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notebook entry #41 - June 25th, 2006
Oh Karyn! Talking to yerself again. (Click it...)
Last Saturday at C'est What with Dirk.
Here's a post radio interview picture at CIUT 89.5 fm - Toronto on Tuesday January 17th
FRIDGE MAGNET POEMS - set #1
Afternoon Breakfast
notebook entry #37 - July 28th 2005 AB/BC TOUR: RANDOM THOUGHTS Nuzzled into Vancouver's sandy beach with red wine & gourmet pizza, leaned up against a huge driftwood log as the nearly full moon spread its silvery icing across the surface of the ocean. Dined on free sweetheart candies courtesy of the gas station attendant outside Red Deer, Alberta (I paid for the cola-gummies). Drove into Edmonton on the last leg of our 4000 km journey to see - after 2 weeks of achingly beautiful blue skies - a lightening storm dancing in the grey prairie clouds... a spectacular show of popping flashbulbs on the horizon. Flew home via Calgary on a Dash-8 thirty-seven seater airplane that skimmed so low over the earth that I could actually detect the motion of trucks along the highway below. notebook entry #36 - May 2nd 2005
I'm crotchety. notebook entry #35 - Feb 21st 2005 I am thinking of taking a day off. Of turning off this computer, or better yet never turning it on for an entire 24 hour period of time. Time expands and compresses around me, there is always time to do one more thing, chat with one more person, send one more email, add one more update to my website...one small task becomes 24/7. Turn it off. This thought makes me nervous. Oh my, what important opportunities will I miss (I mean, beyond getting cheap meds online) - will my big break sign itself out after not hearing from me for as long as a day? And how will I be certain I am connected to other human beings if I can't trace your text on the monitor, hear the clackety-clack of the keyboard as I cut & paste words that project my exact and clever response? Will you accept me as this imperfect, unedited, non-bite sized and three dimensional gal who frequently stumbles over her tongue and figgits with her thumb ring as she speaks? notebook entry #34 - Jan 9th 2005 Whoah! I'm sick. Finally sitting upright after 3 days of sleeping & feverish talking to myself. (I feel so unproductive, so slothenly,... so much to do - no time slack off with a little 101 degrees and stomach woozies! No, no... must sleep!) Tania brought me water, club soda, veggie soup, and when I could stomach it, crackers and mashed potatoes. Now she's sick, sleeping & moaning - it's such a virulent nasty flu bug! -- so I'm bringing her liquids, and going stir-crazy in my room. Poor sick me! Pat me softly on the head! Bring me hot miso soup, and rent me a sappy movie, snuggle me up on the couch in blankies from my bed! Give me kisses on my forehead & remind me I'll be all better soon!! notebook entry #33 - Dec 12th 2004
PEN Home from west. I am bleary-eyed and weary-bodied & man, I can't wait to get traveling again! Got 200 pictures to sort through on the digital camera I borrowed for the trip... noooooo! too tired to imagine that task right now. Last night I went straight from the airport to my dear friend's birthday bash. The party was packed with people I know, all asking "how'd it go, how'd it go?" (being my first major tour and all, my friends are quite excited for me)... and I was so exhausted & overwhelmed with the experience that I couldn't form words on my lips. Instead, I smiled maniacally, repeated ad nauseum "fun, oh it was fun!". And, that's still pretty much all I can say about it. Gonna take me a few days to sort through the mental pictures, too. If pressed for highlights, I might add that it was pretty cool to receive a delicious bumbleberry pie from Penny Lovely, who came to Ann's & my show in Red Deer Alberta-liked what she heard, and felt that Ann & I simply had to have one of her fabulous pies for our drive to Calgary! Heh! (Penny runs a small pie-business, baking 400 pies week to sell at local markets & restaurants... she uses her mom's recipes, she said.) I might also mention the incredible hospitality showed to me by Brian, Mavis and Dillon (who's 3) Hamilton. I stayed with them during my 5-day visit to Vancouver, PLUS they threw a gorgeous house concert for me-which was, I think, one of my performing highlights. Unamplified-the audience was utterly attentive -and, included among the guests was a woman who I went to grade seven with! Imagine that!-There was Beaujoulais Nouveau wine (swish!), cheese' n bread & mounds of deep dark chocolate truffles. Yum. Oh I must be hungry as I'm writing this 'cause I keep thinking about the food I ate on the road. (Did I mention the jalapeno poppers I ate for my first road breakfast the morning after the Sudbury gig??? YUM YUM!) Okay, other than that, all'n all, I ate pretty well on the road. Many places I played fed me veggie/rice/zesty/good-for-you/saucy/organic food. And, though I confess Ann & I did stop at a fast food joint twice, I ordered salad-I swear! I'd say that, on the whole, getting good-for-you road food is pretty possible these if you're traveling in Canada. mmm... I think there are salsa and chips in the kitchen... notebook entry #31 take 2 -- Oct 26th 2004 Oops, I'm a nerd. I accidentally erased the other "entry #31" while updating my site just now. Luckily, I had this older version of my notebook tucked away in the recesses of 'harddrive C'... so I only lost one little blurb. If anyone happens to have it kicking around, let me know!! Something about Wayne, pianos, airplanes & spinning into nosedives. Oh, and what happens when you rush. Heh. Isn't that just so. notebook entry #30--Aug 23rd, 2004 So after my show in Edmonton last Tuesday, I took a wee holiday... packed up the cooler & car and cruised around Alberta with a friend of mine for four days. Wow, the amazing variety of landscape all within a 4 hour drive of Edmonton.
DAY ONE & TWO: THE BADLANDS I notice too that driving through the badlands feels like driving INTO the cracks of the earth. The flatness of the prairies splitting into the smooth, ribboned coulees that crevice the highway. Oh, hey. Stopped in Wayne, Alberta...had a beer at the tavern/inn (that seems to be about it for drop-in business in Wayne, except the campground). It's the coolest lil town, with a population of 42--and a bridge count of 11 joining patches of land along the snaking creek. Each house it's own little neighbourhood. You know, I think I could live there.
DAY THREE & FOUR: FOOTHILLS For about half an hour before reaching the mountains, silver and floating sculptures appeared in the sky-- the effect of distance/atmosphere hazing out any sense of a third dimension or connection of the mountain to the ground. Looked to me like otherworlds. Like the stuff of fantasy novels & Lord of the Rings. And, tomorrow I hop on a plane & traverse three provinces to arrive home again. Maybe I should take a lil tour around my neighbourhood, see what kinds of landscape we got going in Ont. notebook entry #29--Aug 11th, 2004
NEW WILDERNESS
You reason roast chicken and tubs of presliced mangos
But all time holds sway in branches of ancient oaks. notebook entry #28--Aug 5th, 2004
ONE TO TEN
Five o'clock ships rub the twighlight raw,
When force shakes earth to the nines on the scale. notebook entry #27--Aug 2nd, 2004
BROKEN TELEPHONE
Bleeds on my finger, and darkness is my friend. notebook entry #26-July 30th, 2004
SHIPS
Maybe you fell out of the same boat, too.
And all I've got is an inflatable yellow jacket And people get into ships and sail away. notebook entry #25--June 25th, 2004 Okay, so that was fun! Back home from my mini-tour out west. And, already itchy to hit the road again. Ah wait, that might be the mosquito bites from Winnipeg! Tee hee. notebook entry #24--June 13th, 2004 Quick note from Edmonton, Alberta. To say, having a fabulous time! Shows have been racous affairs--who'd a thought I'd be a swinging bar gal/player! And the other day I got to play one of my new songs & chat with Luka Symons on CKUA radio afternoon edition...which broadcasts province wide! Wee! Pretty cool. A little later today, I think I'll go check out a series of Short Plays, part of the NextFest theatre line up. Then a wrap up party, then...I can't believe it's already time to leave and head over to Winnipeg tomorrow evening! Stay tuned for more news from Manitoba... notebook entry #23--May 28th, 2004 I remember once driving through the prairies somewhere in northern US. I was surrounded by night time--no streetlights on a country road...and ahead I saw a train passing by, perpendicular to the highway & lit up from inside. So, I slowly eased on the brakes, expecting any second to meet the horizontal lines of undulating light. Seconds passed into minutes, still black highway stretched out ahead. Flashes of light, but no rumbling stacatto of train wheels on tracks. There was something unworldly about the shape of the light and the lack of sound, surreal squares that floated in silence above the oily black road. After several hesitant minutes of alternately hitting gas & brakes (each moment expecting I'd need to screech to a complete stop for the passing train), the light suddenly shifted in shape and condensed into familiar windows, and I began to notice the rhythmical clanking of metal scraping metal. At last I reached the train. I had been driving on this straight, flat road for at least three minutes...maybe five or six miles. And, in this odd landscape my brain played tricks on me--needed to make sense of the lack of reference points. And constructed floating windows on a surreal train that projected itself miles closer to me than it really was. notebook entry #22--March 28th, 2004 I just got home from my show in Kingston last night, and I feel like jotting down a quick something. I had a stupendous time, just over 24 hours in town, visiting with old friends and record shops & of course, a cuppa joe at the goat. And, it was a real honour being part of Jill B's CD launch party last night. She & I met in Kingston a few years back -- though lately she's been living out east doing her thing there. So, it was good to hang a bit as well as getting another chance to hear her play. And, it's so exciting to see her work taking off like it is! Hurray! Okay then, off to get a bowl of soup and then to my pillow. notebook entry #21--February 22nd, 2004
mindful whimsy notebook entry #20--February 8th, 2004
tympanic hush notebook entry #19--February 6th, 2004 When's the last time you went toboganning? Why so long ago? notebook entry #18--January 11th, 2004 Oh my young heart so tender and open. I was googling the other day and came across a snippet of "Hey little bird"--that song I mention in my bio (I sang it at my first public performance when I was nine.) Click the link if you want to hear the song that started off my career...heh! I also liked singing "It's so Nice to Have a Cuddle" and "Eye to Tummy". Sandy Oppenheim's whole album, "If snowflakes fell in flavours" sure made my little kid heart soar. . .
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