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::YOU ARE NEVER, EVER GOING TO BELIEVE THIS:: [08/04/05]

Ok. You need to know this about me before we go any further: I am not prone to exaggeration, and I do not make stuff up(i.e. lie) ... in fact, when re-telling stories, especially when i'm involved personally, I've been told by friends that I generally err on the side of telling a bland story over embellishment. I'll tell you why i do this: It's because i like to tell the truth, and i don't feel the need to sex-up or mythologize a story because real events speak for themselves ... it's also so people will believe me when something COMPLETELY INSANE happens to me, like it did yesterday, on the LAST DAY of my 5 week tour ...

Know these two things as well before you go any further: 1) I'm completely fine and healthy as I write you. 2) I will tell this story verbatim as it happened without exaggerating in the least.

Ok. GET THIS: On August 3rd,2005 I drove from Chicago and arrived at the Detroit/Windsor border about 4pm. I stopped at the duty-free shop before crossing the border and bought a 40oz bottle of vodka for $14 bucks, as any sensible person would. I had to turn my van off to do this. On my return, my van would not start. I had been having trouble starting my van for the past few days, so i had a hunch that it was my starter 'cause i'd talked to my mechanic about it over the phone the day before ... so i called my mechanic, and he told me that way to restart my van would be to hit the starter(which is immediately under the front bumper) with a hammer or tire iron or something like that while someone else was turning the key in the ignition. Simple. So I hang up the phone and proceed to start looking around in my car ... nothing ... then immediately in front of my car is a kinda vacant lot with various junk laying around in it INCLUDING what looks like a long-ish metal tire iron-looking thing ... the only problem is a 6ft-high chain link fence seperates me from this object. No problem. I've been hopping fences my whole life. I'm really good at it, in fact. I can hop a 6 ft chain link fence in about 3 seconds .. pull myself up...aaaand over...all in one motion...i've done it 300 times....

Not this time.

As soon as I hit the ground i know something is wrong. I feel my heel snap. I yelp in pain and fall to the ground. I try to get up but collapse. I succeed in getting back up onto one foot after a few tries ....I'm now screaming in pain, and hopping around on one foot, looking around me and noticing that people are gathering around the area of the fence that i've just hopped ... these people are security guards ... they are yelling at me through the fence and angrily telling me to stay back and asking me how i got there ... i'm confused, i'm starting to gasp for air and feeling like i'm gonna pass out....i fall again....meanwhile one of the guards whom i'd talked to 30 seconds earlier about helping me start my car while i banged on the starter with a tire iron, which i was gonna get "right over there", pointing behind the fence, comes up to the fence...i guess the guy must not have understood what i meant earlier, because this very same guy who was gonna help me start my car starts yelling at me that his job "is to make sure that YOU don't get across this fence".....what the hell was going on??....i began to get really confused and scared, the sun was beating down on me, i was getting uncontrollably thirsty and i was dragging myself through the dirt on my side, pulling myself by my hands to try and get closer to these guys to try and figure out what was going on ...without passing out...my head was beginning to swim and lights were flashing before my eyes like you get right before you pass out....i was laying there on the ground with the sun beating down on me thinking: "Is this really happening to me?....Is this a nightmare?...this is SOOOO Bad...."

....so i managed to figure out that what i earlier described to you as a "vacant lot" was in fact some kind of NO MAN'S LAND BETWEEN CANADA AND THE U.S. AND THESE GUARDS' JOB WAS TO STOP PEOPLE FROM CROSSING THAT FENCE!!.....Ok. I knew I had to try and get my shit together and stop myself from passing out, and get myself back across the fence, but i couldn't walk, i couldn't even get myself back up onto my feet to hop around because i was too dizzy ... so i dragged myself on my side with my arms...i guess instinctively at this point towards the fence, all the while begging these security guys to help me.....they would not...the guy i mentioned earlier, who was some sort of leader rushed away....as this happened, i noticed that a few feet away from me, the fence was not completely bolted to the ground and there was an area that looked like you'd be able to pull it up slightly...i dragged myself over to it, and i was right....i proceeded to pull myself under the fence on the ground, on my back....just barely enough room to get though...luckily the guards who remained either felt sorry for me, or just didn't have the guts to try and stop me....i was lucky i guess....

So there I was, back on U.S. soil from the no man's land ... lying there on the pavement in front of my van, my back and sides covered with dirt, sweating profusely, and gasping for air ... luckily a sympathetic guard handed me a down a cup of water...as I was taking a few sips and attempting to gather some sort of compusure, the head guard guy returned and was REALLY surprised to see me on HIS side of the fence.....he kinda snapped and motioned to the other guards, and they all quickly dispersed without saying a word and i was left there with the one sympathetic guard and what looked like the boss of the head guard, an older official looking lady, who was asking me "Do you want me to call you an ambulance?"

(Flash through a quick mental calculation of the implications/cost of seeking US medical attention)

"No."

I was still lying in front of my van WITH THE TIRE IRON STILL IN MY HAND!!...can you believe it?...through all of that, i had had the presence of mind/instinct/luck/whatever to hold onto the damn thing, and so all i had to do at that point was to pull myself a couple of feet forward under the van and start hammering the starter....the sympathetic guard was turning the key and van started within about 5 hits with the iron. He helped me into the driver's seat and i was off. Luckily it was my left foot that was injured, so driving was bearable. I drove across the border and into Canada without incident. I managed to make it as far as London, ON where I went to Emergency ...

So that's my story.

Turns out i have an "undisplaced fracture of the calcaneous non-articula" ...which means i broke my heel bone ... the doctor tells me that it's a bad break and usually when people break that bone they require surgery, but i won't have to have surgery...lucky....he also told me that the whole gasping for air, being really thirsty, passing out thing while all the craziness was happening meant that i was in shock....i kinda figured that.

Anyway, i've got a cast and will have one for 6-ish weeks, and am hobbling around on crutches ... guess I'll be getting lots of work done for my next CD ... not before i go on a camping trip though ...

See y'all in the fall ...

rob
ps- i really wonder what would have happened if i hadn't been able to get back across the fence? what were those guards gonna do? ... let me die there in no man's land and have the vultures pick my bones clean?

 

::Milwaukee, Chicago & HOME:: [08/02/05]

Hey there Humans,

A belated post to wrap up the gig portion of the ol' tour:
Stopped in Milwaukee on the way to Chicago, and played at the Bremen Cafe open stage on my night off. Great club, great open mike....i love rooms/situations that are really music-centric....I played a short set, had a blast, met a bunch of cool people...looks like i'll be back at The Bremen sooner than later...this is a good thing....look out for a date in the fall or so ... onto Chicago ...

Arrived in the windy city mid-afternoon today, and walked around the neighbourhood near the club...it's a few blocks from Wrigley Field...lotsa stuff to see if you're into sports 'n' shit.

The van is really starting to take a beating too: the running board on the passenger side fell right off today... i noticed a large bang under the van as i drove over a tire scrap that i couldn't avoid on the way in from Milwaukee, but just assumed the tire just scraped the underside of the van and it was fine...not so...as i pulled into the neighbourhood near the bar and stopped the van, i noticed the running board was hanging right off...all i had to do was touch it and it fell right off...the van is now lopsided(aesthetically speaking)...great...anyway, it's fine, no big deal...just gotta jack 'er up, and put some mag wheels on 'er and she'll do just fine...i mean, you gotta remember "she goes like stink bud".

Anyway, all macho-guy van talk aside, the show later on was great...played at Uncommon Ground...stellar venue...all acoustic music 7 nights/week...played with my new friend Natalie Rivera (www.myspace.com/natalierivera) .... guess i can call her my new friend 'cause she invited me down to play and the gig was packed with her friends who are all U.S. grade "A" music-loving/interesting folk ... we hung out at her buddy Justin's after, and dammit I'd call him my friend too ... so cool of you folks to take a stranger like me in off the street without knowing much more about me than i play music and don't seem overtly threatening...anyway, what can i say?

thank you,

rob

 

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In the Redwood forest N. California.

 

::Escanaba:: [07/31/05]

Hey,

I'm in Escanaba,MI...for those of you who don't know where that is(a group of folks i belonged to, before i booked the gig here), it's in the U.P. (Upper Peninsula) of Michigan, with Lake Superior above and lake Michigan below(west of Sault St Marie)...beautiful country up here ... although i must say that i've grown desensitized to the beautiful scenery thing ... just seen too much---it's been relentless over this trip....if it's not mountains it's desert, if it's not desert it's ocean...i figure i need to stare at four blank walls or a computer screen for 16 hrs a day for a couple months and i'll be cured....seeing as i'll be working on my new CD once i get back, that's precisely what i'll be doing.....scenery therapy.

Anyway, the show last night was...umm....great venue...great folks....all 3 of 'em....yeah....major bummer....guess there was a street festival a few blocks away, which is where everyone was....i'm told playing here in the winter is best....must learn to deal with this kinda bummer better...i mean, really, like 30 or so great shows and one bummer and it'll bum me out for days....ahhh...at least it's good 'n' hot here think i'll go to the beach....got a day off....then Milwaukee tomorrow, and Chicago, then HOME!!....funny, never really been excited to go back home before....guess i'm a little cooked after 5 weeks, need to recharge...take some time off and get started on finishing the next CD.

rob

::The Desert, My window and Monks:: [07/28/05]

Hey Chums,

I'm writing you from Des Moines(french for...Of Monks??),Iowa ... i figured since i'd been living like a monk for the last few days, it would be fitting to stop here...been doing nothing but driving, eating sardines, rice cakes and granola....and some belgian beer....probably brewed by belgian monks...that's what i tell myself ....

lots to report since the last post:
-played the gigs on San Fran...ate one of the better meals of the tour at Brainwash cafe(earlier gig): seared, garlic/herb-rubbed Idaho trout w/ corn relish, wild rice and spinach salad, with a glass of Merlot...in a laundromat!!...now try and tell me the kids in San Fran don't live high on the hog for chrissakes!...the gig itself was ok, nothing to write in a blog about...the gig later at Hotel Utah was yee-ha...the kids got pumped and so did i... great folks, great venue (two tiers with gallery-type seating above the regular bar)...pretty cool affair all around, must return there soon...

-immediately after the gig, i loaded up the van and drove over the bay bridge into the night...thought it would be dramatic to write that.....that's what i did though...i got as far as the Lake Tahoe-ish kinda area around 4am before i had to shut 'er down at a rest stop in the mountains near the Cali-Nevada border....got a few hours rest and hit the road into the desert....now THIS is cool driving!!....strange scenery and a live-able speed limit: 70MPH=125KMPH="she goes like stink bud".....things were going well until someone in a pickup kicked up a rock and smashed the window on the sliding door of my van....stopped in the nearest town: Winnemuca,NV and the nice man at the auto glass shop told me i would only be able to get the replacement pane in Salt Lake City(6hrs?)...so i taped the window up all puurrty and hoped it would hold....no such luck.....so i'm driving around 80mph(130kmph) and without any kind of warning THE WHOLE WINDOW BLEW OFF THE SIDE OF THE VAN LIKE IT WAS BEING SUCKED INTO A VACCUUM...leaving nothing but a very large whole in the side of my van........once i got over the shock it was kinda nice, 'cause the desert was quite hot, so the breeze was welcome....

-had to mention this too though: while i was at the auto glass place i noticed 2 things: 1) i saw what i thought was a large rat scurrying around the side of the building only to notice that it was in fact a lizard....riiiiight, we're in the desert 2) the sand is REALLY fine here...kinda like drywall dust...it's extremely fine, and it's almost impossible to get it off anything it gets onto ....

-...finally got into SLC that night, had to rent a fleabag motel 'cause i had a giant hole in the side of the van, so i had to load all my worldy possesions into the fleabag...surprising what $35US can get you in SLC.... stained ... everything ... and the dust was about the same ..... memories of the Grande Prairie motel....anway,played my set at Mo's...was kinda low-key, but the kids seemed to dig it....the spanish-heritage folk seemed to really get it tonight....sold Cds to Alonzo and his buddy, who, in broken english told me that they really appreciated the honesty in my music...jesus christ that means alot to me...very glad i met you guys....

-another spanish-american helped my cause the following day at the junkyard...found me a replacement window and helped me install for $45...a major coup since i don't have "all perils insurance"...his name was Marcelino....good looking fellow, the chicanas were trying to pick him up while we were bolting the thing in....he didn't let it go to his head though...i like that in a guy...

-drove the rest of the day ...got as far as Cheyenne,CO, just north of Denver...hoped to get down to Denver to play an open stage i'd sussed out, but got told off over the phone by the girl at the bar...i was just trying to get some info to see if it'd be worth my while to make the trip ...that was all...anyway, that bummed me out, so i kept driving and pulled over at a rest stop in Wyoming....nice night...you can really see the sky in the prairies at night...

- so yeah, that's about it...drove all day today and got to the Fabled City of the Monks....and it is from here that i deliver you these words of thanks & praise:....thanks for giving a shit...

rob

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In the Nevada desert ... with the side window blown out ....

 

::I love San Francisco:: [07/25/05]

Hello there,

Yup, i do love it. It's gotta be my favorite city i've been in yet. Everyone's heard it all before, and this time it's all true.

Been here since friday, played my gig at a small cafe(Dolores Park Cafe--great folks) in the Mission district...it was cool, kinda low-key, i opened for a Bossa band which is out of the ordinary for me.

Just had 2 days off in the city and got to explore and get to know the town...hung in the Haight/Mission kinda areas...did the requisite haight/ashbury stop...nothing to see there but weed shops and retro-hippie shopping...not my bag....i love everything else though...the hills, the bridges, the folks, the food.....had some of the best mexican ever at a taqueria on Mission.(Cancun taqueria)

I also had a great live music night as an audience member last night---I don't get to do that nearly enough 'cause i'm always playing right?....saw a woman who i'd been meaning to see for 6 months: Sylvie Lewis (www.sylvielewis.com) ....a very, very god-damned serious singer...one of the best i've heard...killer songs too...i went to see her open for The Weepies (www.theweepies.com) and they totally tore my head off too...amazing singers, great songs and totally unpretentious, no bullshit, just the music...just what i like...and they sing the songs like it hurts them to sing them....

alright, gotta jet and play 2 gigs today...first one at Brainwash, which is a laundromat with live music 7 nights/week....cool eh?..shrewd move on my part 'cause i really need to do laundry after 4 weeks on the road...(so all i need to do now is book a gig at a psychiatrist's office right?)...next gig is later tonight at Hotel Utah...stoked for that.

after that, it's driving madness for the next week: gotta drive all night to make it to Salt Lake City tomorrow, then Denver on Wed., then probably Iowa somewhere....

yee-ha,
rob

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Near Dolores Park. (San Francisco,CA)

 

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Overlooking the Mission Ditrict. (San Francisco,CA)

 

::Regina Beach CANCELLED, Escanaba MOVED:: [07/21/05]

Hey Folks,
Just a quickie: 2 things:

1) Thurs. July 28 & Fri. July 29-Regina Beach,SK-Cafe De La Rosa-CANCELLED-
(The cafe has closed, my condolensces to Chris Lobb)

2)Sun. July 31-Escanaba,MI-8th Street Coffeehouse-8pm
HAS BEEN MOVED TO:
Sat. July 30-Escanaba,MI-8th Street Coffeehouse-9pm

...stuff's been great. Northern California is everything they say it is ... redwoods and ocean....camped in the midst of it last night....truly immense beauty.

rob

ps-i'll post a more complete update of the last little while later this week....

 

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The requisite "art" shot ... Northern Cali.

 

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... getting closer to San Francisco.

 

::Portland, Trees & Coast and into California:: [07/20/05]
Salut mes amis,

Ok. Know this: The drive down the US West Coast is RIDICULOUS, and gets more ridiculous the further south you go ...i'm not kidding. And when I say ridiculous, I mean stupid, and when i say stupid i mean just crazy natural beauty and indescribable....i know, you're probably beginning to stick your finger down your throat thinking: "alright, enough with the 'immense natural beauty' stuff Szabo, you're giving me a rash", but what can i say???...OK, first of all, Portland is a really cool city. I spent less than 18 hrs there, but from what i saw it's a really progressive, environmentally conscious town doing some pioneering work in how we should all probably be living. Case in point: a free of charge, fast, light rail system in the city centre, strict dedicated carpool lanes...and this might seem superficial, but in the area i stayed in, in the middle of the day on a weekday, there were people jogging and exercising everywhere....anyway my Dad told me they've won awards for their cutting edge enviro approach, and he knows lots of stuff, so there you go.

Alright, i gotta move this along...much to say, little time to type....time for a quick synopsis (sic?)
-Tuesday: left Portland, and drove south though Oregon...big mountains growing further east(away from me), and the trees changing from North-ish looking trees(sorry, I'm no expert, i guess they're pines or cedars, or...you get the picture) to REDWOODS...now I've never seen redwoods before, so i'm snapping over here...they're soooo beautiful...for the uninitiated, they look like they are carved from stone....they just jut out from the ground and go straight up for stories without any outgoing branches until the very top, hundreds of feet up.....many spots on the drive are national parks and you get to drive though these "tree corridors" where it's just the road splitting an immense dense forest with trees right up to the roadside and yer winding throught the remnants of the mountains, and.....ahhh, i could go on...anyway, so much for synopsis eh?....ok, i'm gonna get serious here about moving this along...
-ok. great. trees,mountains, oceanside. yeah. crazy. slept in the van on the side of the road last night. overlooking the ocean. had sardines, mustard and beer and went to sleep. was woken up today by tourists stopping to take pictures...will make sure to pick a less popular "rest stop" next time.
-got into California, wow. stuff changes. trees turn to bushes except for the almighty Redwoods.
-played my gig in Trinidad,CA...a quaint little beach town. it went really well. better than expected. outdoor cafe. the kids dug it. i had a guy stop his car (he'd heard me driving by), run up and listen for a second or two and then sign my e-mail list and buy a CD and zoom off in his car....he knew the drill i guess.
-staying in Patrick's Point provincial park tonight...booked the site before the gig...crazy...IN the Redwood forest...ON the oceanside....basically looking down a cliffside...crazy business...more bear warnings...this time they come along with wild cat warnings too.....nice....

rob

 

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Somewhere driving down the Oregon coast ...

 

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... and into N. California.

 

::Van, Roberts Creek and the Coast & 400,000+KMs!:: [07/18/05]

Hey Humans,

Well, just leaving after one of the best tour stops so far ... Vancouver was amazing, the shows were great ... much better than expected seeing as i haven't played the city since 2001. Got to hook up with friends whom i hadn't seen in eons and overall just pick up the west coast vibe...y'know, carpool lanes, and mountains/ocean side by side, easily accesible health food...yee-ha.

The Robert's Creek(just N. of Vancouver ...but you gotta take the ferry) show may be the best show of the tour so far ... I played the Gumboot which is my dear friend Joe's place and wow...never played there before, but the room was full and people got it ... i don't mean to sound like what i do is especially difficult to "get", but it was just one of those nights were i felt like everyone was with me for the entire set and it seemed like there was a synergy between the audience and the performer, which happened to be me in this case...or maybe the folks in RC just dig on music and it's got nothing to do with me...anyway, beautiful night all around, especially since i got to hang with dear friends in a setting that can only be described as paradise....i mean jeeesus, we went swimming in the ocean the next day, and then walked through what i think technically is a rainforest and it just goes on ...

So you're all probably thinking "jeesus Szabo, give us a break, shit can't always be peachy, and beautiful and blah, blah, blah and we know your tours aren't all roses"....or something like that....well you're right....as i was leaving Robert's Creek i was thinking that myself: "Wow, all the shows have gone better than expected, everything has gone off without a hitch, the van is holding up great...something is bound to go wrong soon"....well it did.

Here's some stuff that happened:
-got up and rushed off to catch the ferry back to Van which only comes about every 3 hrs, got there in the nick of time and waited in line for about 30 mins to find out I was the LAST vehicle they would let on this ferry...after a pregnant pause, when everyone in line thinks: "well that's it, gotta wait 'til the next fairy", the dude in the orange vest that directs traffic onto the ferry waived me onto the ramp saying: "we got room for one more", so i excitedly drive up the ramp only to be turned away when i arrive at the top by an irate man in a orange vest essentially yelling at me to reverse all the way down the ramp....so i do that, with my tail, between my legs.....anyway, turms out they DID have room on the bottom of the ship, so all was well.
-drove through Van and on the way to the border I got a F!~#** $250 speeding ticket!! 115 in a 60!!....it was right at the border and it was a TRAP i tell you!...one of those things were it's 110km posted and 3 lanes and everyone's sailing along stoked to get to the border and they put up a couple of orange pilons and call it a "work zone", and put up tiny sign that says "60km work zone" and the cop just sits there and waits.....anyway, the guy was nice enough and was sure to tell me how lucky i was that i wasn't 15 minutes south because he was "letting me off with" a $250 fine(coulda been $400) and if I had been in the US it woulda been $1000..... lucky me...

ahhh, it could be worse....and i'm thinking it's just a numbers game for me at this point, i mean, i just watched my odometer roll past 400,000kms ...

rob

 

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From the ferry heading to Robert's Creek.(Sunshine Coast,BC)

 

::The Mountains:: [07/13/05]

Hey Peeps,

....been hanging in the mountains the last few days. I camped in Jasper National Park on my night off....had a fire, and ate some dinner, and relaxed with a few cans of liquid bear fear management tonic. Please excuse the flowery euphemism for beer, but as I entered the park, the attendant proceeded to hand a me a pamphlet that went into great details explaining how clean(devoid of any trace of food etc.) campsites must be in order not to attract bears and he told me this: "Yeah, bears come through the grounds every night."

#$%^&*(!!!!

...anyway, all bear anxiety aside, it was unspeakably beautiful and quiet.

I played the first 2 nights at The Revelstoke Street Festival and that has been amazing as well...playing in the town square literally looking right down the main drag as i play up at a HUGE mountain...inspiring.

The people have been swell, and i met this great guy called Brad. He's a merchant marine. He explained to me what that was: he's not in the army, he drives large sea vessels. He actually steers the boat! He also paraglides. Crazy life. He goes out to sea and works for 4 months at a time, and then comes back to Revelstoke and plays until the money runs out. He actually bought property before the last time he left because he didn't want to go out to sea with any money in the bank!!! great life eh?....anyway, needless to say i'm learning alot. Apparently the merchant marines have a great history of being musicians and artists: Woody Guthrie...and a bunch of other famous people who i can't remember were merchant marines.

anyway, more news on this later....my web time is quickly running out.

Salut!

rob

 

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From the summit of Mount Revelstoke.(Revelstoke,BC)

 

::Breakfast:: [07/10/05]

Hey folks.

Just recovering from one of the better breakfasts i've ever had: smoked salmon, crab, sauteed shrimp, fresh pineapple, oysters ... and on and on....just a sample of the kind of hospitality the folks here at Egan's in Fort Saint John have offered me. The stay here has been amazing...seeing old friends, and making some new ones....i'm about ready to hit the road again and resume the monk lifestyle...nothing but granola, tuna and rice cakes for the next few days...kinda looking forward to it..don't ask me why, but i guess i've developed a love for living under relatively strict constraints...it makes things simple somehow....anyway, gotta hit the road...will be camping somewhere in the rockies by nightfall 'cause it's my night off(!)...Jasper?, Lake Louise?, Golden?...we'll see how far i get.

rob

ps-...got bears on the brain....ahhh...it's fine right?....

 

::Grande Prairie!!:: [07/08/05]

So I'm sitting eating my dinner kinda mulling over what I'd just written, thinking: "hmm, funny, been on the road for ten days and only played Marquette, Winnipeg, Edmonton and FSJ ... well, it dawns on me that my most recent tour stop was Grande Prairie,AB !! ...what the hell is wrong with me?... i just spent 3 days there!!...just goes to show you how all this stuff gets jumbled in my brain on a tour like this ...stuff all just sorta mushes together...anyway, i'm thinking maybe i need a moderator for this blog thing, 'cause i KNOW all this stuff, i mean it's stored in my brain...I just need someone to actually ask me ...

Moderator: "Rob. have you been to Grande Prairie on this tour?"

Szabo: "Yes. Yes, I was there 2 days ago."

M: "What happened?"

S:"Well, I stayed in the dirtiest motel I've ever stayed in (which is saying alot). Although it was a clean kinda dirty, y'know more like soil dirty, as opposed to public telephone kinda dirty...the chairs and carpet in the room were so stained with dirt and oil(G.P. is an oil town after all) that it looked like a demented floral pattern...the telephone looked like someone who'd been gardening had just had their way with it and the whole thing kinda smelled like your grandfather's toolshed. Anyway, it's not that i really minded it one way or the other, so much as it's something to talk about. I mean I've stayed in lots of band rooms/houses that made me feel alot funnier...y'know with the sharpie artists renderings of male sexual organs all over the walls, and crude band scribblings...that shit always makes me feel ashamed to be a musician, and even more so a member of my gender."

M: "Great, you stayed in a dirty motel ...what about the gig??"

S:"Oh yeah, you guys don't really wanna hear about that do you? ... i mean, how interesting is it to read: "I rocked man, like i mean i really rocked. People loved me. I'm gonna be HUGE." What you guys really want to hear about is how the front end of my van is so crusted with insect guts that i can barely get the windshield wipers off the windshield to squeegy (sic?) it....or that i ate nothing but granola, almond butter & rice cakes and tuna for the 1st 3 days on the road(does wonders for the intestinal tract)...or that.."

M: "...still waiting for news about the gigs"

S: "Oh yeah, they went REALLY well...much better than i expected...i mean, i'd never played G.P. before and it's always dicey on one's 1st visit to a town especially one that may not have a reputation for being arts-centric....funny thing is i found out they have a really cool scene there and met a bunch of great folks. Turns out i played with this AMAZING band called Prevail(www.prevailrocks.com). Really great hardcore/screamo-type band. Crushing riffs, great arrangements, killer screamer/singer, cool double guitar harmonies(old school, i know), and one of the best heavy/fast/big fills/prog drummers i've seen in a long while. Buzzed me out for along while. What made the whole thing even cooler was that the singer Shane was a huge fan of my ex-band Plasticine...the guy went and got his copy of our self-titled CD and got me to sign it before they played...me=flattered....not to mention heartened at the fact that live original music thrives in the most unlikely places....

AND, on that note, i met this great promoter Chris Teason who's putting on great shows in the G.P. area and putting on these battle of the bands which focus on developing young G.P. bands and give them a chance to be part of larger events he promotes in the area...not to mention he ties the whole thing in with his website/organization: www.ecopeacecanada.com ...the ideas he puts forth seem a tad idealistic, but i love this shit..."peace begins at home" and the idea of changing the world though music and art, and by changing yourself, and affecting change in your community...all of this may sound idealistic etc., but it means alot more especially if you experience it in the context of a town where teen substance abuse is beyond epidemic and overall the prevailing wind is to cash in on making a quick buck working in the oil fields and not really giving a damn about anything else ...a BRAVE man this Chris Teason."

anyway, i digress...so much for the moderator thing eh?...it was fun while it lasted....

rob

 

::Fort Saint John:: [07/07/05]
Hey folks.

So here it is, the 2nd blog post of the tour, and we're already 10 days in. I know, I know, i said I'd try to post often, but, in my defense, this is the 1st web access I've had so far ... and to be honest, I'm kinda digging being away from the damn computer ... not to mention the fact that i wouldn't have had time anyway, since the 1st week or so had some pretty punishing driving(i.e. Winnipeg to Calgary=13hrs=quickest I've ever done it: stopped twice to pee and fill up, and once to eat a tuna sandwich---onto Edmonton that same night(3 more hrs--16 total for the day---me+ 16hrs driving=about as cooked as i get) ... anyway, without further ado (sic?), I bring you some highlights of the 1st LEG of the tour. (Leg is a funny word isn't it?... thought it merited capitalization ... speaking of legs, i've been sticking very strickly to the no short-pants whilst onstage rule, so no one's got to see mine yet ...)

The shows have all been going better than expected, the kids are into it, and i can't complain ... the Marquette,MI show was great: DIY indie-punk rock show in one of the cooler venues i've played: essentially a large loft space, with apartments above it populated by a group of music-lovin' folks who put on shows (plus you can get a gin & tonic in Marquette for $1.75!) ... Winnipeg was swell, i opened for Greg Macpherson(www.gregmacpherson.com) ... really dug his set (think a punk-rock Springsteen) ... left the club and realized i had LOST MY WALLET!!!(BIG trouble)..... managed to get back to the club and recover it without incident within an hour of losing it(sigh of relief). Edmonton was really cool ... matinee show at The Black Dog ... really swell folks who treated me like royalty ... since it was a matinee this means there was time for dinner and drinks on a patio with friends and, um, more drinks ... the sun sets REALLY late up here so the sky was beautiful and it remains light until 10:30-ish ... love it ... also got to hear some of Damien Rice's new music ... listened in a friend's car late at night ... it sounded really good, but music always sounds better to me under "extenuating" circumstances--i wonder if it'll hold up in the light of day?..... so here i am in FSJ on the second night of my 4 night stand, getting a bit of rest and, um ... nothing else of note.

Ok.

Time for dinner.

rob

 

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Crossing the Mackinac Bridge, where lake Huron & lake Michigan meet.(St. Ignace,MI)

 

::Packing:: [06/27/05]

Hey Kids.
So, yup, here it is, a valiant attempt at trying to maintain some sort of consistent record of what the hell will go on over the next 5 weeks. I figured i'd post the first tour blog installment before i left. That way maybe i'd have incentive to keep it up once i'm on the road.

So ok, back to packing and last minute arrangements ... hmmm... do i bring short pants? ... one must make themselves rules as a performer. I always promised myself I'd never play a gig wearing short pants. Maybe the best way to insure that is not to pack any. Same should go for sandals i figure. I mean, would you take a guy seriously up on stage with shorts and sandals on? Maybe if he was asking for directions, or singing "Marguaritaville" ... anyway, i digress, more on the performing in shorts debate later.

rob

 

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