I'm writing from the basement of a giant white stone house in Saskatoon. As I've spent approimately 36 hours in a car to get to this point. I don't really have any huge impressions of Manitoba or Saskatchewan other than that they both appear quite flat... Sorry for being so dull, hopefully these snacks won't be:
- Our show in Winnipeg felt pretty typical of a first-date-on-the-tour type show. We got squeezed out of a soundcheck, and then faced opening band belligerence from our sound guy. Despite that we played a decent, if slightly nervous show. The free pepperoni sticks were a nice touch, though the slot machines in the venue were a little too reminiscent of our night in Thunder Bay...
- I really miss playing in my other band Screeching Oldie. Yeah, granted we're not a real band but a Rock Band but fuck we're on the cusp of world domination... I wish in this instance life paralleled (not really art... but uh,) game (?) even a fraction more than it currently does but the reality is that tomorrow I climb into our Rent-A-Wreck Ford Taurus to drive 6 more hours.
- Out of some paternal, or maybe Albertan impulse Ross has started adding 'poo' to the ends of our first names. They sound something like this: Slimmy-Poo, Siena-Poo, Jesse-Poo. I guess that makes us a shitty little family... (Couldn't resist, but really, it is pretty endearing).
- After being jammed into a small station wagon for several hours the most effective way to relax is by watching one of those extreme sports shows in your Super 8 Motel. We found this show counting down the most painful X-treme sports accident clips of that week. Pretty fucking hilarious. A guy tried to do some crazy snow-jump and ended up flipping his Snowmobile. The commentator: "Two words, Vegetative State." Classic.
- Marilyn Manson's Antichrist Superstar is still at the top of the heap. Considering covering Irresponsible Hate Anthem [video] by tours' end... In keeping with this theme, we've been jamming out to other metal bands like Metallica and Tool, but nothing is quite hitting the spot in the same way. We need to get some more Manson.
- I'm pretty jealous of Jesse's and (to a lesser extent) Siena's ability to fall asleep in the car. "Fuck those guys," I find myself thinking... I consider sticking things up their noses, like those awesome quesadilla chips we got. This morning I threw a sock at Jesse's sleeping face (it was his sock).
- You try not making a joke driving past the Welcome to Regina sign. Don't judge me.
- Before we arrived at our destination in Saskatoon our hosts (the extremely generous Klassen's) warned us that if we showed up before 9 pm we might interrupt a silent Quaker meeting. We showed up later, but I kind of wish we had seen what that might've looked like. Instead we had a nice jam with the family's home-made instruments (these seriously rule, check the photo above).
We play tonight in Saskatoon and then Edmonton next. Having fun, but starting to look forward to the epic drive home.