If you are, like me, an anglo from Montréal who was raised on Canadian folk and country music, tears probably will spring to your eyes when you hear that Kate McGarrigle (known to Americans probably best as Rufus Wainwright’s Mom) died yesterday.
I’d say something profound if I wasn’t too upset to think about it. In general I am happy to have left Canada, but I miss home today. It’s been a warm winter, but I’d be on Ste-Catherine today, I could hum one of my favourite songs of theirs:
Moi, j’me promene sur Ste Catherine
J’profite d’la chaleur du métro
J’ne regarde pas dans les vitrines
Quand il fait trente en d’ssous d’zero.
Updated: Now I’m just being self-indulgent, but this was among the major soundtracks of my childhood – and also sung by the McGarrigle sisters.