0:00 – A Beginning (Anthology 3)
0:50 – Hey Bulldog (Yellow Submarine Songbook)
3:57 – Flying (Magical Mystery Tour)
6:03 – Baby’s In Black (Take 7)
6:16 – Baby’s In Black (Beatles For Sale)
8:16 – I’m Looking Through You (Take 1)
11:18 – Don’t Bother Me (With The Beatles)
13:41 – Helter Skelter (The White Album)
18:11 – The Word (Rubber Soul)
20:52 – You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away (Take 5) (Anthology 2)
21:16 – You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away (Help!)
23:23 – Misery (Take 1)
25:14 – She Loves You (3rd-Party Stereo Mix)
27:32 – Hold Me Tight (Take 22)
28:19 – Hold Me Tight (Take 23)
28:55 – Hold Me Tight (Take 24)
28:58 – Hold Me Tight (With The Beatles)
31:26 – And Your Bird Can Sing (Take 2)
33:46 – A Day In The Life (Take 1)
34:18 – A Day In The Life (Take 6)
38:37 – Sgt. Peppers Hearts Club Band (Own Acapella mix with crowd/audience sfx.)
40:20 – Got To Get You Into My Life (Take 5) (Anthology 2)
43:06 – Baby You’re A Rich Man (Magical Mystery Tour)
46:02 – Get Back (Rooftop Performance #2)
46:04 – Get Back (Rooftop Performance #3)
49:06 – Get Back (Let it Be)
49:16 – Within You Without You/Tomorrow Never Knows (Love)
52:31 – Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds (Love)
56:42 – Goodnight (The White Album)
In the second year of the journalism program at Fanshawe, we are put on a series of 4-5 week stints – or “rotations” – doing particular things. For example, for 5 weeks, you’ll be a reporter. The next 5 weeks, you’ll be a newscaster.
And then, for 4-5 weeks (depending on the term) you’ll be a ‘current affairs/documentary’ producer where, through sub-rotations, you’ll either be a) making 4 minute docs, b) hosting the show that airs the 4 minute docs, c) making a 26 minute audio piece, or d) making a video doc.
Last week, I was tasked to do c): make a 26 minute audio piece. Since last week was also the week St. Patrick’s Day was going on, I decided to revisit the infamous 2012 St Patrick’s Day riots that took place around Fleming Drive.
Around 1000 students were involved in the mayhem that went into the early morning hours, and by the end there were injuries, broken bottles, and a torched news truck. The city, and nearby Fanshawe College, suffered major black eyes from the incident, as the story went through regional, national, and then international media.
One of the main ‘infamous’ moments of the riots was when a CTV truck got overturned and set ablaze. The photo at the top shows how the truck looked days after. (Thanks to former CTV’er Lisa Xing for uploading that to her Flickr.)
The piece is in two segments, which you can listen to above. The piece was assembled in about 3 and a half days, so if there are rough spots, there’s the reason.
Thanks to Police Chief Brad Duncan, former XFM’er Marty Thompson, CTV’s Chuck Dickson, and FSU President Adam Gourlay for talking to me. With their permission, I may upload longer interviews in the future, as I had to cut a lot out!
Chuck’s footage, referenced in the piece, can be viewed in 3 parts below on YouTube.
A friend and I were making Simpsons references, then we made one about Groundskeeper Willie, then we arrived at his “Downtown” audition for the B-Sharps, then I decided to put the real song by Petula Clark, and his audition, together.
Watched the Grammy’s last night. Seeing everyone trying to one-up the other in the “witty and clever tweet” department reminded me of this piece posted to the Times on Saturday.
It feels as if we’re all trying to be a cheeky guest on a late-night show, a reality show contestant or a toddler with a tiara on Twitter — delivering the performance of a lifetime, via a hot, rapid-fire string of commentary, GIFs or responses that help us stand out from the crowd. We’re sold on the idea that if we’re good enough, it could be our ticket to success, landing us a fleeting spot in a round-up on BuzzFeed or The Huffington Post, or at best, a writing gig. But more often than not, it translates to standing on a collective soapbox, elbowing each other for room, in the hopes of being credited with delivering the cleverest one-liner or reaction. Much of that ensues in hilarity. Perhaps an equal amount ensues in exhaustion.