so les savy fav were oh so great last night (as long as you weren't too close;) , but apologies are definitely due to syd the bass player who I managed to offend by saying something so unbelievely wrong (totally without thinking, I was repeating something someone had said about their tshirts without actually considering the context and content of the merchandise in question) that I felt horrible for the rest of the night (he was very sweet about it, but I felt as if I'd been caught in the larry sanders show)... poor ok lucky sold exactly enough merch for coffee the next day ("so do we have enough to eat?") but les savy fav & unicorns (fun band from Ontario) did quite well... got to make sandwiches for broken social scene now & pick up Carol from hfx ... and I'm dressing as the queen b/c she's so ladylike...

had my confusing day in court (case adjourned without date set by plaintiff, turns out he's in the courtroom anyway) the result being that this stupid water heater thing might drag on for another FIVE YEARS! pop explosion this weekend, picking up part of broken social scene at the airport tomorrow (hopefully will finally clarify meaning of "light sandwich" on band rider, b/c how can you feed them if they aren't clear about what they want... unlike ron sexsmith, who's asked for PURE carrot juice and a million bottles of EVIAN and PERRIER and a bunch of nutrition bars that I've never heard of)... but oh happiness seeing les savy fav tomorrow, even if it does coincide with the annual eye level gallery mitch & the motorhomes extravaganza...

The crowd at the molly wee wednesday night pre-interpol:

In Boston right now, heading back to nyc today. Interpol last night at the Avalon were incredible (of course) and it's horrible that I have to leave before the last show (supposedly for at least a year) in nyc Tuesday. Everyone here has been amazing and I don't think I've danced so much ever! (the nyc afterparty at the Coral Room Wednesday was the best thing ever - the bikini clad "mermaid" in the fish tank above the bar was a little weird- but tess, denise, cae, shred, tal- thanks for making it such a wonderful night) ... I have no pictures of me making a fool of myself at this event (apologies due to the lovely eric of touring interpol) but lots of others that I will post when I return ...
first few pictures of the strokes in mississauga:

interpol at hammerstein nyc 15/10/2003:

rem cover interpol (courtesy of ultragrrrl) ... I'm getting kind of excited to go away again although it is much too soon and I'm not in the least ready... staying at chelsea centre east for the first night and then the prescott international in Boston... wish I was actually going to be in nyc Thursday night for metric and broadcast but should be back in time for evan dando (and maybe the broke revue)... please someone, get me duran duran pre-sale tickets while I'm away! As usual I am the queen of bad timing, as cmj starts a mere 2 days after I leave... damn you Interpol for playing a week before the real excitement begins ;)

the cleanup (my nephew moving logs, everything chopped up after my neighbours brought in relatives with chainsaws to chop it all up- they also helped me drag everything to the curb in time for pickup! Mr & Mrs. Cann, you rock!)... I feel kind of silly for making such a big deal of this when others had so much more to deal with... the landscape of Halifax has certainly changed...

ok, I wasn't exaggerating, was I? there are four men with chainsaws in my yard right now ... I threw out the contents of my fridge last night, actually most of it was expired anyway (who knew that parmesan cheese in a tin had a best before date?)...

there is a tree on top of my house, hasn't smashed through the roof (yet) but it is still there on top...my lovely tree from the backyard, more like 3 trees actually... power is back on but still... (hopefully someone from 1 of the many companies I left messages with the night of hurricane Juan will be here today to assess the damage and remove the thing)...in the meantime, come by and have a look, the neighbours all are....