Feeling rather melancholy and home sick for the Coast tonight. Not really sure why. Could be that I am somewhat a creature of habit and amoungst my habits are my birthday traditions and for the past few years that birthday tradition has been the Burnaby Blues and Roots Festival, and while I had the pleasure of setting others up with tickets today, I myself will not be there. This probably wouldn’t be SO bad if I hadn’t missed my birthday all together. Lots of lovely wishes (of which I need to thank people for), but I got a number of unexpected birthday surprises from the local mosquito population, which wouldn’t have been all that bad, if I hadn’t had an allergic reaction them. One glance at my legs is a reminiscent memory of what looked like a severe case of the chicken pox and what I am hoping does not leave permanent scars. More on that story later, as I learnt a few things that day, like one should not use twitter in lieu of actual medical attention.
At any rate, what better cure for the blues than the Blues themselves, so I thought I’d take in a few of the acts I’d be missing next Saturday (August 13th), starting with Current Swell from Victoria, BC:
Not really sure if this helped. Damn good music I’m missing and all those sights of the West Coast. Reminded me of summers in my 20s. Especially those Sombrio Beach nights. No war paint, but plenty of talk of alien ships with Rivermouth Mike.