Sometimes in life, the punches roll and there is no way to block them.
The month of March has been a beast - but a beast of tough love
and rough goodness - like one of those big furry things in Where
The Wild Things Are. Rugged and massive but loving.
Touring with Joel and the gang has been pretty incredible and I'll
chalk it up to one of those experiences of getting deeper into the
things I love and making new friends AND connecting with radically
gifted musicians.
Meaford, Ontario - ain't no trip to Cleveland. A small burg in the
whitewash of this province.
Hold on to your caps, chaps. The lid is about to be blown off.
