September 2005 Archives
No, not an iPod nano. For the Porktrashers, Neil Young's self-designed contraption. Described in the biography "Shakey" thus:
Intent on controlling amp volume from his guitar instead of the amp,
Young had a remote device designed called the Whizzer. Guitarists marvel
at the stomp box that lies onstage at Young's feet: a byzantine gang of
effects that can be utilized without any degradation to the original
signal. Just constructing the box's angular red wooden housing to
Young's extreme specifications had craftsmen pulling their hair out.
That, my friends, is the obsession/compulsion that separates us from the greats.
One of my favourite afternoon internet stations, Radio Paradise, has an interesting page up right now.
Well, it can't be avoided. The CD has been recorded and pressed, and the album art is designed. Really all that's left is to have a release party and a beer.
So I'm pleased to announce
Introducing The Porktrashers
CD Release Party
Sunday October 2nd, 2-5pm
at the Clinton Bar, (Clinton and Bloor)
We have enlisted Michael "Sho-hand" Shostak to help out with guitar duties, which is working out great so far in rehearsals. Also, as a special bonus, we'll be celebrating Carol's 35th birthday, so lot's of "old lady" jokes etc. No cover, CD will be on sale for $5 with proceeds going to the Daily Bread Food Bank. Hope you* can make it!
* All four of you who occasionally read this blog
It was Leighton's first day at playschool today. Our new routine is that Carol takes Campbell to his school and then heads to the studio, and I take Leighton in, and head to work.
As we pulled up to the playschool, I said to Leighton, "Here we are at your new school!"
His reply was, "Okay Dad! Will there be animals?"
Pause.
"Uh, well maybe."
What a treat after last year's trauma, although of course it's only the first day. Best of all though, as we walked in the door, there was a cage with a guinea pig. My animal-loving son knew instantly he was in the right place.
Campbell went back to school this week, which wasn't as bad as we feared. He was really excited to see his friends again, and the fact that he'd seen a couple of them over the summer helped. One possible stumbling block was that his class got divided into two, and some of his closer friends are in the other group. Carol at one point was thinking about asking if he could be transfered, but my view was a) they can see each other at recess b) learning to deal with change is part of going to school and c) there's no way I want to be one of those crazy controlling parents who think everything should be structured to accomodate their children. I mean, a peanut allergy is one thing. A need to sit by his friend Ben is another.
All good. For now!
