Ten things Ron Sexsmith can’t live without

Ten things Ron Sexsmith can’t live without

The melancholy singer-songwriter releases his new album, Carousel One, next month. Here, the 10 things he can’t live without

Ten things Ron Sexsmith can’t live without
Ten things Ron Sexsmith can’t live without

1 My ushanka
I have a hard time finding hats because I have a really big head. I bought this furry one at Eddie Bauer at the Eaton Centre. I live near Trinity ­Bellwoods, and I love walking around looking like Dr. Zhivago.

2 My frilly shirts
I’ve been collecting them since 1997, when I shot the ­“Strawberry Blonde” video in L.A. They make me feel like a rock star.

3 My record collection
I don’t have an iPod or smartphone—the only way I listen to music is on vinyl. Captain Fantastic was the first album I ever bought. I was a ­member of Elton John’s fan club as a kid. Years later, he started sending me holiday cards.

4 My glasses
I’ve worn them since kindergarten. I hate them. They make me feel dorky. But the other day I went to meet my son without my glasses, and he was waving at me forever before he came into focus and I realized it was him.

5 My Bing portrait
Bing Crosby is one of my favourite singers. My friend Kurt ­Swinghammer, an artist and songwriter, painted this portrait of him for my 50th birthday last year.

6 My custom jackets
Susan Harris designs these jackets for me. She uses recycled materials and transfers original prints onto them, like a deer or a clock. It’s my thing.

7 My Kinks
When I was 15, I read an interview with Pete Townshend, who said Ray Davies was his favourite musician. Right after that I heard my first Kinks song, and that’s when I knew I wanted to be a songwriter.

8 My Viewmaster
I got it when I was six. It doesn’t work quite as well as it did back then, but I still have all the original reels I received as birthday and Christmas gifts.

9 My wedding calacas
My wife and I got married in Santa Fe in 2009. We bought Day of the Dead skeletons as souvenirs.

10 My ’56 Martin
A few years ago, I was hired to play a surprise private show for a woman’s 80th birthday party. They told me not to bring my guitar because they had some. I played this one, and a couple of months later they gave it to me as a gift. It’s my baby now.