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Once all the dust settles, I get thinking. Then I get writing. This is my no-holds-barred space to give it to you straight. I’m grateful to have you stop by to read the blog ‘cause I’ve gotten into documenting. Whatever it may be, you’ll find it here. All about my projects and collaborations, the stories I hear, the struggles we all face. Life is a lesson in everything. I’ll say hi from the road while I’m on tour too and I’d love hear from you, too.

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36. Wandering into the Unknown

Obama loves bees. In June of 2014, the United States government established a Pollinator Health Task Force as a response to the rapidly declining numbers in honey bees and other pollinators. As an immediate threat to the agricultural economy, sustainability of food...

35. An Elderly Man and a Tree Fort

We grew up on the backs of horses and in the branches of trees. Left over building material from barns, tractor and hay sheds was kept in "the wood pile", a neverending supply of plywood, two by fours, two by sixes, and scraps. Jarid, Jody, and I would root around to...

34. Father David Banga, A Single Drop Of Rain

The small town church is the fabric to a strong community. If allowed to be. If its leader recognizes the truths beyond the institute and grows the fellowship in harmony with his continued study. If he leads through selflessness and inclusion. If his followers...

33. Six Songs & a Yellow Mustang

"...TILL THE NIGHT CLOSES IN...DUH DUH DUH DUH...TILL THE NIGHT CLOSES IN..." I have a tummy full of Timmys and I'm belting out my guilty pleasure song at the top of my lungs along to the radio. It's a moment of rejuvenation. This morning's shower returned me to my...

32. A Gift From The Gods of Canadian Iconicism

An elderly couple sits to my right. He's mumbling over a crossword and she's reading the Daily Independent. She's excited for tonight's show at Poage Landing Days. "Travis Twitty plays tonight, he's one of those overnight sensations." I can't help but eavesdrop after...

31. Harvest Moon & Kentucky Rain

The late afternoon heat makes breathing difficult. The air has a water quality to it and condenses in my lungs. By this point in the day it's too late to leave for Irvine, I more-less expected it to slip away on me. I make a lap through the carnival section of the...

29. Selling Albums Door-to-Door

"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose, nothing ain't worth nothing but it's free..." I was homeless for the better part of the year. This was another advantage. I'd bounce from relative's basements to buddy's couches. Pit stops at the family farm and...

28. Knock, Knock.

I lived on the corner of 3rd St NW and 5th Ave NW in Medicine Hat, Alberta with two sisters from Coronach, Saskatchewan. Courtney and Pisser. Pisser wasn't her real name. Courtney was. I was fortunate around all the difficulty to have a nice roof over my head....

27. The New Weapon

I was just coming into my own as a guitarist. Still with a main focus on writing I did what I could to incorporate an Angus Young lick in here and there but we were playing balls out rock and roll and the sound required more than my mediocre pentatonic runs. I was...

26. Me & Trav

The Bacherts, Mitch and Myself performed under the name Spent. It came from an anticlimactic moment at a Boston Pizza expressing how we were feeling post performance. I had a handful of songs written withs sexual overtones - it was the AC/DC and Sum 41 influence. I...

23. Losing my Cool on Corporate America

I'm back to my Starbucks to meet the morning staff. A complete turnover includes a couple handsome twenty year olds, one singing his orders and the other telling him to stop. A curly haired red head mops the floor by the washrooms...sorry, restrooms (that's been...

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