RE-EDITwednesday night
dp and i went to ‘the untitled jc’ premiere at the silent movie theatre;awesome spot for parties premieres btw.great turnot and everyone seemed to love it. way to go jeff

afterwards( and a quick nie ab visit) ran out to my house- shot the shit.nice.
then went to the avalon to see the hip (thats the tragically hip-for noncanadians)
got there typical d and a style- hours late so that although on the list, we were not allowed in- they had ‘shutdown’
…..but,shady as i am at times.. i faked almost crying so well….that the guy at the door snuck us in.
i cant believ i wasnt even going to go to this…..sweet dp set it up with df and got me there- she was excited to see the U2 of canada.
dude.

as we walked in – i had a birds eye view straight to gord downie -in his buttondwn shirt red bandana -doing his unique shuffly dance around to ‘neworleans is sinkin’
fuck’in’eh. saw two leafs jersey’s within 3 seconds of entering.
was so moved by the crowd and the performance. flet so canadian in a good(gay) way.
– all the stuff he sings about is what i feared never escaping- public radio -primeministers-englishness-cold -damp static memories- CBC intro music – ‘as it happens’ , memories of winter nights : my mom making tofu stirfry ,listening to barbara frum loud-as we set the table and begged silently to watch tv…differnt strokes,3’s company..anything- rainy damp nights waiting for dad to come home so we could have him turn on the tv-only to realize it was saturday-not loveboat for us:it’s hockey night in canada- don cherry-so depressing-
i wanted palmtrees skateboarding boys with tans and flippy white blonde hair.with names like todd-(morgan?)
none of these ski jacketed-stick yeilding -dull brown pastywhite canadian boys named gord or pierre,who smoked pot between hockey and soccer.
and listened to rush and iron maiden.ugh.
now i have a pit in my stomach…
But last night was a trip because it was like being at a reunion with a select few kids who got out.
everyone was reveling in each crtcmention of ‘our parents prime minister” late breaking story on the CBC”
dia was fascinated.
she asked ‘is this what a hockey game is like?” and all the boys in bball caps and button down over a tshirt
all cannadian getting drunk on beer and feeling the power of gords words& voice and the bands canadian awesome-ness.
we are the wheat kings and pretty things…
i had the shivers 309 times. and was randomly talking to people about it as though we all went to high school together.
it was hockey night at the avalon.
fuckin eh