Margo Davidson - Death

Death

For much of her life, particularly in her latter years, Davidson was profoundly affected by depression and alcoholism. Davidson died in her Toronto home on Saturday, May 17, 2008. Her funeral and interment were in Simcoe on May 23, 2008. She left no publicly acknowledged partner. Following Davidson's untimely death, The Parachute Club released the following statement:

Margo Davidson: saxophonist, vocalist, percussionst and a unique gentle and friendly human being. Margo brought a charisma and infectious energy to every performance in the years she played with us in The Parachute Club. A multi-talented musician and vocalist, she was a key component of the original band’s sound, one of the wave of talented women musicians who energized downtown Toronto in the early 80s. Her talent and playfulness were instrumental to the musicianship and comraderie at the heart of the band in its early years. Our sincere condolences to all her family and many friends. She will be missed – and she and her music will be remembered.

Davidson is interred at Oakwood Cemetery, Simcoe.

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