When I Grow Up... I watched the Juno Awards and in the closeness of my basement suite felt the walls close in.    To see and to hear that much talent on one stage and to know in someway, I'm competing for a piece of that audience is humbling. And then after a long night of thinking too much, being humbled turns into being challenged. So it is, I pick up my guitar, I practice, I compose and I practice...

Remembering Lee Gibson - An Unlikely Friend Lee and I back on the Great Wall, 20yrs later for the filming ofHeart Of A Dragon - Sept 2006 Its absurd that anyone is awake at six o'clock in the morning, especially a musician. I'm better playing into the night than I am getting up with the birds but times change and I can do this. Coffee helps, it always has. I will need it soon but first I want to...

Ice Cream Is A Vegetable   My Grandmother is 98 and loves her life in Williams Lake.  I lived with her for a time. We became the best of friends and still are. These days, I call Granny just to hear the sound of her voice. Its the most reassuring sound I have ever known. After those calls, I smile and slip back to the best parts of being a kid that always involved Granny.   Granny and I  She bought...

The Boy Who Couldn't Jump   I had a great  trip to the Malaysian Festival but after a long flight home, woke up with  paralysis of analysis - a condition that makes me think way too much about love and life and things that have no easy answers.   It all started when I was a kid and kept wondering why the sky was blue and then my father died and I wondered about him so much sometimes that it got in...

Grant Wyatt and the Teenage Rock Gods...  The guy in the picture with the blond hair looking off into space is Grant Wyatt.  Maybe Grant is just posing for the camera knowing somehow I would use his picture to tell a story. Grant was like that, he thought a lot about the future and didn't always like what he saw. I suppose that's why he lived so much in moment. I'm the guy with the guitar, next...