With Gusto

I'm Going Downtown

Lots to do lots to do.

I bought a massive duffel bag off of J. at the corporate store she works at. It zips up into sections to control the size of the bag. It is black with a Hawaian style flower pattern and it cost hardly anything. I also bought razors because I'm going to grow sideburns and a fu-man-chu for the tour. And we're opening for Randy Bachman in Vancouver. Very strange and delightful. Five more sleeps until we fold our songs into the geography that is Canada.

As I played in front of the mirror this morning I pulled a muscle in my back. Fucked me up. I went down to the Dallas beach cliffs and jumped along the rocks. Bumblebees swarmed my red T-shirt, but I'm no longer afraid of them, they're quite enjoyable. It's like little particles of the cliffs dart out to greet me. When I leave Victoria I'll miss those cliffs.

Packed up a load of junk and threw a lot out yesterday and watched a terrible movie called THE JOY LUCK CLUB. Great premise, but HOLLYWOOD PICTURES produced it so it was overly sentimental. Some good story telling though, probably more to do with Amy Tan than anyone.

I purchased three albums. The Corb Lund Band's MODERN PAIN, Bod Dylan's NASHVILLE SKYLINE, and John Prine's self-titled debut. All really good. The Dylan one is going to take a long time to digest. . . his albums can be very surreptious when he wants them to be. John Prine is good ol' country, and Corb Lund, who I believe played in The Smalls is a country bluegrass thing. Pfun and pfunny.

Tomorrow is all about trying to rake interviews out of journalist's in Calgary and Onterrible.

Posted by matty-b at May 29, 2005 3:01 PM