A thirty- five six year old non-female Canadian with a passion for pretty things, comic books and pop culture. Tries to be funny sometimes.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Oh Hell yes.
Edit: Who I want to see - 1st draft of bigger names (i.e. bound to add more once I’ve done further research):
- Gabrial Ba and Fabio Moon (artists for the amazing official poster above)
- Jeff Smith
- Ross Campbell
- Scott Chantler
- Koyama Press
- Emi Lennox
- Brian Lee O’Malley
Really, really want to go to this. Ugh. Wish I lived closer to Toronto (like I used to!). The artists for the poster pictured above are the creator’s of Daytripper which I recommended for Julie and which also happens to be one of my favourite works.
Pearl Jam…
…was amazeballs. High energy. Two encores. Great setlist. And the big finale was a Neil Young cover of Keep On Rocking In The Free World with a 7 minute guitar solo with special guest NEIL MOTHERFUCKING YOUNG!!
![So, when I did the 25 songs thing, I mentioned that I had never seen my favourite band, Pearl Jam in concert and that it was one of my great regrets.
Well guess what, fartknockers! PJ is playing Toronto in September as part of their 20th anniversary tour and I have every intention of going. So come this Friday at 10am EST, I will be sitting at the computer on Ticketmaster making the magic happen.
Now, of course, I didn’t want to go alone. So, I texted my buddy and fellow Pearl Jam fan (or at least he was, until he got old and started listening to shite and CBC Radio) to see if he wanted to come. As it so happened, his wife had possession of his phone*, so I ended up communicating with her. She told me to buy the ticket for him as she would surprise him for his birthday which is in September. Awesome.
So then I track down my other buddy (who kinda likes music sometimes but who is really just being invited so we can have some funny stories afterwards [he’s our Zach Galifinakis]) via email, since he’s on a boat somewhere off the coast of South America. He’s in. So I have to purchase 3 tickets.
But then I get a text from buddy #1’s wife saying to get her TWO tickets.
Hold the phone, sister. If you think you’re crashing our boy’s weekend in the big city, you are sadly mistaken.
Turns out the second ticket isn’t for her but for her girlfriend’s husband or some stupid crap like that.
Sigh.
I suppose I’ll have to share my lifelong dream of seeing Pearl Jam live with some random dude tagging along. I hope he’s not some kind of social nincompoop, or I might have to get all Jeremy on his ass**, knowwhatI’msayin’?
*Seriously, dude. How does your wife have your phone? What if I had texted you some important man-shit. This is why I don’t tell you stuff. Your security is weak.
**But not the gnashing of the breast thing. That would just be weird.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqavkFH7L1qawl75o1_400.jpg)
So, when I did the 25 songs thing, I mentioned that I had never seen my favourite band, Pearl Jam in concert and that it was one of my great regrets.
Well guess what, fartknockers! PJ is playing Toronto in September as part of their 20th anniversary tour and I have every intention of going. So come this Friday at 10am EST, I will be sitting at the computer on Ticketmaster making the magic happen.
Now, of course, I didn’t want to go alone. So, I texted my buddy and fellow Pearl Jam fan (or at least he was, until he got old and started listening to shite and CBC Radio) to see if he wanted to come. As it so happened, his wife had possession of his phone*, so I ended up communicating with her. She told me to buy the ticket for him as she would surprise him for his birthday which is in September. Awesome.
So then I track down my other buddy (who kinda likes music sometimes but who is really just being invited so we can have some funny stories afterwards [he’s our Zach Galifinakis]) via email, since he’s on a boat somewhere off the coast of South America. He’s in. So I have to purchase 3 tickets.
But then I get a text from buddy #1’s wife saying to get her TWO tickets.
Hold the phone, sister. If you think you’re crashing our boy’s weekend in the big city, you are sadly mistaken.
Turns out the second ticket isn’t for her but for her girlfriend’s husband or some stupid crap like that.
Sigh.
I suppose I’ll have to share my lifelong dream of seeing Pearl Jam live with some random dude tagging along. I hope he’s not some kind of social nincompoop, or I might have to get all Jeremy on his ass**, knowwhatI’msayin’?
*Seriously, dude. How does your wife have your phone? What if I had texted you some important man-shit. This is why I don’t tell you stuff. Your security is weak.
**But not the gnashing of the breast thing. That would just be weird.
Chip Zdarsky/Steve Murray’s mayoral campaign video.
Torontonians….do your part and support M4M.
(Source: comicsbeat.com)
Take Me To The Riot - Stars
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Tonight is my last night in Toronto.
