigger in the USA than the Tragically Hip, Gord’s band, but they did so partially by blending into the American scene and keeping their mouths shut about Canada.  I once asked an American friend of mine what Americans think of Canadians, and he said “they don’t.”  For Gord and the Hip, they started off by committing career suicide by singing a lot of songs with Canadian history and hockey as lyrical subject matter.  How where they going to break into the Big Time like that?  They weren’t, and they probably knew it, but they stayed true to their roots.  There are stories about them ‘touring’ in the states, playing shows in small bars to a lot of empty chairs, then on the Canadian leg of the same tour selling out sports arenas across Canada within minutes of putting tickets on sale.

Gord Downie died only yesterday as I write this.  It has been an emotional couple of days for me, and I’m sure millions of other Canadians.  The only bittersweet upside to the last couple days is that Tragically Hip music is being played all day on the radio. Besides his music, he will be best remembered, probably, for fighting brain cancer and raising money for research, and also for his advocacy for indigenous people.  Great causes, to be sure.  For me, the thing I will always admire him for is helping to slay the Canadian inferiority complex.  He was a great song writer and performer, backed by an excellent band.  He could have wound up in the California hills with Neil Young, sitting on a pile of money, but he chose to remain humbly Canadian and tell our stories.

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