070726 - Charlottetown

** More video blogs are coming. I'm having some issues with missing chords which I hope to clear up in the morning.**

I arrived at Brennan’s Pub. No poster posted and the promoter had moved away. One of the bands had cancelled, the other band had been reduced to a solo act.

Brad Perry opened the night solo. He was awesomely talented, as seems the norm in the Maritimes.

I played a long set, which was enjoyable.

Then I got invited to an all night party of creative painters and musicians. We got really eft up and played Frisbee until the sun rose. It was quite enchanting, as are many things in Charlottetown, PEI.

070725 - Antigonish

Antigonish - Opportunity knocks me out.

I entered the Piper’s Pub to have a quick brew, as I was busking in Antigonish. The entertainer’s on stage were looking flustered trying to get the audio equipment to work. I’m a sound guy by profession, so I gave them a hand, and gave them a nice sound. In return, the Celtic musicians said “hey, do you want to play a set tonight?”

Of course I did.

So, I’m on stage, playing my acoustic guitar, warming myself up. A few songs in, I did my Kitchener-Waterloo-Polka-Rap special remix of Maybe Yo’ Momma. Some hippy chicks started dancing up front. A big Jamaican woman started dancing on stage.

So, I decided to play Cool Breeze, a pure hiphop song. I plugged in the computerized beat and started rapping. The big Jamaican woman started booty-rubbing on me and dancing all crazy. The hippy chicks are loosing it. The crowd is entertained… so I think.

At the end of the song, a big bouncer in a blue shirt grabs me by arm, drags me offstage and says “we don’t play that kind of music here”.

I sat outside, humiliated and confused, and went back in to retrieve my shit. The bartender gave me a beer and apologized. “We’re just not that kind of bar”.

I didn’t sleep well that night, so I drove to the Pictou County ferry to PEI.

070720 - St. John's to Cornerbrook

I'm in Antigonish!

070718 - Cornerbrook to St. John's

I'm sitting at the Yacht Club in Baddeck, NS. My mom's hometown.

I slept 5 hours on the ferry. Took a 3 hour nap at Aunt Paula's. Then I slept 10 hours last night. That's 18 hours of sleep in one day. Newfoundland was awesome!

070716 - Gross Morne, NFLD

I'm exhausted, my hands are shakey, and I plan to sleep for the next 48 hours.

My Newfoundland tour.

Sunday to Wednesday. Hiked Gross Morn National park,
Wednesday night, rocked Cornerbrook.
Thursday, drove 11 hours through fog and Moose hazards to St. John’s.
Thursday night, rocked St. John’s.
Friday day, hiked Signal Hill.
Friday Night, rocked St. John’s.
Saturday day, drove 11 hours to Cornerbrook.
Saturay night, rocked Cornerbrook.
Sunday, hiked around Deerlake.
Sunday night, rocked Deerlake.
Monday early morning overnight. Drove to ferry.
Monday day. Slept on ferry.
Monday night. Passed out at Aunt Paula’s. Checked some emails, not all.

I’m exhausted.

Here's my Gross Morne Video.

A sidenote.

I would like to send hugs to my Mom and Sister and Cousin Jeano.

I wish my band Canary Mine was here in St. John's. It's awesome out here.

070715 - Sydney NS to Port Aux Basques NF

The Newfoundland Ferry and a travelling companion.