Wed 28 Feb 2007
My prediction is realized: a good strong start, a fading perfunctory finish (See Tour Blog February 17: 2 + 2 = ?). Without saying too much, I’ll say this: blogs call for the truth, but NOT the whole truth. Or maybe I’m not brave enough yet…
Quick run-down of what you might have missed:
Saturday, Leopard Frog Studio, Kingston, ON (Thanks Chris and Ellen!)
Coco and I played for a great little crowd. I love it when the listeners are practically sitting in each other’s laps. It helps to create a mood of camaraderie, just like watching a comedy in a theatre filled with a giggly audience. Big bonus: sleeping at the venue – no need to pack up and drive home and unpack and sleep and repack.
Sunday, Black Sheep Inn, Wakefield, QC (Thanks Roch and Tiff!)
My impression was that we drew in a pretty big (drinking) crowd for a Sunday afternoon. Darren wrestled with the digital mixer, a boomy room, and cold encouragement from the local soundman but we all won in the end. Well, some more than others… But I sung my guts out.
Hmmm…
And def check out Lynne Hanson and her “Porch Music”!
Monday, Day Off, Ottawa, ON (Thanks Gordon and Lucia!)
While I still think it’s a good idea, my personal interest in the “thrift store” has waned. I wouldn’t have imagined that I could be so bored amid the racks of broken toys and pilled t-shirts. What a way to spend a day…
I had a nice time retracing my steps with Coco’s cousin Tiffany. I’m surprised I haven’t had to seek out my forgotten travel mug more often. It’s a nuisance, that little plastic goblet, but it houses my Yogi Throat Comfort Tea and I just can’t leave that behind.
Tuesday, Day Off, Toronto, ON (Thanks again Gordon and Lucia!)
I’ve never had to pay for an elevator ride, let alone so much! Even with our 2-for-1 coupon from Lucia, Darren and I still spent $35 to visit the top of the CN Tower. Perhaps I should count the fee instead as a payment towards better self-awareness; without my run-in with the glass floor, I wouldn’t realize the extent of my paralyzing fear of heights.
Nataraj on Bloor: YUM!