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Headline stolen from Calgary Grit. According to Ann Coulter, Bill Clinton is gay because he likes to have sex with lots of women. Indeed. Does that make me anorexic for all the poutine I've been eating?
Maybe tomorrow, I'll wanna settle down. Until tomorrow I'll just keep movin' on...
Headline stolen from Calgary Grit. According to Ann Coulter, Bill Clinton is gay because he likes to have sex with lots of women. Indeed. Does that make me anorexic for all the poutine I've been eating?
My boss just shut off the lights in the office declaring it was "getting too hot." Apparently fluorescent office lights let off a lot of heat. Now I must open my blinds to let in the SUN. That'll keep things nice and cool.
I interrupt all this posting about music and camping to remind you that I am, in fact, a giant dork. It has just been revealed that Peter Cullen, who did the vocie of Optimus Prime in the 1980s cartoon will once again be doing the voice for the upcoming live-action Transformers movie (You did know they were making one, right?). Woo hoo! Carry on.
I'll get around to updating the last 2 Bluesfest posts I swear. But for now, i'm going city-crazy, so Barb and I are going camping at Canisbay Lake in Algonquin Park for the weekend. It's our first Ontario camping adventure.
Didn't pay much attention during Wintersleep last night, but they seemed good. Holy Fuck was awesome. Picture a bunch of guys on stage with drums, guitar, and bass plus an array of Casio keyboards, effects boards, mixers etc. mimicking 'electronic' music (no vocals). It's like half video game music, half rock. It sounds like that might be good, but it's great. They don't take themselves too seriously, so it's fun, fun music. I checked out their tour schedule and they seem to be doing a lot of festivals, which is odd, as I'd love to catch them in a club where people are feeling more dancey.
Well, I ruined my Bluesfest streak. I would have loved to see Etta James yesterday, but I needed a break. I went home and napped and vegged all night. It was wonderful, except for the heat. Up until now we've hactually had a fairly decent summer. It's been hot, but cooling down at night. We've barely needed to use the AC. Yesterday evening was hot and humid, however, and everyone chez nous was melting. It is so hot and muggy on the top storey of our house that it's crazy. AC was going all night yesterday.
I caught a bit of Nelly Furtado and the Hackensaw Boys last night, but not much, as Barb had me wading through crowds. Cant' really give a review, but I saw Nelly a few years ago and I don't know why she insists on performing with awful, awful backup dancers.
So, we were with a group of friends the other night and there was a busker spitting fire outside our patio (not an unusual occurrence in the market). Mike did not understand the allure of it and asked if it had something to do with the guy's "control over the fire." I said that that was probably part of it (and the fact that fire is cool, duh) and I brought up one of Freud's crap-theories (irony intentional) from Civilization and Its Discontents that said an important contributor of the beginnings of civilization was related to man's ability to control his desire to control nature, i.e. men being able to extinguish fire through urination. Mike said that was weird and asked who would ever pee on a fire. I was shocked that Mike has never peed on a fire. What guy has not peed on a fire?
Blue Rodeo was great. Unfortunately I believe I may be a poorer music journalist than a sports journalist, and that's saying something. Seriously, all I seem to be able to come up with is rating these shows on a great, awesome, really good, good... scale. Oh well, you's the suckers that gotta deal with it.
Last night was good Canadian rock. The Stills were a great opener. Matt Mays & El Torpedo performed really well, but they're a little soft for my liking. Sam Roberts rocked a huge crowd. I'm a big Sam Roberts fan and he didn't disappoint, impressing the non-fans as well. Oh yeah, i rocked out. In my raincoat...
Being tired we went a bit late to Bluesfest on Sunday. We wandered around the stages and caught some of Elmer Ferrer's set of rocking electric guitar blues. We caught a few songs from Ani DiFranco's set. It was, well, Ani DiFranco, if you like that sort of thing. We decided to forego Michael Franti and check out Solomon Burke, which was our best decision so far. It was unreal. The "king of rock and soul," a large black man, came out in a sparkling black 3-piece suit and proceeded to sit on the throne where he performed the rest of the night. This was real, genuine blues from a Rock & Roll Hall of Fame inductee. And what a performance. He made his band hand roses to "all the ladies" in the crowd, randomly called out for someone to "pass the chicken" mid-song, and performed "Proud Mary" with the Detroit Women. An amazingly entertaining show.
Elvis Perkins was good Dylan-esque music. Matt Costa was really good. A little hard to pin down. A bit folky, a bit bluesy, a bit indie rock (you can hear some samples here. Barb bought a CD, and apparently finds him dreamy. Jason Collett was pretty good, I would have preferred a bit more energy, but I guess that's not really his style. Jo bought a CD and went to giggle at him. I enjoyed Feist. Chaotic arts & crafts stuff with instruments everywhere but a little more mainstream. Her voice is absolutely amazing, man she can sing. Jo bowed out early to catch some of Bell Orchestre which she enjoyed.
Got to Bluesfest last night in time to see some opening bands on the main stage. They were pretty good - Barb wanted to buy a CD but they were really expensive $20+ for an independent musician? Not a good promotional strategy. We were mostly front and centre for Corb Lund. He did a fantastic set, he really is an awesome musician (even if he is an Oilers fan). The crowd loved him and it was great he was able to be on the main stage - a good portion of the crowd was there waiting for Great Big Sea, but still seemed to enjoy the set. A while later Barb and I grabbed a couple of CDs and spoke to Lund. He said he's playing the Coca-Cola Stage at the Stampede, so Calgarians should go check him out.
Off to see Corb Lund
Hurtin Albertan, nothin' left to lose
Too much oil money, not enough booze
New Johnny Cash CD, American V: A Hundred Highways, is out with songs he was working on before he passed away. Haven't had a chance to listen to the whole thing yet, but his cover of Gordon Lightfoot's If You Could Read my Mind is un-f***ing-believable. Also need to take a listen to Personal File.
Today is the first day of Stampede. I wish I was in Calgary, but I can't complain too much, as I was there last year. At least two of my friends here, including Rob South, are going back though.
It's been a year now that my mom passed away. There's not really much that I can say here. It's still an incredibly painful thing to think about. In some ways it seems like just yesterday, but at the same time it's been a long, dificult year. It was hard to not be with any family today, but I am grateful that I've been able to go to Calgary twice in the past few months, especialy being able to see Elodie.
What do you think? I've been dawdling on getting a custom one, so for now a Blogger template will have to do. I'll try and get comments working soon. I suppose it's hard for you to answer the "what do you think" question without a comments section...
I have a lot to blog about. I don't have time right now to get into the details of my Canada Day, but it can be summed up in what happened to start the day. Barb, Michelle, and I were walking to Rob South's for his second annual Canada Day Stampede Pancake Breakfast. As we were crossing a busy intersection a panicked dog ran in front of us, followed by the even-more panicked owner of said dog, who was trying to rescue his pet from traffic. The dog did not seem to want to be rescued. I tried unsuccessfully to catch him. As he darted away the owner yelled out "Toby, come back here!" Of course.