Notice the florescent orange goodness that is Cheese Whiz. Nothing gets done without it.
Schmitty routes and bevels. Paul steadies board. Thor waits patiently.
Propane powered truck. Hells yeah. Yes it is from GTA. And, no you can't touch it.
The foundation for what will become the gear box. Guitars and amps and other shiznit.
Schmitty takes in the specs. Notice as Paul looks on with shear amazement.
The Office. T-shirt design studio / Email launchpad.
Hand prints and embarrassment.
More Handprints.
Stupid F-ing Battery.
We've since vacated such house on Victoria street for loftier pastures - parent's basements, girlfriend's houses, our bandhall and soon, our bus; Thor and a combination of floors and beds across the continent. We still own the house - ownership is a heavy anchor. Renting it out has proven to be quite the task. We've met and delt with a lot of sketchy people. We've been royally fucked over. It's a drag, but you pick up the pieces and you move on. Last week we spent a day cleaning up about half a ton of garbage from the property. We've got some quality people, that we know, moving into the place. All appears to be proper in this department.
If you've been out to a show since the release of 'Blanket Sky', I certainly hope you've seen our good friend, Jamie Usas, mixing live video in tandem with our music. We've been friends and working with Jamie since 'Come On Get Real'. He has recently left us for a short while for schooling in Rome. He'll be back though. Farewell Jamie. You are missed already.
There is a lot going on in Vacuity Land this week. Our friend (and my roomate) Elena has locked herself into her sweatshop while she manufactures bags and patches for us. They are going to be very cool. Stay tuned for more on that. We also met with our 'marketing guy' - Dan - yesterday. Now that we can say 'our marketing guy' we're hotshots. In all seriousness though, Dan is going to help us get the most out of this tour. He is helping us help ourselves. Great guy, great insights. Tomorrow at 8am, we are meeting another friend of ours, John Schmitt. Schmitty, will be helping us get Thor ready for the toil and strife on life on the road. He has an amazing bus himself. I haven't seen that ungodly hour of 8am since my father took me shopping for a suit a few months ago. it is early, but the coffee will taste great. (I hate suits.)
Another day I'll tell you about the time I saved Emeri from drowning - nearly at the cost of my own life!
Set up and ran through some songs tonight. It was hot in there. Paul almost fainted. It must be his thick chops.
Sometimes I think people hate on wherever they're from for no real reason other than because it's where they're from. So I don't like to slag downtown Kitchener, but when you play a place like Guelph, with it's superb nightlife, it's hard not to wonder "Why does Kitchener seem to suck by comparison?"
A proper tour is in the works. This is certainly something we have been wanting to do for a long time. (since grade school?) However, it's increasingly complicated to get a band out on the road for a duration of time without coming back to a pocketbook in ruin. Sounds kinda lame, but rock and roll has cheques and balances to make too.
I am going to try to keep my shit together on this one...
We have been playing music together for a long time…and we have been friends for even longer. Some people find it hard to work with their friends and I understand that completely.
But playing music is a remarkable thing… and for some it’s the only thing… It is up there with breathing.
Playing as long as we have, we have met a lot of bands and individuals and it’s a rare moment in time when you meet people that actually understand your dynamics as a band and as friends.
Rest in Peace
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