• June 10'20 Nice Bistro Whitby, ON
  • Apr.15'20 Princess M Hospital Atrium
  • Apr.11'20 HIRUT 2050 Danforth Toronto
  • Dec.14 '19 HIRUT 2050 Danforth Toronto
  • July 26 2019 Gull River, Minden ON
  • June 19, 2019 The Nice Bistro, Whitby
  • Sun.May5, 2019 Hugh's Room, Toronto
  • Sat.April 6, 2019 The Old Mill, Toronto
  • 15 marzo 2019, el gallo restaurant, san pancho, mexico
  • Feb. 26, 2019 Relish Bar/Grill, Toronto
  • Jan.23,2019 Nice Bistro, Whitby
  • Sept.29,'18 12:30-3:30pm; Glass Eagle Studio, Haliburton
  • Sept.19, 2018 Private Function, Toronto
  • July 27&28, Haliburton Arts&Crafts2-4pm
  • June 6, 2018 The Nice Bistro, Whitby, ON
  • Feb.23,2018 San Pancho Music Festival, Mexico
  • Jan.20,2018 The Old Mill Toronto, Home Smith Bar
  • Sept.30,2017 All That Jazz & More, at the Minden Legion
  • Aug. 5, 2017 Private Party, Carnarvon, ON
  • Aug. 4, 2017 Music by the Gull, Minden, ON
  • Aug. 2, 2017 The Nice Bistro, Whitby ON
  • May 17, 2017 The Nice Bistro, Whitby, ON
  • April 29, 2017 Minden Cultural Centre, Minden, ON
  • March 24,2017 The Old Mill Toronto, Home Smith Bar
  • Feb.26,2017 San Pancho Music Fest. Mexico
  • Nov.5, 2016 Radio Hall, CanoeFM, Haliburton, ON
  • Nov. 2, 2016 le Nice Bistro, Whitby, ON
  • Sept. 4, 2016 The Red Umbrella Inn, Minden, ON
  • July 26, 2016, Head Lake Park, Haliburton, ON
  • Jan. 29, 2016, The Home Smith Bar at the Old Mill, Toronto
  • Oct.23, 2015 Gate 403
  • Sept. 9 The Nice Bistro, Whitby, ON
  • August 22, Gate 403, Toronto
  • August 14, Music by the Gull, Minden, ON
  • July 29 Hugh's Room, Toronto
  • June 13, Gate 403,Toronto

Tuesday, April 20, 2010


isn't that a kind of horse? no, that's horse you know that. well, it's a mountain range in the north eastern US, right?
sorry, wrong again. some people don't like to say 'i'm sorry'; something about love, and never needing to....
not my kind of love.
myself i'm just sorry all the time; at the moment, it's because i haven't been able to get myself to update anything, what with the weather being so lovely, and the back garden calling. something about those little bits of colour after the cold of winter, that just makes me want to say screw everything else.
i'm sorry about putting up the barriers too, under the bottom of the fence in the backyard. i know all the cat and dog lovers will be offended, and i'm sorry, really i am, and it's not that i don't like those little pets, but the smell of cat piss is the worst smell in the world, and i really resent piles of steaming dog turds on my lawn.
so again, - sorry.
well you're probably thinking that's not so bad, not so much to be sorry about. but i've got more: i'm a sorry excuse for a performer when i'm not appearing six times a week, and travelling the globe with my musical creations. i'm waiting for the right moment, i think. or a very wealthy and generous benefactor.
and in my defence, i wouldn't have got very far in the past little while, with that big cloud of volcanic ash putting all air travel on hold....
which reminds me, i'm sorry to interrupt, but i was singing one of my tunes today, called 'mamarocks', and thinking that it could be applied very well to mama the earth, as well as your typical human mama, which was the original intent.
but mama the earth is perhaps getting a little pissed off with the way her 'children' have been treating her, which means abusing her really. so she is 'rocking' us with earthquakes and volcanoes and such. maybe we gotta get it together faster.
and now i'm sorry, but they're turning off the lights here, so i gotta go.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

write and wrong

they seem so well related when you see them like that; much more so than their "real" relatives, who are, like most relatives and their annoying ways, opposed. right and wrong, i mean; they don't appear nearly as well matched as the two wr words.

so obviously, i haven't a lot to say today; it's the day following a weekend (yes, i know it's tuesday, but some people didn't work till today), and the weather was sublime, and i had a lot of lovely moments with a friend, and some very good dinners, and a movie i enjoyed, and gosh, don't i just sound like a contented cow.

the trouble with having the occasional happy period is that one becomes somewhat restless afterwards. no, i retract that, because in fact all i really wanted to do all day was rest - and become more restful. to wit, i did not want to work, and was very hard pressed to get myself at the computer or the piano or the recordings for my shows, or ANYTHING. hard pressed by my conscience, but to no avail.

foolish squandering, some might say, and i might agree too, but you know, some days are just like that. i have to assume that something is working its way up to the surface of my mind, and i will have a mighty (i might) insight.

so i won't worry, but i will stop now, since this place is closing down, and i must away.