You ever have those weekends where it seems like even though you get a (seemingly) lot done, you look back and you’re like, “WTF! It’s Monday? Again?!”
Friday things started innocently enough.
Steve decided to clean the garage and was finishing up when I got home. I took a scraper to the frame of the garage; which has been bubbling/peeling for the better part of a few years.
At this point, we decided that we should just replace the whole frame, seeing as the other side had unfortunate run-ins with the lawn mower. Yeah, don’t know who would have done that…. hmmm…
After dinner found me with a FANTASTIC headache and I was out for the count by 9.
Party up at Casa Mak!
Saturday found me springing out of bed at five-to-ten because our ride was going to arrive at ten-thirty.
“Yeah, I was just watching the clock… it was getting later and later…”, he casually mentions as he stretches and gets out of bed.
Our ride arrived late, which wasn’t a big deal, seeing as the show wasn’t slated to start until 8pm anyway.
(see, there’s a “no tailgating” rule, so you show up wicked early, claim some lawn and lawn-tail-gate.)
Things were going along swimmingly, I was having a lovely time soaking up the vitamin D, nomming on a sub, having some Molson and a darn good time, as evident by Exhibit A:
Exhibits B and C have been burned eaten by the dog erased from the memory card as I’m sure PETA would have been up in our shit about beaching whales.
Let’s just say, had I been served drinks (rather than opening the cans and pouring them myself) I probably would have sent my cup to the lab.
I was feeling good, went to pee, came back and instantly did not feel Very Good At All.
Skipping the embarrassing details (at least it wasn’t a spectacle) and two songs in, I was back in top condition.
Oh, right, here I’ve been going on and on about this event and I haven’t told you what it was.
We went to see Tragically Hip!
Granted this isn’t from our show or the new CD, but it’s one of my favorites.
(The Hip is very popular in this area… they sold out four nights at a local outdoor amphitheater and something like six days in Toronto)
Seriously, I can not tell you how many times I’ve seen The Hip, but we’re seriously talking about 20.
Sunday found Steve having better days.
‘lissa and I had coffee and breakfast, I went grocery shopping, finished my laundry and by 10, I was ready to punch out.
So, here’s my question.
Think of a band that you really like, but they’re obscure… you have no more than three songs to play for someone who has never heard of the band before.
What (up to three) song(s) do you play for them and why?