A few days from our fall east coast tour—(more to come!)
Well we've just finished up two big and successful, cd release shows for Rebuild the Wall. The entire 26 song cd came out on Universal Canada on September 25th and is in stores all over hells half acre. (Online you foreign brethren can find all of our cd's at maplemusic.com) The first ripper of a show was at the Horseshoe in Toronto and the other was in our hometown of Kingston at the Ironhorse Saloon. Yee-haw! Both joints were rockin' to the double-duty, six piece 'Wrongs-o-rama. Banjo dynamo Chris Quinn joined us for both nights and garnered much applause for his outstanding pickin'. We shot a music video for Brick in the Wall pt. 2 last week and it should be airing on CMT by the end of the month if all goes well. Fiddle player Julie Penner who played on Rebuild the Wall joined us in the video where we are depicted as a bunch of Harley driving hombres cruising the country roads looking to subvert the dominant paradigm by way of musical perform-a-tude. Rest assured, it'll likely look better than this hardly spectacular vernacular portends.
We'll soon be hitting the highway on our Charlottetown P.E.I. to Tofino B.C. tour. The talented Jim Guthrie is joining the tour to open up the show. First stop is Sackville, Nova Scotia where we are assembling a soundsystem out of home stereo parts and whatever we can raid from the student radio station. The advance word from the front lines is that it will be packed with primed participants for a ripper of a show.
Sackville—Well it sure as shit was a good time last night. The crowd was great and we had that roadhouse rockin' until the speakers imploded around 2am. Jim has the hits that started the tour off with a blast. He's tired of telling all his friends that he wants to go home. And I don't blame him one bit. Presently I'm sipping a nice cup of bean by the window at our friends beautiful, east coast home. It's up on a hill at the edge of town, looking out over green pastures and a rolly-poly landscape. Here comes a diesel vehicle in the drive, could it be? Heavens, it's those guys. It's our ride to P.E.I.
Charlottetown—Ever been here? Well we have pilgrim and we're back! Load up the stairs to Baba's, the hot spot for music in the downtown, eh? Tiniest stage in tiny-town though and Sean and Grant spend enough time renovating the bar to meet their sound requirements that Curtis and I are able to sneak out and cruise the mean streets of this dangerous place. Vipers sweep down on our unprotected heads, tearing flesh off in strips as we scramble, terrified from the bar.
(That whole bit was just to see if you're still listening)
Right, so we go into an action figure store and the sales girl is SO KEEN that even Curtis is freaked out by her enthusiasm for small, detailed, plastic figurines. We flee back to the van and prepare ourselves for soundcheck in the cramped yet warmly familiar environment that we call, uh, "the van".
LATER—The show was a gas. Curtis and I go with a girl and two cowboy guys to a party a few blocks from the bar where we listen to some fellas play country songs and sip a couple of beers. When we leave the quiet cowboy guy gives me a cd that they made in the living room there (note: it's awesome!). Curtis and I proceed to get lost walking back to our hotel, for like an hour! We wandered all over Charlottetown trying to figure out where we were staying. Neither of us paid any attention to getting to the hotel and leaving it earlier in the day. Well, maybe we did and truthfully speaking, this is a bad sign for the second night of a cross-Canada tour. We are a tad shell-shocked it seems. Finally, after not seeing another soul or car or anything moving for a long time we stumble out of an alley and Curtis recognizes a tree that was outside of our hotel window. We consider climbing it and launching ourselves through the plate glass onto a sleeping Cam Giroux. But neither of us feels like it, anyways.
That's it for now, so keep warm by dancing with your sweetie in the kitchen and we'll see you soon!