The Tragically Hip: Ordinary Guys, Extraordinary Group
The true greats are often humble.
From my hat trick of personal experiences, The Hip may be the most humble Canadian band.
In my books, that only reinforces their status as our Country’s finest ever.
1.Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, July 26, 2000
A few weeks after high school graduation, I drove with a few friends to Philly to see The Hip at The Theatre of the Living Arts. General admission. Front row. Obligatory screaming when the lyric “Toronto” was sung in Bobcaeygeon.
After the stellar set, while waiting out front of the venue, a limousine arrived. My friends and I thought, wow, limo, who are these big shots?
Well, whoever the limo passengers were, they definitely weren’t The Hip. Instead, when three of the band members did emerge, after some autographs and photos with their adoring fans, two of the guys hailed a cab, the third calmly walked down the street!
Ordinary guys, extraordinary group.
Me in June 2016 (holding stage setlist from July 2000)
2.Kingston, Ontario, 2006-present
I grew up thinking Kingston was a magical place.
My favourite band (TTH) & my favourite hockey player (Doug Gilmour) were from Kingston, what’s not to like?
So naturally, 14 years later, I moved to Kingston.
And I was promptly coaching high school volleyball, looking across the court at The Hip’s lead guitarist, politely cheering for his son.
When in Kingston, you can’t help but see members of the band around town.
In restaurants, with their families downtown, making guest appearances when groups like the Trews come to town.
In every encounter, they conduct themselves like ordinary guys, just how extraordinary musicians always should.
Perhaps my favourite Kingston intersection
3.My Grade 11 Marketing classroom, 2007
When I teach marketing, I get my students to compete in a “March Madness” style bracket. In the marketing tournament, each group has to represent a given company & face off against a direct competitor.
As a demo, one year I asked a colleague to argue on behalf of Starbucks, while I represented Tim Hortons.
When defending my coffee company’s relative lack of international success, I argued, “hey, we’re like The Tragically Hip, We’re Canadian, Canadians Get us.”
Following the presentation, one of my students called out, “I’m going to tell my uncle you said that.”
I stood looking confused for a few moments (as that was the first time anyone had threatened to call an extended family member based on a class discussion) before she continued, smiling, “my uncle is Gord Downie.”
PowerPoint slide from my 2007 demo marketing presentation
Turns out, Kingston is a magical place!
In what can only be described as the Best Student Christmas Present Ever, her incredibly kind & generous family gave my wonderful wife & I backstage passes to that year’s Kingston show.
Although I was beyond surprised (and delighted) to receive such an awesome gift, I was not at all surprised (but still delighted) by the band’s typically humble conduct backstage.
Just ordinary guys after yet another extraordinary show.
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