Posts Tagged ‘Kensington Market’


Tinkering Away

December 1, 2013

km 064Well! The recording has been going somewhat painlessly. Imagine that!? This is our third go around together in the studio and I think we might finally be hitting our stride. We still have a few overdubs to go and then onto editing and mixing. Yeah!

I also realized that in the past year since he’s been with us, I’ve never officially introduced our newest addition to the band. We now have keys! It started out as, “Come out and jam with us!” one night and …. well, the jam session never ended. Gladly, I’d like to introduce our key master, Patrick. He went to town on all the different pianos available at the studio. He especially took a liking to the Petrof grand piano. Man, it sounded amazing. We’re even showcasing his vocal and songwriting chops in one of the songs.

We’re itching to get the new tunes out there but – patience. That’s what we keep telling ourselves. So I am off for a few days to visit my really cool aunt in the States, while they do the rest of the lead guitar overdubs this week. Then it’s acoustics and background vocals when I return. I’m hopeful to start some new writing again. Being away always seems to clear the cobwebs from my head. It’s like a new, clean canvas set on the easel just waiting to be splattered with some kind of new idea.

We’ll see!




Day 99 – The Beauty of Being Single

July 27, 2010

Many an article or blog have been written on the benefits of being single while trashing the whole idea of being part of a couple. (Not always but most of the time.) I just really had an aha moment over the weekend and I really want to describe the virtues of Singledome with a complete positive twist.

The truth is I don’t want to be single forever. That also doesn’t mean I am ready to run down the aisle anytime soon. In fact, I have absolutely no desire but I would like to share my life with someone at some point. Anyone who tells you they are perfectly fine with being alone forever is just plain old lying. I have mentioned in previous blogs about how the biggest players are also looking for companionship. Bedding as many people as possible is their way of staying connected to another human being. But I’ve already touched on that. So!

Being single is just FUN! You are free! You have freedom of time. Sure, you can pack your schedule with work and other obligations but it’s much easier to rearrange things when you are flying solo. The only one you truly answer to is YOU! Especially, if you live right downtown you don’t have to worry that it’s a school night. You meet friends for a drink and can still be in bed by midnight, getting a good seven hours sleep and be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for work the next day. Well, that is, if you are a 9 to 5-er. The rest of you can stay up as late as you darn well please!

When you’re on your own you enjoy your friends so much more. I had a great weekend with my younger cousin and another girlfriend of mine. We wandered aimlessly about Kensington Market and hung out at a groovy little bar off the main drag until well after midnight. It was a Sunday! We drank, had desert, flirted with the really cute guy behind the bar………. Although my cousin had to pick my jaw up off the floor when I found out that the cutie I’d been eye-ing for the last week and a half was barely legal to drink, much less serve alcohol. Good Lord! It’s like a disease. I must have something written on my forehead that says, “All taken, married or underage men, right this way.” Ridiculous! But I digress.

Anyhow, it was great fun. No worries about having to be anywhere else. That’s sometimes hard to do when you’ve got other people in your life. I guess, the main thing here is the beauty of friendship and the importance of maintaining a friendship. When I say maintain, I don’t mean calling each other every five minutes. I mean keep people in your life that you really connect with. These are the people that sometimes a year could go by but when one of you calls the other, it seems like you are picking up right where you left off. That’s connected! Some lovers are like that too but I feel that that’s because they have a strong friendship base in their relationship. But who the hell am I? Definitely no expert but these are just the things that I feel. 🙂

Some other benefits to being single:

Bed Hogging! You get to sleep on a diagonal! I am a big offender of spreading right out across the bed. I love my bed space. When I’m single I get to sleep on any angle I want without worry. Ah! Good sleep…..

Messiness! I can leave my place a mess for days! I don’t have to worry about keeping things in tip top shape ALL the time. Although, I guess that doesn’t really apply to me as I am usually the pretty neat one. I do have the occasional week where my dishes will sit there for a few days but that’s about it. I know what you’re thinking…”Rebel.”

Hairy legs! Yes. I said it. It’s a real pain in the ass to shave everyday – or just about, in the summer. It’s nice to not worry about it for a few days longer. And the best part is that when you do shave, your skin is so extra smooth. Love it! Come on, girls. You know what I’m talking about. The month of December is the best cause it’s cold out and we’re always wearing pants, so shaving is only a priority around New Years when getting laid is a pretty sure thing. Maybe Christmas too if someone works their cards right.

Pigging out! Oh yeah. I don’t have a problem eating in front of my guy but I won’t necessarily have a stay-in-girl-night with myself and a big bag of Doritos and Chocolate, if I’m with someone. Although, I have been trying to lay off those nights a little lately as girlfriend needs to try and get her ass back into shape if she plans on being a rock star. Ha!

Meeting new people! When you are a single you are more likely to go OUT and hang out with friends. In turn the opportunity for meeting new people widens.

And so you see, being single is tonnes of fun. You really get a chance to spend time with yourself. You get to nurture all your passions and interests without compromise.

So until the next Bub comes along, I joyfully take on life and the beautiful and very eclectic circle of friends that I am so lucky to have. I hope all you Singles out there have that sense of fun too. Be sure to let me know if I’ve missed any other aspects of happily sitting at a table for one.


Nowhere Girl


Day 80 – Colour Me

July 8, 2010

Today was tattoo day. No, that is not me in the picture. Don’t I wish! I’ve been thinking about getting another tattoo for the last little while and last night I decided that today was the day. Amidst this continual heat wave I went to The Market, which is another eclectic neighbourhood a little east of me, where all kinds of artistic activities go on. Also known as Kensington Market. It looks a little off the beaten path and so full of life. People, coffee shops, strange toothless guys. It’s great!

As I walked up through the market a strange, toothless guy approached me to “tell me a joke”. Usually, I just ignore and keep walking but today I stopped and actually chatted with him. His name was Michael Green – or so he says, self-proclaimed comedian extraordinaire. He claims that the late John Candy deemed him the next greatest thing. As he spoke to me and humoured me with his compliments on my beauty, I wondered if some semblance of what he was saying was true or if he was just a little loopy – as most of those characters are. He asked me to give a donation to his cause. The deal was that he’d tell me three jokes and then I’d pay him whatever I thought they were worth. So I said sure. Very creative way to make a few dollars and he looked like he could’ve used a little help. Why not?

I must admit I was intrigued by him. He told some pretty cute jokes as well as recited a beautiful sonnet called “The Burning Bush”. The more I listened to him, the more I realize that this guy has probably had a really interesting life. He sounded like he was well-educated but obviously down on his luck. Makes me wonder sometimes, how people get to be in their current state. What is the difference between staying on one path or another? Are we not all born to a mother or someone who will care for us as an infant? Where do things change?

In any case, after about twenty minutes of banter, I slipped him $5 and scurried away but not before the cheeky bugger leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. He said I was the first person to stay and speak to him in a while and one that he wouldn’t soon forget. He asked for my card. For what I don’t know but I felt compelled to give him one. There was something strangely comfortable in that moment with Michael Green.

So I finally make it to the tattoo shop with my little sketch ready to go. I’m looking for a guy named Paul. An acquaintance of mine had just gotten one done by him. The receptionist is not more that 20 years old with piercings through her lower lip and tattoos running up her arm. The shop is a typical divey looking place. Loving it by the minute. She gets Paul and in walks a really cute guy with a rock’n roll beard – also tattooed everywhere with a fresh one bandaged up on his right arm. Cool.

He looks at my sketch and says, “No problem. Give me 15 minutes to set up.” Instantly, I liked him. He had a sweet manner about him with a little bad-ass thrown into the mix with all the tattoos. At this point I had forgotten that these things can hurt. I had one done a few years back and totally don’t remember the pain part. But like I said, he’s cool. He’s making conversation, explaining how it’s going to go down. I learn that he was born in South Africa and moved here when he was 11. That’s why he doesn’t have the accent.

I notice he’s got the letters OZZY tattooed across the knuckles of his left hand. I figure he’s a big Ozzy Osbourne fan. Turns out that Ozzy is the name of his six month old son. Yep. Nowhere Girl hits the gong again. Taken. I think. He said something to imply that he doesn’t live with his son. Perhaps I just read into it too much. Why are all the really interesting guys taken? Why, Lord!? Why!? It seems only jerks or homeless men are interested in me. Ugh!

So back to the tattoo. It hurt. A little. It was pretty quick as I wasn’t getting anything too crazy with colour done. It’s an outline of a dragonfly drawn with music notes. He suggested adding some red shading and actually slanting the design over keeping it straight. Totally trusted his instinct and it came out great. It’s pretty much the same as this pic but with some shading. It’s still wrapped up so I can’t take an actually pic of it yet.

Why the dragonfly? When I was on Manitoulin Island, I noticed a lot of Native art uses the dragonfly and I was instantly drawn to it. I found out that the dragonfly is a symbol of renewal, coming of age and maturity. Also, they have a very short lifespan so they are known to be quite adaptable to change; therefor also being the symbol for living life to the fullest. It really speaks to where I’m at in my life right now.

Tattoo done, I thanked Paul and walked out the door feeling like a new woman. (And secretly wishing I would see him again but knowing that I probably wouldn’t. I’m sure he gets tonnes of girls hitting on him. He’s nice, has great lips and his hands feet nice on the skin.)

…..And I’m back.

So that’s been  my day. Tonight we audition a new guitar player. Keeping my fingers crossed that this one works out and the rock ‘n roll story continues…


Nowhere Girl