Posts Tagged ‘City’

Just when you thought it was over.

You’d think I’d be used to that good feeling every town has when you arrive but nope. ¬†It fades after the first day. ¬†I lay awake last night in the Same Sun Hostel listening to the sound of buskers and hustlers in the streets calling out in the night and thought twice about living in the city. ¬†Today I checked out a few slums that weren’t bad until I checked out this one way out of town. ¬†The whole way there I was like, “No I can’t live here. ¬†It’s too far from everything.” but the view was beautiful and the area was peaceful.

The guy didn’t seem to want me there, eyeing the guitar on my back for fear it would disturb his peaceful little household. ¬†I told him I’d think about it then walked off with no money for the bus to get back into town. ¬†Having no money to get somewhere seemed like a silly problem after getting here from Ontario without paying for rides. ¬†I came to the sudden decision to go to Victoria and back on the road I was.

It didn’t take long. ¬†Roger pulled up, sipping a beer and sweeping the garbage off the seat with his arm. ¬†He offered me the choice of cd and I picked Cake which we grooved down the road to. ¬†He took me to North Vancouver and was like, “Dude! ¬†I think I just took you way out of your way.” ¬†He showed me on my map where we were and where to catch the ferry to Victoria and they were pretty much opposite sides of the map. ¬†He said he’d like to help me out but he had to go fight with his girlfriend. ¬†So he left me at a gas station across from a KFC.

I stood on the side of the road with my big bristol board sign yelling “Van City, Baby!!” ¬†at the top of my lungs to the no one that was around and then laughing about it to myself. ¬†It was a tough spot with fast traffic but I didn’t have to wait to long. ¬†A girl named Alyssa picked me up on her way back from partying in Kelowna for the weekend. ¬†She’s from Vancouver so she drove me all the way there.

She started out with a kind of psychic link with the cars in front of us (telling them calmly to get out of her way and they’d actually move) which turned into road rage the closer we got to the city. ¬†We got honked at a few times, honked at a few people, got the finger, gave the finger, passed some cars via the shoulder, made great time I think.

We talked about music and bands and she said I should go to the Cobalt for Metal Wednesdays which sounds cool. ¬†Last bar I was at that would play metal is closed down now (Traffic. ¬†Barrie. ¬†Goodtimes. *tear*) ¬†She knows a lot of musicians and plays the keyboards herself. ¬†I told her how I sang in a heavy band for awhile and now I was just writing my own stuff. ¬†I shared a clever line that I had which she laughed at but I then ruined by laughing too much myself. ¬†I made sure to get her email as she dropped me off at the hostel so we could jam some time. ¬†I can’t wait to play in a band again. ¬†Gotta make it happen.

Maybe it’s because I fixed it as my destination in my head or maybe because I’m sick of not having a home base but walking around here it feels like it’d be a comfortable place to live. ¬†Feels like home.

Distance despite deterioration

Determination despite distraction

VanCity, Baby

Hey everyone!! ¬†I’m workin on a song called VanCity, Baby about my 47 Rides trip (soon you wont have to read all 47, you can just listen to the song!)

What I need from you is to be a part of this song by recording yourself yelling, singing, saying, whatever: Van City Baby. ¬†Send me the audio file (wav or aiff prefered) and I’ll put it in my song! ¬†I need enough voices so I can put it together to sound like a crowd so do a bunch of different voices if you like. ¬†Whatever material you can give me would be great.

Click on the link for a preview of the song to get an idea of what I’m goin for

Send audio files to DoGooderRecords@gmail.com

Thanks for the help!!