Can you believe it, over 7 months since the last entry! At this point, I believe the humane thing to do is to let this blog die a natural death, heaven knows, it's been without food, water or affection long enough to have wasted into nothing, but nah, today is not a good day to die; today is a day to live a little bit longer, at least until the super pandemic arrives.
So a brief update. Several things have happened since the last entry, which is good because that was a long time again, and a static existence is no existance at all.
1) I returned from London. F**k their banking system.
2) Both Harper and Campbell got re-elected. F**k the pestulent right wing neo-cons.
3) Michael Jackson and Farah Fawsett competed in the for most media coverage in the semi annual Great Celebrity Death competition. Michael won by a landslide.
4) I went to see Andrew W K in concert.
This is point upon which I wanted to comment, mostly because it made for a catchy entry title, but also because it was such a bizarre gong-show of an event for several reasons, not the least of which was the audience.
For those of you who might have happened upon this blog and know nothing about Canada, know this: Canadians don't generally get excited about music. There is little more to dancing than exaggerated head-nodding, no crowd surfing and no breaking shit, usually. Billy Bob Thornton probably best described this phenomenon by famously labelling Canadian crowds and "potatoes without the gravy", as you can see.
However, something about keytar over dubbed CD background tracks really brings out the beast, for at this concert, the crowd did indeed go wild, even breaking the sound system, thank god, so we didn't have to stay to the end of the set out of some mistaken sense of propriety.
More to come after a good nights sleep. Peace out, and rock on.
