You can end the month with a bang, but I’d hate to sound cliché. Truth is, there might be a bit of a whimper, but I’m sure May can only get better. April 30th will bring Timber Timbre to Ottawa. While I would love to go, packing and moving furniture beckons me, so if the rest of you could just enjoy it without me, it’s quite alright. Hopefully the show is just as good at Toronto Island and BluesFest.
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For the next few days I will be shoving my life into suitcases and boxes, and slowly unpacking them when I arrive at the new place. This weekend will include: good food, good fun, and family comfort. All three I could really use right about now. Well, I guess I’ve been getting the good fun down pat lately.
I recently bought my Bluesfest pass. A solid investment for the month of July! Only 250 bones, but the prices will soar, and HST will kick you in the ass. I know I got impatient but the line-up is not only thoroughly impressive, but also incomplete! So there could be more surprises to come!
Unfortunately, this means missing my hometown’s Bayfest for a second year in a row. The bands are similar, but it’s totally different when you can walk on down from your mom’s house to the water, and not have to worry about being capable to ride that bicycle home. Four blocks is just too easy…
When this month ends, I’ll be happy. It will be bittersweet, but it will be good. I’m already excited to have more time to go to the mayfair, even though I’ll be working full time and going home for a little over a week. Must-see movies this month = Chloe, A Single Man, The Coca Cola Case, Cape Fear, Casino, Taxi Driver, Raging bull, Birdemic (!) and most likely Back to The future. It’s definitely [and obviously] a Scorsese month, and I have been thinking that Shutter Island should be added to my list. It’s really growing. I’ve already had to eliminate the double feature on May fourth [Mean Streets and Good Fellas] but for VERY reasonable circumstances. ie: Toro y moi & Caribou.
I think the packing/unpacking of my life will be the worst to come. That and surviving another couple weeks without my hairdresser…what? I am picky and I miss her.