I know, I know - what's new, amirite?
  1. The Tragically Hip never really cracked the international market, and maybe Jim Cuddy said it best, that Canadian audiences looked at the Hip and thought, even subconsciously, "Finally, our own band."
    They're ours in a way that so few things are.
  2. Their lead singer, Gord Downie is our surrealist national poet.
    He's somehow simultaneously the guy who sat beside you in high school, and a genius from another planet.
  3. The Tragically Hip have been together for over 30 years, and their music is part of the Canadian identity.
    It's hard to describe the amount of goodwill people feel toward this band. It's not a case of 'do you like the Hip?', more like 'what are your top three Hip songs?'
  4. Gord announced in May that he has incurable brain cancer.
    Because 2016 won't let us have anything nice.
  5. Then, the next day, the Hip announced they would be doing a farewell tour.
    To say goodbye, and thank you. Which, I mean, come on.
  6. Stadiums across the country sold out literally instantaneously.
    (Oh Ticketmaster. You don't think Canadians get mad? Do not even *try* to get between us and this band).
  7. Our show was last week, and I wasn't sure what to expect.
    Oh my god, what if I start openly weeping during Bobcaygeon?
  8. It was one of the most uplifting nights of my life: 20,000+ people singing along so loudly they sometimes came close to drowning out the band.
    The love was palpable. And deafening.
  9. It wasn't sad - it was beautiful. It was heartwarming, and magical, and electrifying....
    I saw the constellations reveal themselves, one star at a time.
  10. Thanks Gord.
    You've been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, and I feel honoured I was able to see you give it your all one last time.