One Night In Copenhagen references


Gord's solo career initially caused some tension in the band. Coupled with that, a falling out with their original manager Jake Gold and the loss of some publishing rights put a strain on the previously cohesive unit. Michael Barclay's book The Never Ending Present provides more detail. In that tome is this quote from Gord Sinclair: "One Night in Copenhagen" was inspired by a show at the end of the In Violet Light tour. Professionally, it was a difficult time for us. Yet, amidst it all, the group was playing better than ever. The stage, and the five of us, became a real refuge. Everything is falling apart around you and yet, there's this life raft and the life raft happens to be the five guys in this band on stage."

"...When the drugs hit you
Tingly begins
Conviction + Tone = Hope
Under the threat of separation"

"...and here it begins
Quits you at a payphone in the snow
One night in Copenhagen"

Said to have been inspired by an actual phone call home from Copenhagen. Fans thought perhaps the "threat of separation" was an allusion to a marriage, real or fictitious, on the rocks. Given the Sinclair quote above, perhaps it was a reference to "professionally difficult times." Regardless, the song references a city known for its liberal social policies, high quality of life and "unearthly good" pastries.

The capital of Denmark, Copenhagen was founded over a thousand years ago, and remains a popular tourist destination and cultural attraction. The city averages 34 days of snowfall each winter (I actually looked that up) and had 2,781 payphones at the height of the non-cellular nineteen eighties (I completely made that up).

Hip Heads Heidi and Dan sent me this e-mail.

The Hip played Copenhagen in the early 2000's. I was there, as was every young Canadian in Scandinavia!

So, I hear in the early 2000s that the Hip are going to play a little club in Copenhagen. A little club. I lived in Kingston for 6 years in the 90s, Hip's heyday, going to Queen's. Copenhagen is very liberal, even had a neighbourhood with open sale of cannabis. I was working in Oslo, Norway. So I go down, with my Queen's jacket of course, and find, in the bar, about a hundred Canadians from all over Scandinavia. Most of us probably thought we would have to explain the Hip to the locals. There were few locals (I had a Danish buddy) Gord wasn't spazzing out like he usually did in the early days, but made "toking" gestures with his hands (did I mention the liberal attitude on weed?) It was the best.

Imagine touring small European clubs, and having young Canadian expats filling the clubs along the way!

I was there.