Only in northern New Brunswick would you see our finest in red blaze through the ditches of the trans canada highway mounted on beasts of snow and steel. Actually, you could probably see it in every province but whatever, I hadn’t seen it til yesterday.
I’m back in Halifax after an amazing long weekend in NB with David Myles. We played quiet and people seemed to be really into it. There’s so many amazing venues and people around here that really care about music; it’s super inspiring. One of the theaters was attached to a high school and I couldn’t resist hearing that old locker banging sound and running down the hall. It’s as rebellious as I get – 27 and sprinting gleefully through a dark empty hallway. Bad ass, I know.
Renaissance man D. Myles. he talks real talk.Â
Those are actually red lasers that burn my wrists when I play too loudly. I can show you the marks.Â