We were driving through Alberta on the Landmine tour. The routing was kind of random. Edmonton to Saskatoon to Calgary. Two rental Pacificas, just leapfrogging each other on the highway. I got an Uncle Burger and just stood there for a second, kinda out of it.
We were driving into Penticton for a show. The Dream Café fell through, so we moved it to The Hub on Martin last minute. Pizza, that weird newer frankenstein movie, Hot Tub and runs around a track.
For when things don’t go to plan but still work out.
I don’t know why I thought I needed to go anywhere else.
I was in Cape Breton on “tour.” Played a double header—Big Spruce in the afternoon, then Breton Brewery. Snuck in a hike up Blueberry Mountain near the Skyline trail. Just one of those spots that reminds you what’s actually here.
I was staying at my friend Peter’s farm in Margaree. Alone in a cabin for a couple weeks, working on a record. I’d go for walks in the afternoon, trying to learn trees. That day the smoke rolled in and everything turned kinda violet.
The Horses Off the Road in Saskatchewan (Saskatchewan)
I made him turn the van around.
We were heading back from Saskatoon on the Landmine tour. Taylor was driving and I saw two horses just standing there, perfectly still. Had to turn around to get the photo. Didn’t say much, just kinda stood there for a minute.
