Yeah, That Happened: JUNO Edition

One of my fave weekends of the year is, by far, JUNO weekend. Shocker, I know.

But what could be better than getting to escape the city for a couple days, surrounded by other artists/creative types, with an itinerary of nothing but performances, parties, after-parties, and even more performances at said after-parties (featuring some of Canada’s legendary musicians and up-and-comers)  Well, nothing. So I went all in and all out, sleep being the last of my to-do’s and ‘anything for a story’ being my motto of the weekend. I had A TIME.

And I wasn’t alone. In fact, one of my favourite parts of the weekend was listening to the salacious stories some of my fellow journalist/musician/socialite-type friends shared with me the morning after, specifically for this special JUNO edition of Yeah, That Happened.

Getting (blown) off
She saw him strut into the room, just after him and his bandmates won best breakthrough artist of the year. And then she heard him speak (a wordsmith, making him not just a looker but a charmer to boot!) and was sold. She had her eye on the prize and found it fate when she spotted him taking back beers at the same bar she was at. The pretty, young thing honed into her inner confidence and walked right over to him to try to seal-the-deal. There’s nothing wrong with a girl knowing – and going for – what she wants. But there’s a fine line between being bold and coming off as desperate. They chatted for a second, and then he escaped to get yet another drink, not asking her to join him. His bandmate continued chatting to her, but runner-up wasn’t really her style and she went home alone. Another one bites the dust.

A hasty make-out
A local Ottawa lady got to have her cake and eat it too when a very imbibed Kiefer Sutherland took her into a stairwell for a hasty make-out session.

The ride that wasn’t
An up-and-coming female artist, who performed opening night, was hit on – and then smitten by – a babe of a boy who followed her around all night at the eOne/Last Gang After Party with surprise Motown by Arkells. As more drinks were downed, the more touchy they got. He won her over (at least for a night, she thought) and grabbed her coat from coat check to escape with him into the night (and the abyss that is a one-night stand.) But suddenly, out of nowhere, a group of his friends came out and were all stuffing into a van. “I bet he’s going to ditch me,” she thought, seeing how it was raining out, 3 am, and no cars or cabs insight. He did a quick headcount to see if there was any space (there wasn’t) then said, “Sorry, get home safe,” before sliding the van door closed and taking off into the night. She didn’t even catch his name.

Off the record
This well-known and award-winning artist kept bringing her out with him for smokes, where they continued (in between drags) to catch kisses. There was a definite, ‘This probably shouldn’t be happening,” vibe and appeal to the whole damn thing, making it all the more enticing as it was happening. As 4 am rolled around and the venue was emptying, they decided to go back to her hotel. It wasn’t until things started to get a bit rough, and perhaps some marks would be left (a little forget me not from a love tap, perhaps) that he let her know about his not so single status. Too little, too late? Or too much, too soon?

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