Wednesday, 02 November 2011 at 02:30 I am in Calgary, sleepless. Tomorrow we are flying to Whitehorse, Yukon. The Yukon is a little smaller than Texas. The population is a little less than the student population of the University of Georgia. Most of them live in Whitehorse, as far north of here as Boston is from Miami.
Ain't much up there. My kind of place.
Tonight, I went and saw my friends The Stellas at Jack Singer Hall here in Calgary. They opened for Terri Clark. The Stellas rocked. I started talking to them at intermission and never went back in to see Terri Clark. My friends come out of the show after about three songs and said, "Yeah, that was terrible." It just is what it is. Music made by committee for a market. The Stellas are real. If you want your heart shredded right now, go to http://www.youtube.com/user/lennonandmaisy. Those are their daughters. Don't say I didn't warn you.
After the show, The Stellas invited us back to their cousin's house in south Calgary. Great singers and songwriters kept coming off of the couch and out of the kitchen. I kept waiting for the amateur musicians but there were none.
I love this country. I'm gonna eat some moose, as soon as I do my laundry.