The Band: A History is joined by The Hippie Historian to talk about The Band's steeped history in Southern Ontario. We take you to some of the historic venues they played, the towns and areas in which they lived and much, much more.
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Summer Garden Farewell
The night is chill, the ballroom deserted The sound of dancing feet is gone The sound of music has faded away There is no sound of voices, they have disappeared There is no laughter Farewell, dear old lady Summer Garden. There are tears I cannot hide, so I smile and say as the flames die Smoke gets in my eyes… – Don Ivey, January 9, 1979