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Happy 30th Anniversary to Mark Dailey; contradicts 'Subdivisions' story

Toronto broadcasting legend Mark Dailey is marking 30 years with TV station CityTV, and is receiving well-deserved accolades from all over.
A story published on the CityNews.ca web site even mentions the story confirmed at cygnals.com and perpetuated here at BigAssSuperstar.com:

Our original story mentioned that some thought they'd heard Mark's voice on a Rush song. Andy Deans wondered about that, too.

"The story doesn't mention what Rush song he was on," he complains. "My guess is the voice on 'Subdivisions.' After all, he IS everywhere, you know? If someone could please let me know, that would be great. I'm a big Rush and Citytv fan!"

Mark hopes his response clears up this mystery once and for all.

"That's been an urban myth for years. It's not my voice on 'Subdivisions' by Rush but I continue to get credit. I've tried to dispel it but won't go away. Getty Lee (sic) says he doesn't remember."

Although Mark admits he wouldn't mind getting the royalty cheques!
To go over it again: back in 1997, Mark Dailey confirmed that, as many had suspected, it was indeed his voice on the song: "Subdivisions? That was so long ago, I don't remember that," he said. "I really don't." Was that you, though, I asked? "Yeah, that was me." And he gave me a sample of him saying 'Subdivisions'. You can hear it for yourself.

Then in 2002, he backpedalled a bit, saying he wasn't sure whether it was him. He put forth Nolan Johannes' name.

So, 1997, he said it was. 2002, he wasn't sure. 2009, he's certain it wasn't.

Mystery revived or mystery solved?

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  1. You oughta see "I Love You Man". The holy triumvirate make a cameo, and the movie itself is actually funny!

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  2. I've heard of the movie and the concept sounds right up my alley .. thanks for the recommendation!

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