i will take this old car to get to you (deer tick concert)

a little while ago (on a monday), i finished work, packed up, went home and had dinner with wine, and then headed to lee's palace - as the preppiest girl at the bar - for the deer tick show. it's taken this long to write about the show... but it's still worth a reflection. it. was. amazing.
so first up - if you've never heard deer tick, you've never (a) lived, and (b) read my blog. so, before proceeding, read entry here on deer tick. love. also, read more about them here (gotta love you wikipedia), read some of their thoughts on twitter here, and listen/watch some of their videos here. embrace the love that will blossom and grow.
the show - opening at 8 - was a real grunge tribute. the novaks, the turbo fruits, and headliner deer tick threw everyone down real hard, dirty and sweaty like. picture willie nelson and nirvana performing together. dance/mosh pits with heel stomping; run ins with old friends; good scuzzy beer from a good old scuzzy bar. it was delightful to be in a place to hear good rock... haven't done it in a while.
if you've never seen deer tick perform, there's really no way to describe it - and the fruit bats, and the novaks did not disappoint those only present for deer tick... while they did their own thing (either much more punk, or much more rock), they managed a genre of music between the three bands that was purely rocktastically satisfying. the musicianship was fantastic - the band is an incredibly cohesive one, with talent to spare, including one of my favourite drummers i've ever seen live.
oh. and also. if you've never seen deer tick perform - GO! NOW!
nearing the end of deer tick's set, the other bands joined them on stage - in all their long haired glory. it was sheer perfection to see three of the great rock/punk (ish)/country bands i've ever seen live headbanging to beastie boys. (also never thought i'd use those three genres simultaneously). (ever). we fought hard, for our right to party. and it was worth it.
then a guitar got smashed. and it was marvellous.
they played: ashamed  //  the bump  //  easy  ///  baltimore blues no. 1  //  main street  //  walkin' out the door  //  make believe  //  clownin' around  //  twenty miles  //  bastards of young (the replacements cover)  //  funny world  //  now it's your turn  //  art isn't real (city of sin) - john mccauley solo  //  dirty dishes  //  in bloom (nirvana cover)  //  these old shoes  //  not so dense  //  walls  //  miss K  //  summertime blues (eddie cochran cover)  //  fight for your right to party (beastie boys cover) - all 3 bands  //  let's all go to the bar - all 3 bands
get a free download here   //   still lots of time to see a show! get tickets here   //   follow along with them on twitter
and i'll leave you with 2 versions of one of my fave deer tick songs - the sleepover shows version, and the official animated video.
images from:  1. empties crushed   //   2, 3, 4. my own   //   5. jeff's instagram

the emerald city

of course, travelling (a week and a bit ago) gave me time to think.... which is always dangerous in this head of mine.
it's no secret that, given the oppourtunity, i'd pick up and move to seattle in a millisecond if the chance presented itself. when i first travelled there, i simply booked my nearly 2 week trip on a whim - on a feeling that i had always wanted to go. of course there were reasons - starbucks (my all time fave), the bill and melinda gates foundation, the way everyone always told me i'd simply belong there. i was a little nervous, but a lot excited. when people asked why seattle, and why alone, i said, why not? i gave them the starbucks and B&M gates foundation spiel, but what it was really about, was simply how i felt when i booked that trip - i just felt like i needed to go.
i almost didn't come back. 
i nearly cancelled my flight home, and stayed forever. i finally - for the first time in my life - felt like i belonged. felt like i was home. i lost the homesick feeling that i think i had been experiencing my entire life. 

of course, my grandmother - who channels - went to her spirits, and found out that i lived there in a past life, so it sort of all started to add up (not that i necessarily take great stock in this, but it made my parents feel better knowing that if i ever stayed, at least i would be home). since then, i've tried to get there as much as possible. 
so, when a good friend emailed me about his north american tour, and asked me for tips and suggestions on his time in seattle, AND THEN another friend asked me about my faves for him and his gf's upcoming trip there, i was more than excited to share. 
people frequently ask me - what do you love about seattle so much? what's so great about it? why would you live there?
intangibly? the spirit. there is something so wonderful about a city of people who truly engage in the community of which they're part. who challenge themselves to be better people, as part of the larger system. who work to live - and not the other way around. the city is not ashamed - yes, they have issues with homelessness and drugs and poverty. who doesn't? but they do not hide this, like they do in many other cities. they embrace it. they work on it. they make it known, and they make it a priority. that is important to me. any city who nourishes the spirit of the artists, the singers, the chefs, the tattooed, the green haired, the corporate, and the environmentalist all in one place - and in a way where they can coexist happily?? that, to me, is heaven on earth.
that is me... though it may not seem it. this is my fave photo from my trips to seattle... the way i sort of disappear into it's being. 

tangibly? oh i love seattle. a place where the food is fresh and well respected (i will eat considerable amounts of cheese, seafood, etc. there due to their restrictions on farming, etc.). a place where art is everywhere. a place where their library is one of the most stunning buildings i've ever seen - as a commitment to public access to information. a place where it rains constantly, so the grass is always a beautiful emerald green. i. love. it. 
the beautiful public library

some of my favourites?
the area of fremont. it's just a super dope little neighbourhood. mega artsy. lenin statue, trolls under bridges, rockets in the middle of the street, vegan bakeries, vintage shops galore. it has a GREAT organic bean to bar chocolate factory, called theo, and they do tours! with free chocolate! ah!
trolls under bridges; theo chocolate factory

puget sound. stunning. particularly amazing if you hike over there, and stay until the sun goes down. BEST view of the city skyline FOR. SURE. it's beautiful. 
starbucks, pike's place, beechers cheese. all MUSTS. but if you do the market, you can kill all of them (and yes - that IS a gum wall).
the gum wall; the market on an equally beautiful, busy rainy day

beechers has literally the best mac and cheese i've ever tasted in my entire life. i frequently do a dinner and/or lunch of coffee from starbucks (or caffe ladro a few blocks over - great americano) and mac & cheese. to die for. they are committed to purity and classic styles of cheese making. i'll never forget the first time i went in, and asked about their cheese - i asked if their milk came from organic cows/goats and farms. the girl looked at me and said, 'we don't really believe in the term organic.... we insist on far stricter quality than that' (insert me swooning here). we then had a half hour convo on their integrity to classic style cheese making, and raising of animals. they have a photo of every animal they get milk from, on their wall!
cheese making in action; caffe ladro coffee for lunch; mac and cheese and a mariners cap

starbucks - it's the original starbucks. but anyone who goes to this location can appreciate where it all began. it's a great atmosphere, the employees are happy (and work their asses off), and you can see the grassroots beginning. any skeptic? visit this store. you'll finally get it.

pike place market as a whole? you literally can't miss this. the pike place fish stand - with a few of my good friends who i made while i was there - is worth it, the guys are great. mini donuts to your left of the main entrance. gum wall, apothecaries, cool vintage stops, and good chowder places. WONDERFUL flowers, and really cool artwork. i usually go on a weekday, because the crowds aren't big, but if you want to full experience, and don't mind a crowd, do the weekends. 
 my lovely friend jeff and i, who started a convo in the middle of a tues while i vacationed there for the first time, and have been good friends since!

steelhead diner is an amazing restaurant in the alleys behind the market. best mussels i think i've ever had - their menu is awesomely down home and non-pretentious. they have a little patio too. rad! (i also visited their new 'blueacre seafood' last time i was there. awesome. hard to get seats on weekends, but worth it). other great restaurants in the area? the chowder place (get the sampler) and the pink door.
steelhead diner mussels and poutine; the pink door

the library (as i mentioned above). oh dear god. PLEASE go see the library. there are no words.
there's also a space near where the underground tour is (which is my super highly recommended tour to take... if you're into nerdy history stuff like me) called pioneer square. it often has public art installations. i always go to see what they have. last time i was there, they had tons of trees wrapped in brightly coloured yarn.  i usually go to  have lunch, read, sit, take photos, write, anything i can do to simply spend time in the sun there. the trees are huge and big and beautiful. it's easily one of my favourite places in the city.

and other little goodies that if you have time, you have to see? the jimi hendrix statue on capitol hill,  the aquarium (there's a huge octopus that climbs out of the tank when they do presentations!); myrtle edwards park, AND the olympic sculpture park; the klondike gold rush museum (nerdy, i know. but i got a stamp passport, and there are mannequins!)

it's all simply marvellous. i don't have enough wonderful things to say about the city. i would be there constantly if it weren't so hard for a canadian to get a job there.
if you go, share your adventures with ME!

my weekend in summary

this weekend was spent mostly outside, being young again. didn't take a ton of photos, which is sometimes good - both for lack of evidence, and in truly enjoying the moment.
jays game; what happens when sister’s friends work for frito lay; father chop tends to the swine; pig spectators; the ants liked the beer; ‘slap cup’. Apparently; jeff changing a tire while a tired little boy watches. 
friday: after work, i met my little sister and her boyfriend for dinner at everest (one of my faves near my office), and then after a quick pit stop, we headed to the jays game. for her first time in the 500's, darcy was pleasantly surprised - nothing like a $13 ticket to hilarity. unfortunately we had to leave the game early to catch our Go train, but managed to miss most of the rush. insert 3 exhausted 'kids' in 4 go train seats, and we had a long trip to the cottage that night. over the course of the trip, i developed a wicked migraine, and when my mom came to grab us at the station, our first priority was a 24 hour drug store, and as many pain meds as I could stuff in my mouth. we found one, and made our way to the cottage, to meet everyone who had been hanging out and partying all night. had a very brief hangout, and went to bed, while everyone else stayed up and hung out.
saturday: woke up late (with a bit of a migraine hangover), and spent the day outside - some sports, some swimming, some boating in inflatable rafts, some drinking, some family time. dinner was a potluck with a cooked pig - though i stuck with vegan chicken fingers and some bbq'ed tofu. the night went event heavy, and everyone was up late - ending in a campfire late into the night.
sunday: woke up and immediately did damage control - after trying to sleep longer didn't work. had some breakfast, went for a swim and a boat ride, and had a visit with my cousin and his girlfriend who stopped by with their dogs, and her 4.5 lb fish she caught the day before (we were excited). spent some time at a small beach across the lake, and then packed up to get back to the city. drove back quicker than thought, and jeff and i stopped for dinner at my local viet restaurant, and then for a short hangout before he headed back home.
it was a weekend that i'm still recovering from. not sure if it's because it was too busy, or i'm realizing that i'd rather be hiking a trail, than partying all night long. either way, it was a beautiful weekend, with lots of fam, and celebration of a good chick (my sister) turning 25.
hope everyone had a good one!

relaxation on a dock.

this weekend, i'm headed to my cottage for my sister's 25th birthday celebration... though i assume it'll be a bit less relaxing than the photo above, i anticipate the water, the nature, the quiet of the lake, and the company will make it worthwhile and destressing, nonetheless.
hope everyone has a fantastic weekend - take a moment to decompress.
image from lala sparkles

oh nothing, just whistler for a few

when I was away, I had a chance to visit whistler for approx 3 days… I’d only ever been to visit on a day trip before, and driven both ways (so unable to take in the landscape, and no drinking for me!) so I think a bit of the adventure was lost on me. I’d thought it was – for lack of a better word – boring. lackluster. we spent the day wandering the pre-fab village, eating sushi, then hanging out while other people prepared to go get their dance on. I wasn’t sold. driving home with 2 other people asleep in the car (my sister and her friend), I was a little disappointed in what I thought would likely be one of my favourite parts of BC.
so, when I had the opportunity to spend a more significant chunk of time there this past visit, I was hesitant, to say the least. I knew I would be spending most of my time alone, with no one to guide me to favourite places or things. I knew it would be a lot of exploration, and alone time – and in a space you weren’t fond of previously, that can be a daunting adventure.
so, of course, I said yes. dare me to try to find fun in a space I didn’t like before? I’ll take that dare, and raise you a double dog dare.
and I’m so glad I did.
I took the pacific coach (which was likely more expensive than the greyhound, but convenient, fast, and comfyyyy), on friday afternoon, and spent the ride staring out the windows - instead of sleeping as i had planned.
the side of the river running through the village - my reading spot
if I made the trip purely for the mountains, and the winding roads around the peaks, it was worth it. but I didn’t. I arrived in Whistler, and after dropping my weekend gear off, promptly headed out to spend the evening walking around the woodsy area. we walked to Lost Lake - past golf courses, and the most enormous slugs I’ve ever seen. we walked through the village, and took in much of the forested secret places that I hadn’t had a chance to see. the night was an early one, but enough of a taste of the surrounding area that I knew I wanted more.
saturday I woke up, and spent the day wandering the village alone – bought some books at armchairbooksgot an iced coffee, and sat in the village on a bench, and read – while watching tourists and locals pass by. i popped in and out of shops, and bumped into old friends from back home. I ate falafal for lunch, and then spent the afternoon at rainbow beachswam in the cool water, looking out over the snow peaked mountains. and i think it was in lying on the grass, watching the people while the mountains loomed, I think I knew. I was in love. i was officially in love with whistler. a quick turnaround from a not utterly convincing trip previously.
rainbow park beach (photo by jeff)
after a dinner in the hotel, and a few drinks at home, we headed into the village – where I got a taste of what it would be like to live, eat, sleep and party in whistler. drinks at Earl’s with a friend bartending, then meeting friends to dance while another friend watched as security overhead – a spoiled life that not many would mind living. though it was a late night, the amount of people that filled the village that evening was mesmerizing – people laughing and yelling all around me, as though this was the last night of their lives.
sunday was spent lounging – and while the activities were not Whistler specific, a day in the sun, by the pool was much needed and appreciated. mountain bikers everywhere. the afternoon and evening was filled with an ATV adventure… and while some have heard the death defying story of my battle with the side of a mountain - bruises and cracked ribs aside – going really fast on a motorized vehicle was just what I needed after a lazy morning. the mountains, the small cabin at the top, the peak at the waterfall that I only was able to see because I wasn’t driving anymore…. it all filled in the spaces of the story I was creating about this little town that I hadn’t given much thought to. a bunch of us had dinner that night together – baked spaghetti made by the fabulous steve – and recollected stories of mid air flips, donuts and dirt moustaches of the day. we finally (begrudgingly) wandered into the village for a couple of late night drinks, and then made our way back home.
sea to sky highway - stopped on the way back to van
monday, we woke up and the day was filled with sushi lunch (fresh fish – fave part of the west coast), frisbee golf and a drive back to Van. sushi – dope. frisbee golf – my first time, and so worth the pain from the previous day’s tumble (though I’m not sure the people who had to play with me would agree. I’m terrible). anything where I get to hike and climb through mountains and trees, and then throw something through it? I’m in. then, in driving back, I got another chance to watch the mountains. we stopped at the side of the road on the way home – and just looked. took some photos – and in reflecting on the photos, it’s obvious… no photo can do that province justice. the photos just aren’t good enough.
when I returned to van, I wanted to instantly go back. a good thing I’m sure of it. it was relaxing and quiet. it was fun and exciting. there was so much green (trees and grass) and grey (mountains) and blue (sky and water) and white (clouds and snow peaked tips)… it was all I could do to not stay forever.
I’ll find you again whistler – and when I do, we will hold hands. and eat sorbet. and tell eachother secrets. and eat junk food all night long. 
and you will love me back.