Quote from a Tim Horton’s: “Why’re you mopping the floor? Its just gonna go back dirty.” Hot damn, its good to be back in Canada. Its great. The weather is shit and I cleaned garbage from the front of the house and was loving it. How do those kinds of things get all tangled in [...]
-sunlight
-ben and jerry’s chocolate brownie frozen yoghurt
-shoes
-orion in the clear, night sky; i havent seen him in a long time
-four compliments from strangers on my greying hair colour
-great plants just growing wild
Is the darkness eroding our spirit? If we were touring some uplifting, four on the floor, George Benson schnitz, would we be happier, more pleased, wanting to dance always? Is that how the Scissor Sisters would feel after a four month tour? While in Glasgow for our last show, I was in a cafe where [...]
Leeds or burst…an obscure joke from the opening credits of Perfect Strangers. Balki was certainly the original Borat.
After show in Leeds. I realised tonight that this town may have the best food in England. Three for three here, and that’s amazingly good for the UK. Sorry to everywhere else.
Last night was Manchester, where we [...]
I pretend Germany doesn’t interest me, that there’s something too grotesque about the past; too complicated. We walked by the Polish Cultural centre, Murray asked if I wanted to go in and I declined: “I can’t, I’ll probably just start crying.” So Berlin, all its older buildings pockmarked and crumbling by WWII bullet marks and [...]
For an indifferent city, Amsterdam’s weather is very moody. Sunny clear skies, then a burst of rain, then a full rainbow, then a flash of lightning, a clap of thunder, and hail. And still people riding their bicycles, riding in parkas, holding umbrellas, talking on mobile phones. They don’t really mind, here.
On our way [...]
Can you imagine the number of burnouts reality TV is producing? My new favourite is Rockstar: Supernova. The amazing thing is the “contestants” can barely sing; they are all preoccupied with looking the part and having the right moves and accessories. Its amazing entertainment, seeing these people so embarassingly caught up in themselves. Krief saw [...]
The other night we had a dinner party. The guest list read like a Pitchfork press release: “…featuring members of The Dears, Metric, Stars, Death From Above 1979.” It’s nice having people over, since it’s replaced my going out. Sometimes I feel like I’m missing something, being at home all the time. But then that [...]
Our camera broke. It broke while we were at the other side of the Pacific Ocean at Bondi Bay. Was it sand in the lens? Anyway, no pictures of us Canadians wading to our knees, proclaiming: “Its so warm!” while Jonathan from Speak’n’Spell watches us, shivering. Then trips to London, Toronto, and no photographic evidence. [...]
Saturday, July 2 – Rock Wertcher, Belgium – we drive for what seems hours, meandering through a small Belgian town, then through a forest until we find our escort – three bicycles – to take us to the site. There are hundreds of thousands of people at this festival, drunk and eating sausages. This is [...]
