this old machine

the other day, linney and i met up with jo(h)anna and lU-K(e) (i give people weird names) and had lunch at urb-herb in kensington.

i ended up popping into paul's boutique and picking up this old, beat up takamine f370 guitar, and couldn't put it down. there mere $225 they were asking for it seemed more than reasonable for this weathered guy that had definitely seen some bumps and bruises, but was left with a whole lot of character, and simply just "felt right". i brought the guitar home, and destroyed my company in a game of monopoly.

here are a couple photos i took that day.








i really like when toronto gets wordly visitors, and i really like playing this guitar and i hope to motivate myself to play it more this year and become a better player.

joanna also took some more photos that you can see here.

DEATH BROS / BEST DUDES

the past few weeks have been pretty great, mainly because of the great people that i have been around. aside from seeing great friends in every city along the way, the best friendships to have on tour are with the bands. this tour has had no shortage of great dudes, between the rise and cbk camps, i've truely had a great group of people to spend the summer with. now the real bonus' are when friends from home get to join that group of touring family. the past few weeks have brought the CANCER BATS on the road with us. this has resulted in plenty of sick hangs and total ragers with the death bros. most notably, i've had plenty of time to hang out with my pal liam.

unfortunately i didn't get more shots of our rides and hang time, but having liam and the bats out on the road has been a blessing.

now, ventura marked a day where we not only got to play in a beautiful city, but attending the show was my sweet pal william evans. will is best known for his sweet-dudery, impeccable charm, intense knowledge of both russian and american literature, and his totally sweet moustache.


will and i road down to the beach, parked up on the pier and played scrabble. unfortunately i didn't get any shots of the game, but he beat me, despite my best efforts and 50 point bonus on "rewritter" for using all of my letters.



i popped will's fixed gear cherry, and made him look like a real bike punk, and hopefully converted his commuting ass for good!




after the ventura show, i opted to ride along with the comeback kids to hang out at the show in fresno, mosh, and avoid an extra day off in vegas. the show was friggin' so much fun, and i danced like i was 15 again. sick circle pit, brah. unfortunately i didn't really take any pics in fresno, but it was hot and shitty, and i slept in a van with 10 people, but it was totally fun!

in vegas the next day i decided to cut my own bangs with my beard trimmer.

probably a bad call, oh well!