lucky numbers
What have I been doing the last week, you ask? A lot of listening. The Western Canadian Music Awards are coming up and as a member of my province's music association, Sask Music, I get to vote. It's the first time I've ever cast a vote for an event like this. Let me tell you, it's way more fun than researching which political candidate I should vote for.
So I've been hanging around my apartment painting the walls a shade of robin's egg blue and listening. It's such a great opportunity to discover music or hear new albums from bands I already love. My favourite of all is Jim Byrnes. Beautiful!
Though that Dan Mangan... I just can't stop listening.
But also! I've been hanging with my fella singing harmonies and playing every instrument we own (and have begged and borrowed) in preparation for a show we're doing tomorrow night.
Somehow my lucky number came up and I was asked to play at the Steeplejack festival in Herbert, Saskatchewan. The venue, which is an old church, has been saved from likely destruction by Pat Donnelly of Montreal (formerly a prairie girl, like me). Once a year she holds a concert series that provides revenue to keep the heritage building alive. The church has no power and so it will be totally acoustic. Michael borrowed a banjo on Sunday and he's like freaking Rainman with the thing. I'm really excited.
If you want more info, you can find it here along with a sweet little article from the Swift Current Prairie Post.
But seriously. Check out that Dan Mangan.
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