The Quest For Real Country Music
I hit my breaking point.
I’ve independently made a decent living in the Canadian music scene for the better part of the last ten years. Out of high school, I began writing music with the intent to sell. I read every publication I could get my hands on and found that the DIY mentality resonated. Write, […]
Packing is survival. One duffle bag including six snap-shirts, two t-shirts, three pairs of jeans, ten pairs of socks with an equivalent amount of undergarments (boxer-briefs with an emergency pair of tighty whities).
I wear a brown leather belt, however, included my brother’s 2008 CCA Championship buckle for tie-down roping in the option of dressing up with […]
Lee’s Liquor Lounge sits as an outcast of downtown Minneapolis. Small but confident, it knows exactly what it is. The Last Honky Tonk of the North.
Ten years on the road builds a grit that helps with saying hello to the Forsaken leaning against the brick exterior. Two speak with each-other, the third speaks to himself. All […]
From the corner of Hiltz Dr and the 48 Highway just north of Kennedy, Saskatchewan, Pythagoras’ Theorem puts Langbank 4.67 km away as the crow flies. Subtle differences between the towns – Langbank has a Co-op, Kennedy does not. Kennedy had a shoe shop, Langbank did not. Langbank has the Cargill. Kennedy had the hockey […]
“Hey man, you playin’ tonight?”
I give a scrawny pencil mustached smoker a once over. He’s going for a Freddie Mercury look or something so I thought it was a shoe-in. He answers only with a gesture, shaking is head from side to side. The door is scrawled with chalk listing the entertainment line-up for the […]
I don’t make it two turns without needing to revert to google maps. After years of my complacent ‘I’m bad with directions’ I now make effort to be good with directions. Lock the shape of the route in mind and make up a nursery rhyme that includes the streets. In tandem, it works quite well, but […]
Ethan is appreciative. We finally get to have a good chat in following his second set. He introduces me to his boys. Connor Ostrow is a sixteen year old prodigy, with a first love of bluegrass he’s recently immersed himself in Honky Tonk to understand the styles of Kinsella. I know the importance of hanging on to […]
In a mighty slow return, I beat Ethan to the morning and having slept with my feet towards the east window, awake to the brightness of the room before opening my eyes. As a traveller its regular to expect one setting and shake morning disorientation to find another but I can tell I’m not on […]