We left Toronto this morning and are heading to Montreal. My brother lives there, so I’ll get to see him tonight. Here’s his website. Last night we had a showcase at the Gladstone. It went well. Lots of tiny weird miscues on stage, actually, which made it harder work than usual, but we had a blast. Tom sweated clean through his shirt and had to wear one of our band shirts for the...

I ran into GIrl Talk in the lobby while lugging gear to the room. Tom’s cement keyboard was killing me so I didn’t stop, we just looked at eachother and I said “Hey man….uh…I love your work!” as I hustled to the elevator. I wish I had stopped, though, thinking about it now. He probably doesn’t think of it this way, but he popularized a kind of music...

Ok, we’re in a chthonian snarl of traffic here on the 401 outside Toronto so I’m going to bring everyone up to date on our exploits. I haven’t written in a few days because some unfriendly sicknesses knocked on our door the moment we hit Toronto. Tom might have had food poisoning and I just have a tenacious cold. Plus after our show at the Horseshoe I killed my voice talking to people over the...

Kelowna Lovely little stop in Kelowna. I love the climate here. Clean and snowy in the winter but hot and fecund in the summer, with lots of water around to jump in. It’s the closest thing I can think of to the Riverdale of Archie comics. I used to love those comics and I always wondered where I had to go to find a town like that. Archie and the gang get 5 feet of snow in the winter and spend...

Friday, June 11, 2010. Cumberland Last night was nuts man. It took place in what looked like a high school gymnasium. 500 kids in party outfits smuggling shit-mixes, wired on gossip and warm summer air. The Raccoons played a set of all new material and really impressed us. They’re like wolf parade and bloc party and dépêche mode. Doesn’t that make you want to hear them? I would. They’re...

Victoria- I’m writing this on my new computer in the car as we drive with Tom, Ajay, Tom’s sister Frances and the queasy realization that that my plan to write this blog every day during the drive might be flawed because I instantly want to puke. Maybe if I tough it out I’ll train myself not to get sick and gain a new life skill. Why isn’t Henry with us? His girlfriend just came back from 8...

I’ve never posted fresh writing before in any format, but I’m going to try it here. It’s a spooky thing to do at first. This is a piece of today’s. -Zach Stripping the paint and the wallpaper Tier by tier. Lift and tear. This room is older than we thought. Swatted flies between the layers Sex sweat from the backs of a vertical entanglement Abandoned tea-stains found by...