Friday, August 19, 2011

What I've Been Listening To

Here's some music mixes I made for my friend Tim, who claims controversially that hiphop is the only relevant musical genre. These are meant to convince him otherwise, and generally give him a taste of what's on my iPod these days. Click on the front covers to download. Limited time only!








UPDATE: I just tried downloading these myself, and noticed that there are a couple of tricky ads pretending to be what you want by looking like big green "Download" buttons. What you actually need to click on the sendspace page is the blue rectangle that says, "Click here to start download from sendspace."

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Just Because I Love It

Here's a short film written by and starring Miranda July, about whom I was raving in my last post.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Cooped

Summer's slowly winding down, I guess. How's everyone's been going? I'm finally feeling like I don't have a cold anymore, two weeks later. What a weird summer. Finally got in the ocean for the first time on Saturday, although it was at Blomidon in the Minas Basin, so there were no waves. Plenty of mud, though. I really need to get out more. Cabin fever is supposed to be a winter phenomenon, right?

I'm reading a collection of short stories by Miranda July, the director of Me and You and Everyone We Know. Her stories are just as weird and genuine and internally consistent in surprising ways as that movie was — really great stuff that takes an unexpected twist every couple of sentences or so. And all the characters are sooooo damaged and so sympathetic. Makes me feel like sitting down and just starting to write, but also like just giving up entirely, because it could never be that good.

I finished The Pale King awhile back. Did I already tell you that? I'd been wondering in what sense it was an unfinished novel as I read it, since it all seemed to cohere and there weren't any mistakes or gaping holes I could see. But towards the end I got a sinking feeling as I realized that the story had barely started and there were only a few pages left to go. So I imagine it was meant to continue for at least as long again as what we get in this posthumous version (548 pp.). Maybe even longer. It is still really great, though. Just makes you wonder what DFW would've come up with if he hadn't surrendered to the darkness.

That's it for now, I guess. I'll report back when there's more actual life to fill you in on.

Wednesday, August 03, 2011

PEI

Alison was on PEI a couple of weekends ago, visiting our friends Tim & Roberta & Tom & Jenny. I wasn't able to go, but I wish I had been, because the photos I've seen are beautiful. This is what the grass was doing one day.

Tuesday, August 02, 2011

Summer Bummer

Oh man, this summer's way too busy. No time to blog or even relax. The latter was the plan this last weekend — I took Friday off so Ali and I could spend four days camping at Five Islands Provincial Park, on the north shore of the Minas Basin. It's gorgeous there! Weird volcanic cliffs and red rocks like some planet from Star Trek.





These photos are all from the web, because Alison only had a chance to take a few Holga shots, which aren't developed yet. The second day we were there it started raining, and then it started REALLY raining. At around 4:00 in the afternoon, sitting in a leaking tent and listening to the thunder, we decided it wasn't worth waiting around to find out whether the next day would be nicer. Packed everything up in about 10 minutes and headed back home.

Of course, the next day was beautiful, as was the one after that. We went for a long bike ride with our friend Johanna and then a very short swim, despite the cold I'd somehow come down with overnight. Two days later, and I'm still pretty much immobile with a lousy flu that makes it hurt to open my eyes. Bleh.

Other than that, the summer's been mostly about work. Even though all my clients keep going on vacation, they still seem to have tons of work they need me to do. Maybe I'll get to take a break at Christmas...

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Coming Home

We just spent four days in Chicago, attending my good old friend Stu's wedding. In fact, I'm in the Toronto airport as I type this, waiting for our connecting flight back to Halifax.

Couldn't really afford the trip, but I'm glad we went. It was really nice to see a lot of old friends I hadn't seen in years, and Chicago is a VERY cool city. Incredible architecture and public art everywhere, including this piece of genius.


Our first full day there, we spent eight hours at the Art Institute, and could easily have spent twice that much time if our eyes hadn't started crossing by the end of it. Also, they kicked us out. But in that time we got to see many, many super-contemporary pieces of weirdness and ancient artifacts from around the world. Plus scads of pieces from periods in between that we'd only ever seen in books and on posters. This giant Georgia O'Keefe was above the landing on one of the museum's numerous grand staircases.


That one struck me particularly, because I'd just written a haiku that morning about the exact scene it seemed to be depicting:

Flying over Lake
Michigan — what's clouds and what's
Reflection of clouds?

After allowing myself to be hypnotized by the painting for awhile, I started thinking maybe all that enjambment is not strictly kosher in haiku. Seems a little too tricky, maybe, and prevents the second line from having its own distinct contribution to the overall feeling. So I rewrote it:

Early evening flight
Over Great Lakes — what is cloud?
What is reflection?

That way I also get a sense of time in, which is technically important. I still really like the disorientation and repetition in the first version, though. Plus, counting "evening" as only two syllables is probably a bit of a cheat. I dunno... What do you think?

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Logo Design 101


Here's a logo I recently finished designing for a new client. The You Gotta Sing! Chorus is an inclusive, adult choir whose mission statement is "Singing is our birthright." I thought I'd show you the process we went through to arrive at this — a sort of behind-the-scenes look, for those who might be interested.

When I first met with the choir's founder and director, Vanessa, she told me all about the philosophy behind it. She loves showing adults that they can not only sing in harmony, despite what they may have been told all their life, but do an excellent job of it, to boot. She thought she'd probably want a brightly coloured logo, possibly using the full spectrum, to represent the diversity of members welcomed. She also mentioned that she often abbreviates the name of the choir YGS, so it might be good to incorporate that as part of the logo. Finally, she suggested the possibilities of using a harp or butterfly icon, as she's a harpist and thinks of the choir as allowing people to come out of their shells and spread their wings.

I came home with the notes: "Bright colours. Playful, but adult. Inner child balanced with expectations of quality. Harp? Butterfly?" Then I sat down and made these very rough sketches:


I usually like to have three distinct concepts to show the client in the first stage, with variations on each. The three main ideas here were a plain wordmark (i.e. no icon) in a somewhat fun, serif typeface; a harp icon used as the letter 'Y' in the choir name; and a butterfly icon made of the letters in the choir's acronym.

Working from those three ideas, you can see here the progression of playing around I did in Adobe Illustrator to try and come up with some variations worthy of showing to Vanessa as an initial proof (clicking for full size highly recommended):


I picked two or three versions that I liked within each concept, and sent them to her. (Note: I'd seen a Woody Allen film the night before (Summer in Paris — don't bother), which is where the typeface in the first butterfly one came from. I got obsessed with finding out what that font was that he always uses, and once I had (Windsor Condensed Light), I had to use it somewhere. Sometimes mindset overrides appropriateness. But I guess that's what multiple drafts are for.)


By the way, these are all black at this stage because I always work in black first, to get the shape sorted out, and then turn to colours at the end. Logos always require an all-black version anyway, which can sometimes be tricky to create if you start with a full-colour version. This way, we get to concentrate on one thing at a time without distraction, and the shape is sure to be striking even in a monochromatic format. Music recording engineers often do their mixing in mono before panning instruments left and right, for analogous reasons.

I was concerned that the harp logos were going to stand out as the best executed, even though in my mind the harp was not such a great idea for an icon. Vanessa happens to be a harpist, but she doesn't actually play a harp when directing the choir, so it doesn't really say anything about the group. On the other hand, I thought the YGS butterfly had real potential conceptually, but was worried that my initial crack at it was so rudimentary it would scare the client off. But I didn't want to spend any more time than I already had on it for the first draft.

Luckily, Vanessa was thinking along the same lines as me and chose the butterfly direction. She wanted to see a rounder typeface than the Woody Allen one, with the word "Chorus" in all caps and less difference in heights of letters, so that the two halves of the circle would appear more even. She also thought the butterfly could be leaning less.

I agreed with all of these points, so I got to work on fixing up the butterfly. The letters making it up needed more width variation, I could see, to make it more elegant and professional looking. I did up some sketches to work from...



... and then a bunch more Illustrator work to get it looking just how I wanted. Now that I had a better sense of direction, I didn't mind spending a decent chunk of time on it. I chose five different typefaces that seemed to suit the character of the new icon, and sent Vanessa another proof:


She liked the ones on the left and in the middle best. Concerns for this round were that the antennae/Y-branches should be less droopy and more open, and that it was veering too far in a youthful or feminine direction. Vanessa wondered if I could come up with some ways of making it more appealing to adult men and women, while still being fun and welcoming.

I thought this was some really good direction — she was exactly right. The whole thing was now so whimsical, it could be an elementary school logo. I fixed the droopy antennae and got rid of the outline around the butterfly. I'd thought it necessary to define the 'G' and 'S' as a wing shape, but found that with a bit of tweaking I could make the shape stand out as a butterfly just as well, but with a much more refined (and simpler!) shape.

But now the typefaces she'd chosen were both striking me as fighting against the new, sophisticated shape, so I tried lighter, more elegant weights of those two and gave her a third choice in addition. It wasn't so "round," as she'd originally asked for, but I defended it by saying that it was more adult/masculine, while still being modern and a little playful, and that it toned down the loose, curvy quality of the butterfly icon with a certain no-nonsense character:


Vanessa agreed! So now we just needed to work on colour. I tried a bunch of polychromatic, rainbow possibilities, but no matter what I did, the logo kept ending up looking like something for kids again. I decided to scrap that idea and just try to choose some bright colours that would be different enough from standard primaries/secondaries to give them some adult appeal. You probably wouldn't have recognized this, but the bottom right colour scheme here is stolen from the old Mille Bornes French card game, which I always loved the look of. Notice that there's a butterfly image and a snail with YGS-like antennae on those cards — I think those facts might have subliminally influenced me to use those colours here. Funny how visual memory works.


Anyway, Vanessa surprised me by choosing the bottom left one, which I'd thrown in only because I thought it looked quite nice in its simplicity, even though it didn't really match the brief in terms of being diversely colourful. Sometimes you just have to let go of your initial concept, and I'm glad this was one of those times. I like the butterfly wing being all one colour for easier image identification, and I was very happy to get some black in there for a whiff of sophistication. Thanks, Vanessa, for having such good taste and being such an easy client to work with!

Monday, July 04, 2011

Dishonest Music

I thought I'd give this trendy Bandcamp thing a try by making a page for this instrumental album my friend Charles and I made seven years ago. No one was interested in it then, so I don't know what makes me think anyone will be now, but we'll see I guess. Keep it under your hat about where it came from, though... It's supposed to be an obscure Belgian cartoon soundtrack from who knows when. Psychedelic mystery marketing. Shhh.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Monday, June 27, 2011

New Song



I'm really too busy lately to've been working on this... But whatever. I'm trying to get enough recorded material together to put an album-length collection up on Bandcamp. Should be able to do it pretty soon, I think!

Last week we got to see our friend Jenny and her still pretty new little boy, Percy. They were in town on their way from Toronto to PEI. We got salads and soup from Pete's Frootique and took them to the park, because the sun was actually out and you could sit down for awhile without shivering. Very nice.

Also had a brunch on Saturday with our Dartmouth friends Ron & Kristina. It was back to rainy and miserable that day, but the brunch was still also very nice.

I've been finishing off some logo work for a couple of new clients, and I think I'll show you some of it when it's done. I'd like to do a little post about the process of logo creation, 'cause I think it's kind of interesting to see all the stages of stuff that gets discarded and/or refined along the way.

Anyway, blah blah blah... I gotta get some sleep now because the tunnel that is my visual field is quickly getting smaller. Zzzzz!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Summer...

... as of 2:16 p.m. ADT! Time for cottages and sitting outside!





Thursday, June 16, 2011

Entertaining the Masses

My friend Matt sent me a couple of photos from the solo set I did at Local Jo a couple of weeks ago. Apparently there's some video footage too, which I haven't seen yet.

Interesting detail: the occupied chair in the first picture is empty in the second...


Tuesday, June 07, 2011

Monday, June 06, 2011

Great Weekend

I guess I neglected to mention it, but the solo show I did on Friday went pretty well. No real technical problems to speak of, despite the fact that earlier in the day it had looked like pretty much everything that could possibly go wrong was going to. I'd recorded drum and keyboard parts and put them on my iPod to play along with on electric guitar, which was supposed to be a way of making myself feel like I wasn't alone up there. But of course that adds a whole new set of potential glitches, such as the iPod skipping the first couple of beats of each song for some ridiculous reason. Then my "amp" (actually just a reel-to-reel tape recorder from the sixties) wouldn't turn on, the mixes didn't sound right, I couldn't seem to sing loud enough without a microphone, etc., etc. It was looking bleak for awhile there during the day, but everything worked out just fine at the coffee shop. The audience was small but kind, Matt played a great set, and the whole evening was just overall pleasant.

Then, as you know, there was the record fair the next day. And Saturday night I went to a "Northern Soul Dance Night" at this weird little club that's a Chinese restaurant in the daytime. A bunch of scooter-loving, mod-clothing-wearing guys (including my old friend Henri) who know their stuff when it comes to 60's soul and British culture spun records, while about 15 faces had a great time shaking a slim-fit-trousered leg. Fun!

And yesterday was the second Sunday of the softball season. Another great day for it, and we won again, which means we haven't lost a game yet. This without having our usual stellar shortstop, Vinny, who's out with an accidentally messed-up eye and impending fatherhood.

Finally, birthday wishes to our sweet li'l nephew Bennett, who turns six today. You'll be getting a little something in the mail soon, pending decent postal service.

Saturday, June 04, 2011

Record Fair!

Today there was a big record fair at the Forum. Lots of music nerds with huge collections of vinyl sold their wares to lots of other music nerds with huge collections of vinyl. Very nice music nerds, on both sides of the bins. It was a lot of fun, and of course we spent too much money. But I managed to get, among everything else, these two really fantastic records that are pretty hard to find, at least around here. The Coltrane one I've actually been looking for for over 20 years now, since the first time I heard it on New Year's Eve day, 1989, and it completely blew my mind. Crazy and cerebral and spiritual in the purest sense of the word. Alice Coltrane plays harp all over it and conducts a string orchestra. Also featuring Pharoah Sanders, McCoy Tyner, Jimmy Garrison, Charlie Haden, and Elvin Jones. I know, right? Why is this stuff so hard to come by? Below is a sample — one of the four long tracks that comprise the album.


Wednesday, June 01, 2011

Five Minute Blog Break

Sooooo busy over here. Trying to prepare for this show coming up on Friday, and birthdays, plus working out crazy relationship issues, planning trips, scrounging for money... But everything's OK. I started feeling bad about that last post being the most recent thing on here, like I'm still just sitting here fuming at mysterious, unknown people and their abstract problems. Played the first softball games of the season on Sunday, against a brand new team, and won both of them after being down 5-0 by the third inning. And I've got some new clients. And the leaves are all out and yesterday was sunny and warm for the first time in I don't know how long. If I can just remember to sleep sometimes, everything'll be great.

OK, back to work!

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Please Stop

Why are so many people I know so self-destructive? I often joke around about how the world is one big insane asylum, and we're all both staff and patients, but really it's not funny at all. What's with all the shooting of ourselves in the feet and intentional crushing of our own dreams and spirits?

Do we believe that we're doomed to failure anyway, so the best course of action is to cause the failure ourselves, thereby gaining at least some sense of self-determination? Is it just a symptom of contemporary culture, which encourages us to indulge our unhealthiest desires and then has nothing useful to say about how to deal with the problem of addiction? Is it just human nature (assuming that phrase even means anything) to want to be "bad" in order to make ourselves feel good? Are the Christians in some horrible sense right about original sin, with the twist that in our post-theistic world where moral values are no longer handed down to us from on high, we actually feel the need to act against our own self-created ideas of right and wrong? Do most of us go around so full of self-loathing all the time that we need to constantly punish ourselves, and then hide our motives by pretending that the punishment is actually a reward? Are we that sick, as a species?

And what am I supposed to do when I see the people I love acting in these terrible ways? I'm talking to you now — what can I do to set you straight? I've never developed any kind of good strategy for this, and sometimes it really makes me pull my hair out (speaking of self-destructive behaviour!) in frustration. Addressing it directly, either by bringing it up in a forgiving way or taking a more chastising, "tough love," approach, always just seems to feed the shame that fuels your addictive self-hatred. On the other hand, if I just act like it's your own cross to bear and doesn't bother me, you take that to mean that you needn't worry about it and keep doing it. Yes, taking the reins of one's own life can be hard. But I feel like watching helplessly as others refuse to take those reins can be even harder. Should I try to remove you from my life because it's all just too painful to bear? That's hardly a less painful act than playing passive spectator to your tragedy, and I'm sure no more helpful to you. What can I do to make you love yourself as much as I love you? Sometimes I wish I didn't love you so much.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Photo Dump!

On the long weekend we got to go to the South Shore with our friend Johanna and stay overnight at her parents' cottage with our other friends Krista and Jesse. The weather wasn't ideal and we couldn't get the water to work for some reason, but it was still really nice to get out of town. The next afternoon we took a hike around Gaff Point, just off Hirtle's Beach. It's a very scenic walk, with only a few semi-terrifying cliffs. Here are some purdy pitchers Alison took of the outing.









Sunday, May 22, 2011

Nu Toonage



Here's one of the songs I'll be playing on June 3. It's a fairly new one. I'd already made a drum machine pattern for it from the last show I played, but I recorded it last night as a way of making up a keyboard part for Alison to learn. Think it turned out pretty neat.

Incidentally, I was out of town in a giant military bomb shelter yesterday evening, where our friend Mitchell has been living and making art since February. He was showing his and some other people's incredible work before he moves out and leaves for Brooklyn. The whole experience was quite eerie and mind-blowing. But so Alison and I were both underground, surrounded by an electromagnetic forcefield when the Rapture was supposed to happen at 6:00, and I haven't heard the news: Did it happen? Did anyone witness any smugly pious people rising into the air? Am I now addressing only my fellow unchosen, damned to walk the earth in unbearable torment for five months before it's destroyed by fire? Is this what unbearable torment feels like? It's good to have a sense of these things...

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Oh Yeah, and Happy Rapture, Everyone

Meet y'all in the lake of fire. Last one in's a rotten egg!

Another Little Solo Project Show


Here's a poster Matt Reid and I collaborated on for an upcoming show at our local coffee shop. "Our Igloo" may be me and Alison, or it may just be me — still to be determined. Either way should be fun, though I'm definitely pushing for the former. I'm gonna play a slightly different set from the last solo show, on electric guitar this time. Alison, if part of it, will be on keyboard. If not, she might be replaced by an iPod. We'll see...

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Vanity of Vanities; All Is Vanity*

So I go to get my hair cut yesterday by our friend Krista, and I can see that the vees in my receding hairline have increased in depth since the last time I was in. We now have to resort to strategic, Bieberesque trickery to keep them from showing up as large holes of nakedness on an otherwise covered scalp. I asked Krista what we're going to do when they get too big to cover up, and she said, "Shave it off." She was being flippant, but very short hair is kind of the only way to pull off male pattern baldness.

It's not at that point yet, but the inevitability is freaking me out a little. I can't do really short hair. Have you seen my ears? No, it looks like a wig will be the only solution...

And by the way, I don't mind these symptoms of aging when they're gradual. Noticing that I have less hair than I did five years ago? No problem — it's to be expected. But less hair than I had last time I got a haircut is going too far. Come on!

*Yes, I realize that pride in one's appearance is not the meaning of "vanity" in this quote. The other meaning suits the post just as well, though, don't you think?

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Haiku for You

This week has been incredibly busy, as well as an emotional roller coaster, which I don't even want to get into here. But so hence the blog break. I've been rereading some haiku by Issa as a way of trying to stay calm, and I thought I'd put some of my new favourites on here. These are from a different collection, translated by Robert Hass, from the Blyth translations I posted last year, so they have a slightly more modern flavour. I love the sweet, matter-of-fact way Issa has of expressing that the world is actually a pretty painful place.

Fleas in my hut,
it's my fault
you look so skinny.

Evening moon—
they visit the graves
and cool off.

What good luck!
Bitten by
this year's mosquitoes too.

Hey, sparrow!
out of the way,
Horse is coming.

Mother I never knew,
every time I see the ocean,
every time—

That last one puts a hand grenade in my mind and backs away slowly. Here's one I wrote on waking up to yet another grey and cold May morning:

Elm out the window
Going nowhere in the wind,
Its leaves little sails

Monday, May 09, 2011

More Brief Tunage



Here's another crack at a piano recording, this time with the microphone actually turned on. This little tune was driving me crazy until I tried putting it into a 5/8 time signature, which seemed to solve all the problems I was having with it.

And the Long & McQuade jingle contest site seems to be working now. They've changed the voting system from a 0-5-star rating to a thumbs-up-or-down mechanism, which makes me think previous votes probably don't count anymore. Here's the link to The Lodge's entry again, in case you didn't save it in your favourites. And also MacKenzie's classic rock entry, because how could you have heard that one enough times?

Sunday, May 08, 2011

Happy Mother's Day

... from one stylish lad to his equally stylish mum. I hope you're having a really nice day, wherever you are over there across the pond, Mom. And I hope all the other moms I know are getting all the love, respect, and R&R they deserve today too. You ladies are keeping this species going, and we need you more than ever. Love and hugs to all of ya!

Saturday, May 07, 2011

The Last Spoke

Today was a pretty nice day, so we went for a long bike ride on a trail that used to be a railway line. They've ripped up the tracks and put gravel down so people can walk, bike, and cross-country ski on it. It's paved in some parts too. Easy riding with very shallow ups and downs and lots of great views of lakes, industrial wasteland, and people's backyards full of junk.

Rumour has it you can take the thing all the way from west end Halifax down the south shore to Yarmouth! I know it also goes at least to Lawrencetown in the other direction, starting in Eastern Passage. We didn't get too far today, as it was our first real outing of the season. Just to Timberlea, where the path crosses the old #3 highway. But still, it was about a 25 km ride there and back (not including the first leg we did in the wrong direction along an actual working railway line, complete with a train full of bemused passengers). Our legs are kind of rubbery now, and our faces reddish from the sun. Fun times!



Friday, May 06, 2011

Show Poster

Here's the poster for the Lodge show next Saturday. Gonna be a good time. We're even planning on writing some lyrics for the newer songs. Tonight's the Gillian Austin show. Maybe we'll see you there.

Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Recommended Listening


My latest shipment of CDs arrived from Aquarius Records yesterday. Seems to be an especially good batch. That second one is True Widow's latest album. The full title is As High As The Highest Heavens And From The Center To The Circumference Of The Earth. It's super heavy, slow, and singable. Tape is another band I already knew about — really pretty and hypnotic ambient post-rock. Good for working to. Papercuts was a bit of a crapshoot, based on Aquarius' description of them as a cross between The Shins and Beach House. So far it's paying off.

But my hands-down favourite so far is The Oscillation. I'd never heard of these guys before, but man, is it ever up my alley. Some kind of space-rock/electronic hybrid that sounds like Vangelis one minute, German psychedelic rock the next, and some forgotten, dancy postpunk band the next. Wow. So good. Here's a sample.



Postscript to Monday's post: Lest The Lodge ever be accused of selling out on the grounds that writing commercial music for the sole purpose of acquiring product from the advertising client is antiartistic, gauche, and totally uncool, here are (one? two?) three(!) jingles for an insanely strong beer called Steel Reserve High Gravity Lager, penned and recorded by none other than The Ramones. They're pretty good, too. Of course, The Ramones broke up and started dying right after recording these, so maybe they're not the best pieces of evidence for my case...

Monday, May 02, 2011

Voting Day!

This is very important. I hope everyone will take the time to voice her opinion. How often do you get to be part of such a crucial decision? It only takes a few seconds, and every single vote is counted, so please do your duty as a Canadian radio listener and music lover by checking out The Lodge's entry in Long & McQuade's nationwide jingle contest.

I'm not saying you have to give it five stars or anything. Just rate it however you deem appropriate. I happen to think it's wildly catchy, myself, and wouldn't at all mind hearing it numerous times a day, even with obnoxious echoing voiceover, say over the tinny speakers embedded in the ceiling of a really soul-sucking office environment full of dirty beige cubicle dividers and fluorescent lighting, where having a coffee mug with your favourite sports team's logo on it counts as an act of self-expression and the only thing preventing you from stabbing your ballpoint pen with the name and address of one of the suppliers you sometimes have to talk to on the phone — either to order some mind-numbingly dull item like paperclips or toner or something more specialized that anyone outside of your industry wouldn't know or even have any reason to want to know what the heck it is, and if you're really honest with yourself those phone conversations are usually the high point in your day, because at least something happened, never mind how mundane, that you didn't already know was going to happen when you woke up that morning — printed on it into the neck of the coworker beside you who has been making a sniffling sound every 10 to 15 seconds for eight minutes now but who refuses to blow his nose even though he keeps a box of tissues within arm's reach on his desk and has immediately and without exception offered one to anyone who has ever sneezed in the office, ever (no matter how imperceptibly or how many cubicles away, so how could his sudden apparent ignorance of their existence be taken as anything but a cunning bit of passive aggression designed to make your day just a little bit more miserable than usual?) is one of the aforementioned beige dividers.

But maybe you feel otherwise. That's OK. There are different categories in the contest for different genres of music. Ours is in the "Modern Rock / Alternative" category, but maybe that's not exactly your cup of tea. If you're interested in hearing other entries, do yourself a favour and check out this sure winner from the "Classic Rock" section.

Sunday, May 01, 2011

Upcoming Shows


I've got a bunch of shows to play this month. Had a practice for this one yesterday — playing bass in Gillian Austin's backup band, The Brambles. Then, the following Saturday is a Lodge show at the same venue. I'll have to whip together a poster for that one soon. And closer to the end of the month I'm going to do another short solo set, this time at the coffee shop around the corner from our house, Local Jo. That one will be a double bill of me and Matt Reid. Haven't decided what instrument to play yet. I was thinking electric piano, but then when I started trying to practise the sustain pedal broke, so maybe I should take that as a sign. Electric guitar? We'll see...