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Telegraph Journal says Cigar Box Banjo one of year’s best yarns

January 2, 2011

The new year doesn’t mean you have to say good-bye to 2010. Revisit the year’s best books, and take a peek into 2011,
with Salon’s regular reviewers.

Sean Flinn
* Cigar Box Banjo by Paul Quarrington, GreyStone
Quarrington died in the early days of 2010. It’ll take years to fully appreciate his contribution. Start now, with this excellent memoir on his musical life first, his approaching death second.

– from the St. John Telegraph Journal

Paul Quarrington — Living his way into dying (National Post)

December 31, 2010

Paul QuarringtonAnne Marie Owens, National Post · Thursday, Dec. 30, 2010

Paul Quarrington was already dying by the time I met him, but all we talked about was how best to go about this business of living.

My job, in overseeing a series in which he would spin out his story in writing and video, was essentially to engage him in conversation, ask him questions, talk with him so much that he would forget there was a video camera trained on him, distract him from the inevitable self-consciousness that awaits anyone asked to expound on the prospect of facing the great hereafter, or the great whatever, that lay ahead.

A natural storyteller, the acclaimed Canadian musician, novelist, screenwriter and filmmaker would hold court in his Toronto kitchen, where we sat for hours at a time talking about what it means to live, while facing certain death.

Months before, Paul had received what he called “The Diagnosis”: Stage Four lung cancer. There was no Stage Five.

He approached the news in the spirit of the bon vivant, rushing headlong into a great sensory overloading of life’s experiences. He drank, he partied, he stayed up late and misbehaved.

It was a visceral, utterly human approach, and, to me, felt like such an antidote to all the usual worthy and earnest tales of people delivering their 10 great lessons or their last lectures that aim to make sense of life before leaving it.

And yet he made such sense of life along the way to living each day like it was his last. (That was a phrase that came up in the kitchen conversations and stuck — it became the headline for the first story he wrote for the National Post; it was the tagline that accompanied each of his stories and the video segments online.)

“It’s a life and death struggle I’ve got going on here,” he wrote in that first piece. “Except that, you know, I wouldn’t put any significant money on life raising the final flag.

“But having decided that life is beautiful — not a decision I laboured over, by the way, more a certainty that seemed unassailable — one year should seem as full of beauty and grace as 40.”

This is how he described it in one of the conversations: “The big secret is to … squeeze all the juice out of things before you go. So that’s what I set out to do.”

In the next kitchen conversation, that desire to keep on living his way into dying was tempered by the reality of lugging around an oxygen tank — which he did, by the way, to bars, to his publisher while he finished a book, to music studios while he was composing and recording with his band, to his favoured venue, where he was performing.

“It’s not that I want to become a more boring person, but there are certain practicalities that you kind of have to deal with. … It’s sort of like I’ve got Cinderella shoes. … You’ve got to be home at a certain hour or you’re gonna run out of air.”

Paul Quarrington kept up his Cinderella act until Jan. 21 — eight months after he received The Diagnosis. He died at home, surrounded by family and friends. He was 56.

National Post

  • Anne Marie Owens is the National Post’s Managing Editor, News
  • Read more: http://www.nationalpost.com/2010+Memoriam+Paul+Quarrington+Living+into+dying/4043236/story.html#ixzz19iEWRGpv

    Globe & Mail Top 100 for Cigar Box Banjo

    December 7, 2010

    The book Paul Quarrington produced as a last gift to his many fans is in a category of its own, a layered, rambling, deceptively casual mixture of music history, coming-of-age narrative and reflection on mortality. There’s even a CD – it includes versions of the last two songs Quarrington wrote, both about dying. Sad, funny and wise – the writer’s trifecta. Mark Kingwell

    The November 27th issue of the Globe and Mail included Cigar Box Banjo in their annual Top 100 Books selection…read the whole article here ….

    http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/arts/books/the-2010-globe-100-non-fiction/article1813452/

    CIGAR BOX BANJO: Notes on Music and Life
    By Paul Quarrington (GreyStone)

    Video: Each Day Like It’s My Last

    October 19, 2009

    The first installment in the continuing story of one man’s journey following a terminal diagnosis.

    Quarrington Begins National Post Series

    October 19, 2009

    2112727.jpgPaul Quarrington: Each day like it’s my last

    Author Paul Quarrington on the diagnosis, the voyage and survival by song

    I’ve often wondered why, in popular song and fiction, people dealing with The Diagnosis often choose to go mountain climbing. For example, in Tim McGraw’s popular song Live Like You Were Dying, the man who has received The Diagnosis lists as his recent activities, “I went sky diving, I went Rocky Mountain climbing, I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu.” The Diagnosis we’re discussing is, of course, the one wherein the doctor begins to speak, in a very good-natured manner, (“Well, the test results have given us some answers …”) and then goes on to say a lot of stuff that doesn’t really make any sense (“The tumor is what we call squamous or sessile …”), and somewhere in there announces that you are going to die. Way way sooner than you thought.

    From the National Post, October 17, 2009. For the full article, go to http://www.nationalpost.com/news/story.html?id=2112733

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