Day 1: Montreal

Yesterday was the kick off show for the tour! It was at Brassiere Beaubien/Brassiere Bro-ben/Brass Bropen. I made friends with the bartender and she told my friend that I was 'cute.' My resulting sense of entitlement to free drinks resulted in her telling my friend that I was 'an asshole.'

I caught the end of Feefaufam's set, they were spastic, Captain Beefheart-y, and shredded. They had a song called Crapitalism during which I started heckling them about the validity of free-market economic policy. I don't think I made many friends this night.

I finally heard GIRL ARM live and they were real good. Tight, angular, three-sided okay I am describing a triangle. They are noise rock, I know I described Notta Comet as such but that isn't totally accurate because I stopped listening to new music after the 2007 release of Kanye West's Graduation. But despite this lack of musical knowledge, GIRL ARM is dirty rhymically tight in your face noise rock. I met them after the show and they were incredibly nice. Actually one of the guys from GIRL ARM was taking the cash box and I wanted to make sure he wasn't stealing it and was in GIRL ARM. But our resulting conversation was pleasant! However Zakir did not want to discuss trickle-down economics with me and seemed to be less enthusiastic about Reagan's handling of the 1981 PATCO strike than I was. 

Notta Comet played! Here are photos of them warming up

Their set was great, I already know the words and can't wait to show my knowledge of the lyrics while we tour various Canadian and American cities. I will also bring out sheets so I can give them to the audience members who do not know the words! 

If any one reading this has any advice about how many pairs of underwear to bring on an week plus long tour let me know asap because we are leaving for Ottawa at 5.

Also if you are an Ottawatonian/Gatineauian/Hull-ian come to our show tonight!I have started referring to myself as part of Notta Comet and am suffering eventual ego death and become one with the collective unconscious of the band. 

After the show Crawford crashed at Eli's and my place. I just showered, cut myself shaving, and my glasses aren't crooked, I actually have a crooked head. 

I don't think Crawford has seen this blog so I don't think he will be too uncomfortable to spend an intense amount of time with me?

To beautiful Ottawa.

Regards,

Your friendless free-market warrior,

Dan