needed a day like this... early day, but remedied by too much laughing in the car...fixed guitar.... good show... umbrellas in the rain... closing down an italian restaurant on st. denis in montreal... bottle of wine, grand marnier, bailieys... nice night.


k

last night in markham i did the worst thing... tripped over my guitar cable and broke my guitar.... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. it's fixable, luckily... because it could have been MUCH MUCH worse. this time, it's a broken headstock... which hurts, but it won't affect the sound once it's fixed. for now though, i can't even look at it. anytime you're dealing with something broken on a 1950's gibson, it's a painful experience. i bought that guitar after visiting it in the store for 6 months and playing it each time; the store staff knew every time i walked in... until the day i walked in and they told me someone had almost bought it... marc says my face just went white. we had an emergency meeting and the next thing i knew i was arranging the purchase - just in time to recut all the guitar on Out Here At Sea.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. i couldn't stop it from flashing before my eyes all night after the gig. it happened right after the first set, when i got called over to sign autographs... i tripped and that was it. i couldn't believe i had done it. marc made me feel better by telling me all sorts of stories of basses he's had that have had horrible accidents... that helped a bit.

can't wait to get it into the shop tomorrow tho... part of me has felt guilty about enjoying my day off today as long as my poor guitar is sitting there injured in its' case... but no shops were open today to do anything about it... that's the worst feeling in the world... helplessness.

k