Sunday night in Winnie

So, I'm out to the Cinematheque for two purposes. To see Venus the recent film with Peter O'Toole and more importantly to score a ticket to the 30th Anniversary event that's honoring the Winnipeg Film Group, as a friend's brother is one of the people who's short film will be screened at this gala affair.

I get there and they hold the film for me, but the fellow on the door has no idea about the gala tickets, so he can't sell me one. I settle for a ticket to Venus and some popcorn with expressed intention of buying a gala ticket after the movie.

The movie is good, and quite funny in parts. O'Toole plays an elderly actor who befriends the daughter of a fellow actor's niece, who's come to London to look for a modeling job. She's unsophisticated but cure, and O'Toole, a life-long womanizer, is more willing to play along with her than his friend is. So it goes.

But after the flick, there's no one out front to even ask about a gala ticket, so I'm hooped for that. As I'm out, I figure I'll stay out and wander over to the King's Head for a drink.

I'm looking about the bar, which has recently expanded; someone had given me the head's up on this, but I can't recall who; Steven maybe. Anyway, I'm upstairs and thinking that I'm going to go back downstairs as there's TV there where I could hopefully watch a bit of sport.

However, I realize that the tune that's playing, which I'd almost overlooked as it's so familiar to me, is by Treat Her Right; you should know how I feel about them. When I realize who's playing, I stop 'cause I have to find out who's chosen to play them, as the whole first album is playing so it's no mistake.

I ask the barman for a pint of Big Rock Traditional Ale, and who's chosen the music. He says that he's playing the tunes.

So, I talk to Glen about Treat Her Right for awhile, and how we came to know them and some other musical interests we have. Very cool.

But that's what it's like here in Winnipeg on a Sunday.