We've driven through four provinces in three days and almost blew a tire on our trailer. But sure enough the good people of P.E.I. have proved yet again why they are some of the nicest people in this fine country. After realizing that our trailer tire was about to find its new home in tire heaven, we thought rather than do what most bands do which is leave the tire to the last minute when you're driving at 4 am across the Trans Canada Highway and it blows up eventually leading to arguments between the two members that didn't really get along and then 2 months later you play your finale show and become so jaded you spend all your free time watching American Hardcore and agreeing with all the old sad dudes that say Punk Rock is dead that we would take care of it before it became a massive problem. And sure enough Dean's mom's boyfriend came through in the clutch. He actually had a tire (exact size) kicking around in his garage and ended up giving to us for free. But it doesn't stop there. Adam from the band Syracuse Me knew of a great tire shop in town and said that he could help us out. His Dad actually runs the place so it was more than helping us out, Ernie (Adam's Dad) put the tire on our trailer rim for free. Free tire + free install = never happens to a band. I don't know HOW this happened but we scored big time on this one. So thank you P.E.I. for helping us out!
Shamus Mathers might be the most excited dude I’ve ever met in my life and brings an extra touch of young blood to this tour. Usually it’s just Jake running around and finding new and exciting ways to occupy his busy mind but now we’ve got two dudes equally as crazy! After driving a few hours north/east towards Cape Breton Shamus decides to pull over at a Lobster Supply shop... Which we later learned was actually called “Lobster Supper” not “Lobster Supply.” Shamus barely had the van in park before he jumped out the door and sprinted towards the shop pleased as punch hoping to find a lobster harmonica. As much as I’d like to go straight in to detail I’ll just keep it short and sweet. Ever seen the movie Psycho? Imagine that movie but with 4 dudes (Dean was sick in the van) and 350 sacks of P.E.I. certified potatoes. The owner of the shop eerily reminded me of Patrick Bate’s except a bit older and much crazier. We tried to leave but were coaxed in to moving all the sacks of potatoes from outside to the inside. I have no idea how this happened or how we got ourselves in to this horror film-like situation but I guess we all figured we should just get this done and get the fuck out of there. We’ve got some video that I’m sure Dan hand will be putting up eventually so you can all experience what we did! We made it to Glace Bay which is just north of Sydney just in time to load in and eat some seriously amazing pizza! Glace Bay ruled and the kids we’re even cooler! This tour is reminding me every day that Punk Rock still flows through people’s veins.
There is still Halifax and more to come. Shamus and I drank a Brewtender last night to ourselves. If you don’t know what that is... Ask the Flatliners!
All for now
Blackie xo
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