MMMMM, donuts… tea and expounding… What more can one ask for in an outing, other than sunshine, warmth and green grass? Oh well! Maybe in July. Passing through Toronto, Sammy managed to squeeze in a photoshoot with the talanted and imaginary Teri Quinn.
Actually, I meant imaginative! Artist and photographer T. Quinn, who is known primarily for landscapes, agreed to shoot us as long as we just inserted ourselves into a scene she was already pointed at. A few (dozen) donuts and a story later and we left feeling full of sugar and good intentions. We crashed an hour later and had to sleep them off.
Winter picnic advice:
- hot water, tea and coffee
- protein !
- checkered blanket or water proof tablecloth
- change of clothes for your wet ass
- climbing gear
- your cat
- your computer
- a sarcastic photographer
- anyone, really
We three have been on a writing and recording bender in the past 8 months. It has been an interesting process as quite a bit of it was done online. But being this is a new age driven by techknowledgey we jumped on that band wagon willingly. Trying on new tunes and restyling a few oldies but goodies we have come to pick out the best 13 of the bunch. The result you ask… is our new cd that is scheduled to be released in September 2013. Keith currently has the mixing reins and is reeling in the wild horses a little. (but not too much) We are extremely excited to share with you all the product of our musical mayhem.
Internet down and rain pouring, but look! I can still blog… Ahh, 21st century.
So Sammy is playing a show at the Railway this Saturday. I call us “Sammy V3″ because we are sans Ellen and avec Ferdy and Erin. We will be playing around 10 pm so come early! Erin will be showing off her guest voice with a Neil Young cover and we will be doing the short sweet set version of our peppy tunes. Ferdy is on guitar and Joel is on the bass, and yes, we like to force people off their instrument of choice…
Ask me about V2.
Thursday never had it so good! June 14th Sammy plays in Vancouver:
362 powell street, Vancouver, BC V6A 1G4
Cover $5, show starts at 8pm.
Can’t ask for too much more in a gig! One of the more unique festivals as there is a “hobbit” house built underground with a fire inside you can sit around. From the top it just looks like the grass is smoking. Later there is dj dancing in the pyramid surrounded by kegs of wine waiting to age. I am happily getting my first real sunburn of the year and anticipating an awesome show at 10 pm when the sun sets and the energy rises.
We are havin’ a party, Sammy’s last official night in Charlottetown and the conclusion of our East Coast tour. We can also walk to our accommodations from the bar…. yeeahhhh!
I never seem to lose the awe of driving across a bridge over the ocean. Who was it that thought one day “I think a bridge would be better than a boat”. Even though the distance is daunting and the water on many days is surf-able, man made this 12.9 km bridge. It takes 15 to 20 minutes to cross this bridge. I kept thinking “we are still on the bridge” 6 songs play before we were finally across. Crazy.
We decided to take the coastal drive to Tatamagoush NS as it was the lesser distance. As we were driving as the sun set the colours along the coast were magnificent. The roads were a bit windy but the view made up for the peril.
When we arrived at Fables we were greeted with hugs from Hanna and a warm welcome from her husband Chuck. This venue was impressive on many levels. Not only was the stage set up perfectly to acquire the best sound from any band, Chuck made the best margarita I have tasted north of mexico (and better than some in mexico) and Hanna served fresh locally grown dining options that blew my tastebuds away. But the thing that really impressed me was it and the town were doing more for the environment than I have ever seen in a Canadian community. The town had installed a windmill and were in the process of adding more. The bar was heated with a air exchanger heat pump which used the same amount of power as a hairdryer. The community also had their own money as to keep the business local. It was one of the coolest communities I have ever encountered.
Chuck and Hanna also hosted us that evening at their home. We were greeted outside by their 3 golden labs who lead us towards the home on the waterfront where we were to be staying the night. Before entering the house we got the warning “don’t put your hands near the pigs mouth his tusks are razor sharp”. I am thinking “what are we getting into” but off we went to meet the pig. Pourquoi the pig was in his pen relaxing. He had a lot to say when we arrived I was shocked by how articulate he was. The “noises” he made really did sound like a language that I didn’t understand. Pretty wacky. “don’t try and talk pig” Chuck told us “because he gets offended”
Our sleeping area was a loft over the garage that was decked out with 4 beds a 3piece bathroom and some gym equipment if we wanted to work out. I played goldie locks to pick a bed and found the middle one was just right.
To end the evening we went downstairs to enjoy a ginger beer and some good conversation with our hosts. I picked their brains about their environmental choices as I am really hoping to take a few home with me.
In the morning I came downstair and Pourquoi started chatting to me. I felt if I just walked to the kitchen for coffee that it would be a bit rude so I went over and talked to him a bit (in English not Pig) when he was finished (and he did stop talking which was also a bit strange) I went into the kitchen where I found Cj, Keith and Hanna “It is weird waking up in the morning to a talking pig” I said and they all laughed, then Cj commented “That is exactly what I said”
As the sky darkened and the wind wound up to blow we loaded up the pathfinder to make our way to The Dunk. Luckily we had Garmin along for the ride as I am unsure if we would have been successful in finding this little gem of a venue without her. Down bumpy roads and winding turns our fateful GPS unit told us where to go. As we approached the cabin turned music venue we spotted our opening act Connie Saulnier on the side of the highway so we knew that we needed to stop to help her get her car started, or that we have arrived. Luckily it was the latter as the snow had just begun to fall and the wind was picking up.
We loaded our gear and wares into the cabin and set up for a cozy cottage show. Connie’s set was melodic and thought provoking. It also included a quirky little number that included a Jaw Harp solo that was dedicated to her father.
As we broke into our set mother nature also was singing her own song with a variety of instruments which included slush, snow, ice and wind.
I thought jamming with the storm felt like being a part of one of earths great symphonies. What a great way to spend an evening. Well until the drive home. lol
After thanking our host Hal and saying our farewells to all the folks who weathered the storm to get here (and now home) we loaded up once again and endured the drive back to Charlottetown.
It felt like we were in the first Star Wars movie. I was Hans Solo taking the Millennium Falcon into hyper drive except we were not going anywhere near light speed.
We made it back without incident and are today quite happy our next show is on Thursday, thus giving Mother Nature a few days to calm down.