I woke up on the morning of October 31st, 2009 in Thunder Bay.
The tour with Corb Lund and Hurtin’ Albertans had finished the night before and for whatever reason I was up early.
The guys in the band were still sleeping off the roaring bender from the night before.
I went out for coffee at the Starbucks in the local Chapters bookstore.
I sat there for a couple of hours.

Just before noon, I made my way back to the hotel.
The guys were slowly coming back to life.
We checked out of the hotel and went for breakfast across the street at the
Boston Pizza.
Steak and eggs.
There really is nothing better.
Ben, Ernie and I all ordered coffee.
Jackson as usual had a pint of Keith’s.

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Looking For You (A Travelogue Of Sorts…)

In June of 2004, Jenny and I were awaiting the impending arrival of Ruby. 
For some reason, I had booked a last minute show in the Distillery District in Toronto.
It was so last minute in fact, that Jenny and I were the only ones there.

No one showed up.
Since we’d moved to Toronto, I’d played a couple of snowy, poorly attended shows at the Cadillac Lounge. 
These gigs seemed to be for no other reason than to remind me just why I didn’t play anymore. 
I didn’t want to play and no one wanted to see me play. 
What’s worse? 
Trust me, not wanting to play is way worse than no one wanting to see you play.
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You Ain’t Living (If You Don’t Die Trying)

(The Three Stages Of Songwriting… ) 

This is a study of how the germ of an idea for a song can happen years before the actual writing of it. 

I wrote this song in 2007 but, the seeds for it were planted back in 1987. 

If you’d have told me in the summer of ’87 that the events that were unfolding would come out twenty years later in a “Talking Blues” style song, I’d have thought you were nuts. 

It’s funny how it took me two decades to collect all the information that was needed for a 2 and a half minute song… 
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The Way I Remember It…Chapter Five

Chapter 5

One day, during lunch, about a week after our second gig, Keith told me that he was leaving the band.

“Leaving the band? Wha’ d’ya mean yer leaving the band? We’re just getting started!”
“Yeah, I know man, but, I just… I’m not sure if I wanna do this anymore…”
“Seriously? What are you gonna do, man…?”
“I don’t know… finish school…”
“What are you gonna do with your gear…?”
“I don’t know, probably sell it, I guess…”
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