Nothing to do with musicians, but I remember meeting my brother-in-law along the Rideau at a fishing lodge by a lock where there was also a huge summer hotel. In one part of the manicured grounds there were solid white squirrels, and in another part they were solid black. Strange, but cute. The bass fishing that week was poor, and the night life was nil, but the local cheese curds were fantastic with Labatte's Blue. :-)