Thursday, September 25, 2008

City Tunes

I'm lazy. This is a fact. My laziness is encouraged and duplicated by the people I live with and who sit on our proch. That is why it often takes a massive effort to get up and take advantage of the amazing city we live in. Ok, I'll admit, we're pretty good at going to 7-11 and the LCBO but only because we have secret shortcuts. That said, a grand effort was put in last night to walk the darkened streets of Toronto and see some friends bands and have some good times. As per usual, the benefits where greater then the cost.

Luckily, I live right by College and Spadina which puts almost everything i've ever wanted within walking distance. Technically, everything is within walking distance if you have the time, but lets be realistic here people. I walk to school and work everyday and my bum is a lot more equipped to be on the ground then my feet but that just comes back round to the aforementioned laziness. Anyways, we went to some shows, kicked out some jams and came home to make ravioli and talk about how great music is. I would like to thank the following to bands for making this double headed night possible:

Great Lenin's Ghost - Meet them last year while doing a student CD project at school. They graduated but that doesn't mean that they stopped making sweet electro pop beats that all the pretty ladies can loose their shit to. They played at Rancho Relaxo which is an awesome little bar that can be filled to the brim with all your amigos to support kick ass local music.

The Owle Bird - The wind down to the evening at the Tranzac, a lovely little place with many rooms and people and characters. The Owle Bird played there monthly last year and have a CD release coming soon which is great because their melancholy tunes find every dissonant chord, waverly percussive moment and poignant string line that you ever wanted.

Luckily, both shows were PWYC which means that I now have no more change/money of any sort because I lost my bank card again. That's my 2nd one in a week. Balls.

On a side note, if you've seen my bank card (BMO), drivers license or Mastercard let me know. Don't call me though, cause I can't find my cell phone either.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Grettings earthlings!

Before I got on the plane last week my dad asked if I was going to take a shower. I replied, UH! NO!. I flippin hate showers. By dad was then like, "Well, Katie, it looks like you just got in from off the streets, like you've been living out there." I countered my fathers attack on my image by asking him if it really did look like i'd been living outside. Really? for how long? like 4 months maybe? BECAUSE THAT IS THE TRUTH! Now i'm inside, but I still flippin hate showers.

Civilization brings many issues that you normally don't deal with when you live in tipis at summer camp. Here are just a few:

What to do with my dreadlocks. They are free and crazy and appear by themselves. I can't tell if they look good or if they actually look like dangles of poo. The shower issues also plays in to this.

Will I really not receive service should I refuse to wear shoes? I have found that unless you are at an establishment that is full of drunken fools and you are one of them and it is past midnight and there is glasses all over the floor, you usually can not wear shoes and still get served. not like, YOU GOT SERVED! and get dance battled, but as in buy a book or avacado or something. Your ability to GET SERVED! has nothing to do with your shoes, it has everything to do with you ballability, as in, how ballin you are.

How much sushi can you really eat? Sushi star on Spadina just across from my house has 9.99 all you can eat Sushi for lunch. Along with some intrepid Australian comrades, we discovered that if you eat all the sushi you can truly eat, you go in to a food coma and must move a mattress then sleep on it for 3 hours in order to digest all the delicious sushi you just stuffed in your face. Should I ever run fully out of money, it will be because I have just beat my personal best at sushi eating thanks to this great place.

Houses have locks, unlike tipis. That means that if you come home at 2 in the morning and your house is locked and everyone is asleep you have to walk to your friends house where they hopefully are still a wake so you can sleep on their couch even though you are paying 460$ a month to sleep on a futon you took from the garbage and put in your own house. Also, houses don't have fire pits, so that's a bit lame. They do have balconys, electric guitars and organs though, so I guess they're ok.