Friday, March 17, 2006

I am blogging live from one of my fave places in Quebec; the musee de la civlization. After a nice strong cafe alongee my brain is starting to function again and i hope we can convince the kids to look at at least one more exhibit. The view from here is heavy as we watch the ice flow east on the St Lawrence.

a bientot,

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Hi folks,

there will be a shortage of blogging over the next four or five days and I will be hard to reach by email. Hopefully there will be even more Maple Leaf victories to talk about when I am back online.

Try this blogto keep your blog part of your brain well nutritioned. (that is a weird sentence)


Monday, March 13, 2006

I really have a hard time doing this booking job sometimes for the
Red Guitar

Besides the fact that it is a lot of work I find myself in strange situations that seem almost like conflicts of interest. This problem of being on the other side of the fence makes it strange. I am always trying to make things a little better for the musicians (and so is Corry ) but I also really understand now much better, how a club works, the bottom line etc.

Now I am running into people trying to get out of their gigs that I called them for at the RG to do other "better" gigs. The conflict I have here is that to a lot of musicians music is mostly or completely work. This is one attitude I have never subscribed to. It is the same reason that when I hear others complaining about being on the road I think of how lucky they are.

Because a gig pays more they feel they have to take it? Even if they have a gig at the Red Guitar, playing the music of their choice with their group?

I am not really sure what to do about this part of the job but I do know it is important to me to do what I can do, to help change the overall image and quality of the jazz industry in Canada. Personally, I think it has to start with artists treating their music more like art.

Thanks for listening to my birthday rant.

any thoughts?

Hello blogosphere,

I was born 40 years ago today in Hamilton Ontario. Thanks to my Mom, watching from above for having me and raising me (my Dad too of course!...will see him tonight) so that I could enjoy all these great years on this wonderful planet.

Let's keep this planet alive so others can have a similar (but different) experience.

happy birthday to me!


Sunday, March 12, 2006

I open my eyes every two minutes or so and shift my head to see some of the abstract paintings that are the real world outside the train's windows. My mind is in a haze but I am able to see through it enough to enjoy my own reflection in the window. beautiful. Last night's concert is now the pastel painting I see in front of me blurring together with thoughts about tonights show in a new Country.

That was fun, as I was having a little "awake dream" on the Go train yesterday. The boys were screaming loud enough that they made most of the people on the train smile because of their childish excitement. It was obvious these boys are new to the train tracks that follow the south shore of Lake Ontario between Toronto and Burlington. (well...that is the part I know anyways)

It is equally fun to be in the that travelling, underslept artistic haze that the road brings on as it is to be with my family returning from a party in the suburbs.

Sometimes I question both but in the end I wouldn't trade either and don't ever want it to stop. Kind of like a train.

At the party I met this really nice guy who I had a lot of fun talking music with. I found it interesting that he really wanted me to come over and listen to music sometime. This was a good reminder that people without kids really have no idea how different life is when you got em.

There are so many things, including hanging out with my friends at their house and listen to music that I don't have time to do any more. It would be scarry if I started a list of things I don't have time to do. (have I ever mentioned that I haven't played a real game of tennis since Dylan was born 7 years ago. This is true but might not mean much to you unless you know how much I have enjoyed playing tennis since I was about ten years old)

This is my last day as a thirty something. Tommorrow will be no different but will be fun as I look forward to seeing a couple of those friends that I never get to listen to music with anymore.

Go Leafs Go!

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