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Maktaaq

Today I had an interesting experience.

I tried Maktaaq (Muktuk) for the first time.

For those of you unaware, Maktaaq is a delicacy for Inuit, and I was fortunate to have been given a few samples to try.

It’s chunks of whale skin with blubber on the underside. Sometimes served frozen, the servings that I had were room temperature. The pieces that I ate had come from a Narwhal, and had an interesting taste and texture.

I’m not able to place the taste (it was raw), but other people compared it to almonds. I like almonds, and this wasn’t unpleasant, except for the fact that the cube of maktaaq is layered as follows:

Where:

1 – whale blubber (fat)

2 – thin layer that almost has a cartilage type of constituency, but is impossible to chew through (I tried for about 5 minutes on one piece). Hardened tissue.

3 – the skin. The piece that I had was a dappled gray (because it was a Narwhal).

The blubber is meant to keep the animal warm, and is prized up here by hunters, as hunters that are able to bring home lots of blubber are ‘better hunters’, since the blubber is more important than the whale meat. An interesting topic that was brought up today was that Inuit historically have no instances of heart attacks due to cholesterol and other fats. This is because the fats found in blubber are the ‘good fats’. And because fat can be broken down into sugars, it is an essential source of energy for Inuit as well. I’m speaking of traditional Inuit, as here in Iqaluit, junkier foods prevail, although I will be attending a feast on Friday. FINALLY, more traditional foods.

As for the layer of really hardened tissue, I’m assuming it is to prevent the skin from being pierced too easily when swimming about.

The layer of skin is actually textured like many many many hair follicles. Mmmm.

All in all, an interesting experience. Definitely weird walking around town knowing that I have pieces of Narwhal stuck in my teeth.

(Vegetarians everywhere are cursing me right now).

Intense…and tourism

The days are getting far more intense here in Iqaluit.

1. Today, it snowed. Very little mind you, and most of it is gone, but still, it snowed.

2. The amount of rigidity in my schedule is increasing, as tomorrow I have 5 different meetings with different community groups, radio, and even a choir practice.

3. I’m still booking the AdverseVitalSigns tour starting October 10th, and I’m not having that great of luck this time around.

4. Applications for different festivals start quite soon, so I’m trying to do my homework on those. Including the Alianait festival here in Iqaluit.

5. Analysis of the data from my research up here needs to start.

Listing things helps me organize myself mentally.

The next few days until I leave Iqaluit are going to be busy busy busy. But I still need to make sure that I get out and act like a real tourist before I leave. I’d rather not, but I feel like I should. Taking pictures, getting people to take pictures of me, buying overpriced pieces of art for family, the whole nine.

Funk and Punk…and Kung Fu.

Last night was an interesting night.

I didn’t leave the residence until after 7:30 PM, at which time I had hoped to go to The Legion to catch a band called ‘The Ramblers’, who were apparently releasing a DVD. Unfortunately, it was membership only, and no one was willing to sign me in that I met.

Just as well, as I went to a “funk and punk” themed party instead. It was hosted by the same group of people that held the “robots and aliens” party the week previous. Interesting note: it was mostly white people, but there were a handful of Inuit there (although I don’t think that they were full Inuit), as I’ve found that the two different groups (francophones would be a third) generally keep to themselves. Sure, white people have X number of Inuit friends, and vice versa, BUT…that number rarely exceeds the number of friends they have of their own ethnic group. Regardless, the reason why I’m glad that I went to this party was because I met two very interesting people.

First was a lawyer working up here who was actually one of the founders of the Pop Montreal Festival. Back in 2002/2003, she helped write up the original business plans (which weren’t that great, considering that they lost a lot of money over the first 3 years. Apparently they weren’t able to secure any funding from any sources until they had established themselves as a festival for 3 years.

How did this discussion come about? They were serving St Ambroise beer, which has a Pop Montreal logo on the back of the bottle. Our initial interaction went as follows:
“hey look! Pop Montreal!”
“I applied their for the last 2 years and didn’t get in”
“oh yeah? I helped create it!”
…and our conversation went on from there. Turns out, she also used to do a lot of work for various environmental activist groups, specifically those interested in protecting Beluga whales.

Next, I met someone else that is currently working at the francophone school serving meals. She’s a vegan and enjoys making all sorts of different eco-friendly drinks, smoothies and more. By living in Iqaluit, she’s not able to prepare a lot of the different things that she’d like, since certain sprouts, grasses, and even dehydration units (instead of ovens) are not readily available up here. What was most interesting about talking to her was that she’s going to go to the Just For Laughs School, for 2 years, taking courses on comedy. This is because she thinks that her life, being a vegan and all her work with healthy foods and eating habits would make for great comedy. I wouldn’t be surprised, however, I WAS surprised at the fact that there is a school of comedy. How amazing. If music fails me, that’s next.

Meanwhile…at this time I’m currently watching a ridiculous movie called Kung Fu Hustle. If you’d like to see awesome action scenes with ridiculous dancing and stunts, I would recommend this movie. Like it says on the box, “Think KILL BILL meets LOONEY TUNES”.

The Knife

If you haven’t been following the blog you may not realize, but the last few have been leaning more towards music than research.

I played guitar in the residence for the first time since being here, and sure felt good.

I even wrote most of a new song. It’s working title is ‘The Knife’.

Lyrics:

I’ve got a message to deliver
Before my time has come and gone
Could this reify you?
Could this reify you?

Your words are just a few,
and actions even fewer
How would they define you?
How would they define you?
——-

If I could leave a mark
something set in stone
can you bring me a knife?
for the bones…

——-
Your fears are all against you
but persevere some more
do they petrify you?
do they petrify you?

you want to make a difference
but you’re up against the world
Will they nullify you?
will they nullify you?
——–

If I could leave a mark
something set in stone
can you bring me a knife?
for the bones…

——–
your body’s aging fast
haunted by an unrewarding past
why would they deny you?
why would they deny you?

when you have been forgotten
and no one knows your name
who would recognize you?
who would recognize you?

When you are under ground
no record of the sounds you made
Would they identify you?
would they identify you?

They will identify you
They will identify you
They have identified you…

by your bones

It’s all about perceptions by others. Everything that you do in life, who is it being done for, and will anyone recognize or acknowledge that fact? When it’s all said and done, once you’ve been buried for 50 years, what will anyone be able to identify you by other than your remains; your bones.

What I’m getting at is that we should all make efforts to make a lasting impression of ourselves on the world in our lifetimes. Some impressions will not be as readily acknowledged as others, but it’s important to always stand in the face of adversity, for what you believe to be just. [Sigh, sometimes I wish I was Polar Man, or at least an Aquabat]

My contribution? It’s hard to say what I would like it to be.

“I’d like to put out an awesome double disc CD/DVD”

…yes…but how is that helping anyone else? You’re right. It’s not. It’s satisfying my own lust for musical creativity and expression. HOWEVER. The conceptualization behind the project is multi-faceted, and in the next few months, you will no doubt read more about that concept. But I’d also like to incorporate something that will empower listeners as well. Ideas: TBA.

However, it’s really cool that many different organizations are helping make strides towards change, such as Google.

Music and tourism time

Being up here in Iqaluit, slightly distanced from my equipment (in the old residence) and the ability to be noisy at any time of day has certainly taught me a few things.

1. Not to rely on equipment for music. There is a reason I have an acoustic guitar. To play music with BY ITSELF.

2. Not all songs need looping (although it certainly does help in some cases!)

3. Songwriting and lyrical content is what I need to focus on at the current moment

4. I really wish that I hadn’t forgotten that one cord that allows me to record while I’m here. I’ve been coming up with some good stuff, and I hope it’s not being lost.

5. Coffeehouses are a great atmosphere, so having a variety in repertoire is always a plus.

6. Open Mic nights are positive and negative:
A) Positive: you get the chance to showcase some of your original music to new people
B) Positive/Negative: you can butcher one of your favorite cover songs, and while hating yourself, the rest of the room does not hate you.
C) Negative: Open Mic’s with full bands are not a good time to showcase an acoustic ballad. Buzzkill. (Not that I did this, but someone mentioned that I should, to which I replied “are you crazy?!”)

I’ve got a new lyrical snippet in my head, and the end of the chorus sings:

“can you bring me a knife?
for the bones…”

I know…a scrap at best…but hey! I wrote it at a youth centre while listening to kids blaring Guitar Hero III, followed by walking, and soon to be capped off with sitting in a residence room, not being able to play my guitar and imagine where I want the lyrics to go.

The concept for the song will be self-empowerment. Fail to see the connection between that and knives/bones? That’s alright…when it’s complete you’ll understand.

Tomorrow brings the weekend, which means that while I don’t have any scheduled interviews, I will play the part of the dreaded tourist, visiting attraction after attraction, taking photos of anything and everything, purchasing overpriced knick knacks from arts groups that take commission from the artists’ themselves (I’m kidding, I’ll buy it direct from the artist).

I’ve acquired a new cable for the weekend that will allow me to download pictures, so watch out readers! More photos to come.

Ghost stories + the CBC


The college residence has a history of hauntings, so I’ve been told by countless people.

Apparitions have been seen wandering the halls, going in and out of the rooms and more.

There’s also a room near mine that will not be ‘rented’ out, because there was a person formerly in that room that hanged themselves.

Also, with the history of residential schools in the community, after the air base personnel left in the 50’s, the residence was turned into a boarding home for children at residential schools. That being said, there was a lot of abuse that was suffered in this building. Spirituality is important up here, and they believe there to be lots of disrupted spirits in this building. I don’t know if there have been any documented accounts of altercations with ghosts, but I have yet to see one. The only sounds I hear at night are other residents rolling in their beds (the beds really creak a lot), and the planes that enjoy revving their engines at 12:30 in the morning.

I’ll try and take some photos this evening of the college residence, and then post them at another date. Maybe I’ll capture a ghost. I like ghosts.

In other news, I almost feel like a political journalist, as I’ve been attending various political events, such as today’s candidate debates, hosted by CBC Radio North. The reason is because I’m interested in seeing whether issues surrounding youth are part of the candidates’ political platforms. I was at CBC this morning talking with Patricia Bell, the Circumpolar Affairs Reporter, and she mentioned that Inuit youth migration is becoming more of a political issue. I’m not so sure if the migration aspect is already a political issue, but from the candidate speeches I listened to today, the different motivations behind migration are factors, such as education and improving quality of life for youth up here in Iqaluit. I’m going to be getting in touch with her on Monday, as she’s interested in doing a piece on youth migration (and no doubt there’ll be some of my music in the background, let’s not be silly).

Note: Inuktitut has sounds that are more similar to French than English.