70's Kim Mitchell, before the
ball caps and patio lanterns
I truly grew up on Kim's music. I first saw him heading up Max Webster when the band played my high school in the late 70's. I was knocked out by their weird, creative, and powerful music. Ever since that Friday night "dance" (we didn't dance), I've been a Max Webster and Kim Mitchell fan.
After that memorable school concert, I saw Kim again - solo, with his new back-up band, in my hometown of Orillia a couple of times. I caught him again in Brampton, near Toronto, in the mid-80's. Then after I moved to Ottawa, still within the same province, Kim came to visit more than a few times, and I saw him perform at some warm and festive summertime events. Then in the mid-90's, I was fortunate enough to see our favourite Canadian rocker with his re-united Max Webster a couple of times. Man, those guys rocked. Read more here and here.
And almost all of my 80's and 90's parties featured Kim's music on the stereo. He was like an honorary invitee, who contributed the entertainment, but couldn't make it to the kitchen, where the rest of us were sucking back cold ones, playing cards, and swearing.
I will admit that I lost touch with Mitchell's music after his '94 album Itch, which I did like a lot, but the snippets of the next album sort of lost me. But I still have a huge soft spot for all the oldies.
Kim still has faithful bassist and co-vocalist Peter Fredette on board; Pete's been with Mitchell since he first went solo in '82. His expertise onstage is invaluable to the Mitchell experience. The two bandmates work seamlessly together, having developed perfect stage interplay and chemistry - both vocally and instrumentally.
Keep on rockin', Kim.
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