Shortly after Charles Manson died, a couple droll Tweets by Kaleb Horton crossed my feed: They hit me as funny enough to check out Horton’s The Last Exit Show podcast, and I was not disappointed that the most recent episode opened with a monologue that carried on the Mike Love bashing with a certain élan. […]Read more "Rambles"
It was less than a year ago that a lifetime of music collection went up in smoke. Actually, eyewitness reports suggest that the vinyl did not really go up in smoke so much as it dissolved into a molten bubbly mass for about twenty-four hours, eventually hardening into a shiny black orb. Long-time readers of this blog […]Read more "The data does not lie. I am boring."
If you need a highly-amplified act to play your family gathering or children’s party, Breaking Band will show up at your place on a flatbed trailer wearing black t-shirts ready to crank on the kid-friendly tunes. And the little ones can totally rock out with us if they want. And the rumours are true, BB […]Read more "The sound that’s made by worms…"
As we were preparing from our homes on opposite sides of Canada to head off for New York City, my buddy Grant Potter sent me this video by The Town Heroes: It turned out to be almost prophetic, as much of my week was spent with Grant and we gawked around NYC like a similar […]Read more "Room for you… don’t call it a New York City tour diary"
Words fail me when I try to capture the depth of my admiration for Grant Potter. A creative and profoundly thoughtful educator. A brilliant technologist, tinkerer, hauler of bootstraps. A webhead of the highest and most ethical order. An astonishing and versatile musician. An ambassador of almost every form of Canadiana worth feeling proud of. […]Read more "Grooving on an essential open educator"