The joys of being a teen and watching the long-version SCTV programmes from across the Lake (Ontario) and River (St. Lawrence) from where I group up on CKWS--part of what saved me. A little different from the Friendly Giant, etc. of my youth.

The radio equiv. was Chez 106 out of Ottawa (picked up badly and listened to through Koss headphones where each phone was the size of a Mini-Cooper). My local was an AM that played the FM early '70's style until the programme manager got fired for exposing the rural confab to the beauty of playing John Lee, Hendrix, Beatles, Stones, Elton, Aretha, Faces, Leadbelly, Miles, etc. on one playlist.

Chez exposed me to (and this was in deepest darkest NNY) to Tom Waits, Zevon, etc and then all of the sudden in the dead of winter The Clash, Pretenders and the thing that started all of that--- "Tonight, we're gonna play something and you're either gonna love it or hate it, but either way don't call us because we're not answering either way--this is a band from Akron, Ohio called Devo doing the Rolling Stones 'Satisfaction'---and don't call us..."

Bob and Doug and The Schmegne Brothers and Monster Chiller Horror Theater and Mayor Shanks and Bobby Bittman and Lola Heatherton--the SCTV world was so fun. In the dead of a long winter, having John Candy and his pals (this is when no one below the border states knew them in the U.S.) make you laugh, this was something.

In Northern NY my core group grew up with a view of good Canadian and bad Canadian. Those folks were great Canadian.