Fort McMurray is a strange kind of place. Judging by people's reactions when we told them we were coming here, most of Canada knew this already. This leg of the journey was a last minute addition to the schedule and we were paid to be here. It has never been on my list of tourist destinations and I can imagine that it's not on yours either. It's the kind of place where not much happens. People come here to work, to work very fucking hard as it happens for a lot of fucking money which they spend on big fucking pick up trucks.
One thing that does happen is the Interplay Festival. A small arts festival based in and around the local college. It was here that I was paid to be at. Can you believe that. Actual money to hear me waffle on for an hour. They can read this blog for free if they want....... Suckers!
Actually I had a massively fun time. Yes there were only two people at the first show (there were 23 at the second...Ace!) and yes it was hard work find people to entice in to the show and yes it was hard work finding anywhere to put up a poster but the people were fucking lovely, the shows went really well, we were flown up, put up in a hotel and most of all I HAD A GREAT TIME!
I was in a place I'd never heard of enjoying listening to an ABBA tribute band who finished their set, changed clothes and came back out as a Fleetwood Mac tribute band. Who can compete with that I ask yer? I didn't manage to eat an Elephant's ear (some kind of deep fried batter type thing covered in sugar) or chips on a stick or whatever it was but I sampled some fine local brews and I even had a bit of a dance.
Anyroads, with a couple of decent performances under my belt I can hopefully hit the ground running in Edmonton
Oh...... and here's The Fall