Houseboat life continues to be lovely, the lake is melting and break-up is on its way.
Houseboating is also lot of work, however. I’ve been finding it hard to stay on top of it, in part due to a complete lack of routine in my life right now. I’d enjoy it a lot more if I had a bit more financial stability too. It sounds funny considering how much I love traveling with nothing in my pocket, but I’ve learned that if I have rent to pay and a grounded (or, um, anchored) home I really like knowing that certain things are taken care of. Otherwise it’s a big drain energetically speaking, even if I’m not conscious of it all the time. It’s really too bad, because in a slightly different situation I’d be thriving on this, but right now things are just too chaotic for me to really get into it.
That said, soon it will be breakup and paddling can begin. I’m a bit heartbroken that I’m going to leave just as the weather gets nice, but I’m going to make up for it by getting a kayak as soon as possible and spending as much time as I can on the lake.
Also, SHOWS! I’m playing quite a few of them lately, including one at The Dunk in PEI. It’s a little bit random, but I was convinced that I needed to go back to the Maritimes in May so I can experience this magical land of PEI, so I am going to go. It sounds like the PEI part of the trip is going to be filled with all kinds of awesome, and I really can’t wait to see my parents in Nova Scotia too, even if it is a short visit.
Trying to find my voice again, I decided to follow my heart and go to the place that I haven’t been able to stop gushing about since I visited two years ago: Yellowknife, NWT. After so many wonderful experiences hitchhiking across Canada and roadtripping through the USA, it is still the only place that left me dragging my feet, tears streaming down my face, telling myself I didn’t really have to get on the plane. It just kind of felt like home (recorded hastily after my first visit, a few years ago).
So, I’m back. That was summertime, when the sun would approach the horizon around 11pm and creep along the treetops before rising again a few hours later. This time around I get to watch the northern lights dance and explore a big castle made of snow. We’re close to the equinox, so the days are already quite long, and the sunshine feels amazing. Everyone is talking about how strange the weather is – many days it has been above freezing, and although it is quite lovely, it is also very unsettling for those who are used to it being about 20 degrees colder right now.
home for the next three months
Part of why I wanted to come here is to live off of the grid again, which is why I am renting the Icarus for three months, a houseboat on the Great Slave Lake. When most people hear houseboat, they think of a commercially made boat with a motor and a furnished inside. The houseboats here are a little different, I think the actual word for them is float home, though everyone calls them houseboats. It is basically a cabin on floats, with a deck, a wood stove, propane heat and kitchen, no motor. It’s a shame I have to leave just as the weather is getting nice, but I’m hoping to find something else on the lake while I’m here.
The view from my window in the morning.
The night I moved into the Icarus, we had gone to the Snow Castle to dance to French electronic music, and our bodies warmed up the place until the ceiling started melting on our heads. At one point someone started rallying up everyone to go outside and see the northern lights, but they had already died down by the time we made it out. We waited a few minutes, and before long the sky was lit up again, dancing all across the sky. Apparently you can also hear them if they are really roaring and you are somewhere quiet. I wish I were better with words so I could really capture it. The lake is just so massive, and you see so much sky because you don’t have any tall buildings blocking your view. You don’t even see a lot of trees, save for a few small islands. Just this big expansive sky, with this pale green light show streaming across the whole thing, a few houseboats lit up here and there.
So far houseboat living is wonderful, though I’m still very much settling in. My first morning I woke to a half red moon setting over the lake, grabbed a guitar … and sang. really sang. the first time in months. It was just jamming out melodies, so I used the internal mic on my laptop to record everything in case I ever want to turn some of it into a song. Here’s a small taste, the recording quality is crap, but it was just so satisfying to sing and have it feel good, I am sharing it anyway.
oh oh and also! I have set up a mailing list, as you will see on the right (you will probably have to scroll up). If you would like to be on it, please sign up! I will be sending out notices when there are new projects that are finished and I will also make some exclusive content available. My dream is for people from everywhere to sign up and then I will know that I have to tour… everywhere.
Signed up for the RPM Challenge 2010, and doing an instrumental project using Messiaen’s modes. I have a lot of work stuff on the go right now, and it’s nice to have something that’s just for fun at the end of the day. Plus I’m thinking of using Messiaen’s modes for one of them so this will give me an opportunity to play around with them a bit before settling into it. It would be fun to work with a couple instrumentalists on this, so if you like the idea of getting a piano accompaniment and a score in your inbox send me a holler, let me know what you play and we’ll see what we can do!
Lots going on over here, in Montreal currently arranging a cello part for Michael (the song, not the person), soon to head to NS to work on some bass. Jeremy and I want to keep working together as much as we can and things are moving right along. I’m finally at a point where I’m ready to talk design and all that stuff and figure out just how I want my life to change when this thing is finished….
it’s really exciting to feel the end of this project so near and I finally feel like it’s going to finish itself from here on. something clicked while I was away… I’m not sure exactly what it was but it has something to do with confidence, passion, and the way I approach music in general. it was an important trip.
anyway, I know I still haven’t written anything about Ukraine but I promise I will soon! probably when I get back to Nova Scotia.
Kiev has been really busy but incredible. I’d love to tell you all about it but there is really no time yet. But we interviewed a choir director who had some amazing stories to tell about Soviet times, a bandura player and maker, and filmed a pagan ritual before interviewing some members of that group as well. Incredible! I am taking pictures from the window of the van when I can and have a lot of photos of lights and cameras with people around them. Also I am very sick, but better than before. Oh, and BALKANFEST!
Time for bed. Two days left before Toronto. Спакойной начи everyone!
alright guys, I’m shooting for December 30. it’s ambitious, but not impossible. well, it might turn out to be impossible once I hear back from the people doing the mixing and mastering, we’ll see. but at the very least I will have the tracks recorded by then. we got so much done in England and I’m finally feeling like this is going to be something I’m proud of. it’s such a relief to feel this way and I didn’t even realize the extent to which I was afraid of finishing this. it’s really only a couple of tracks we made a lot of progress on but somehow that pushed me over the edge to seeing to the end of it. plus I have a much better idea of the sound I want to go for which is a huge relief as well!
anyway, still in Kiev, sick as a dog and drinking lots of green tea in between tissues and mini naps. Dad arrives today and tomorrow we start shooting. it’s a whole new experience and I can’t wait. plus I get to see my dad!
also I want to redo this whole website. it’s not really achieving what I want it to do. frig, I talk too much. more music!
I think I loved the place before I was even through passport check, I’m not sure how that is possible. Some of Dad’s friends met me at the airport and helped me get set up here, which has made the transition a whole lot easier. A lot of people speak English so I haven’t even practiced my Russian all that much, though knowing the cyrillic alphabet has proven useful.
Unfortunately I am also fighting an infection so now I have to spend my precious first day here going to the clinic, but that’s better than spending the rest of the week sick I figure. Dad arrives tomorrow with the crew and I’m looking forward to seeing at least part of my family, though I’m still not 100% on what my job is here. Anyway, more soon!
London! It turns out that walking around looking at old buildings and not talking to anyone is really not my thing. Feels lonely and a little bit like walking around in a museum, especially since people here don’t seem to look you in the eye on the street or return friendliness with the same. (note: the exception to this is when you are drunkenly taking the train home and you wind up meeting several kind strangers, two of whom gave us a lift home from Richmond Station)
I dragged David to St-Paul’s Cathedral to walk up the steps and then to Evensong, which I have to admit was not really my thing either. The service, not the building I mean. The building is incredible, and hearing the choir in such an amazing acoustic space while looking around at the art that is EVERYWHERE is an experience worth having, but I really don’t feel at home in a church service. I actually had to spend the first several minutes just trying to relax, even though I’m sure people don’t really care why anyone else is there. Anyway, the music was nice, a bit too consonant for my taste, and the cathedral was amazing.
After we went to The Slaughtered Lamb and saw Joe Innes, Kitty The Lion, and Sparrow and the Workshop , and it was a pretty stellar evening. Joe’s music kind of made my heart feel like it was going to burst out of my chest (I’m sure the several beers I’d had by that point didn’t hurt), Kitty The Lion were upbeat, fun and unmistakably northern, and Sparrow and the Workshop kind of blew us away. If you’re ever in London check out the shows put on by the Electroacoustic Club, they’re great.
Anyway, this is definitely the way I like to see a city.
I travel around North America and play music and am interested in a whole bunch of projects ranging from songwriting to musique concrète to instrumental composition. I love stories, the woods and pianos.
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