Travis and I made plans to finish some recordings and to go see a show at the Biltmore on my day off. The song we were recording was coming along nicely, but we took a break to meet up with Kirsten from Arctic, and then made our way to the Biltmore to catch Ford Pier, as he opened for Carolyn Mark and NQ Arbuckle. I was only slightly disappointed to find out Ford was
performing sans band, but I later started talking to the guy next to me (the only other person yelling along with Ford) discovering that he was the drummer for their band! Regardless, it was an awesome set, with there only being one track I didn’t recognize. He even closed with ‘My New Bar’, which was exciting because of the intense screaming at the end. It was certainly a change of pace for the headlining act (Ford backed up on guitar).
They were alright, except that the material didn’t seem as though it was being executed with much precision (despite being a collaboration album release party). They finished their first set, and Travis and I took off, having seen what we wanted to see (of course I gave Ford a
copy of my album to listen to), and feeling like we weren’t going to miss much from the headlining second set. That night, I rediscovered Pho.
I went skiing finally! It’s been since 2000, and it was definitely long overdue!
I met up with Juan and we hit up Mount Seymour.
There was tons of snow up there, apparently they’ve been getting dumped upon.
After the ski-sesh, we went back to his place to hang out with some TBay-ites, have some food, and check out his unreal view from the apartment patio.
That night, Travis and I met up again after he finished participating in a ‘play-piercing’ session.
Open mics are funny things, and you often meet some really interesting people. I played at Darby’s Pub, and met two fellows from an open mic earlier that week: a finger-picking champion guitar player, and an actor (who did a lot of voice-work on Transformers Beastwars!). Not only that, but Travis and I had an encounter with a strange lady outside of the venue. All we heard was someone muttering “suck it! suck it!” over and over again, so we looked over, to see this lady wandering across the street. Nothing too intense, until we noticed that she had 2 knives in her left hand. Weird. Then as we criss-crossed each others paths, Travis noticed she had another, bigger knife in her right hand, which she happened to be twitching back and forth, apparently in his direction. It probably wasn’t intentional, but you can never be too crazy with some crazies!
Once I got to Vancouver (after another awesome mountain drive in the rain), I met with Travis, and Bam! We started making music! I’ll have something to post quite soon I’m sure!
But in the meantime, we hit up the Corduroy Lounge for an open mic. It was great though, as all the performers were more professional musicians than amateurs, so needless to say the quality was amazing. I also left my power supply for my looper at Travis’, so I had to bolt back to his place and grab it. Having to return to grab some of my gear is actually one of my only recurring nightmares. Terrifying, I know.