Tuesday, July 29th, 2003
When Mute Tongues Can Speak
Stopped by Paul’s Boutique in the Market on the way home tonight to take a look around and talk keyboards with the proprietor. I don’t really know shit about keyboards, but I was enamored with a small combo organ they had that had a functioning set of drawbars! I’d never seen drawbars on smaller organs, it was pretty cool and sounded great. Someday, I will be able to walk out of there with an organ. They’ve always got a good range of stuff for under $500.
The Toronto Interpol show has been moved from the Phoenix to the Kool Haus. Unfortunate.
The big Rolling Stones SARS-fest goes tomorrow, guaranteeing nightmarish commuting for anyone up in the north end of the city. Hell, fans are already lining up to get in even though show doesn’t start for another 14 hours. That’s hardcore. I wonder how much of a ghost town downtown will be? Deserted enough for me to take a stroll down Yonge St, brick in hand, for a little selective looting, perhaps…
That’s a joke, by the way, for the benefit of any law enforcement types who might be passing through.
np – Pernice Brothers / Live in Toronto, July 22, 2003