Westward, Ho!

[Little Miss Risk]

Now THAT'S a backpiece!

The last five shows have brought us from the far reaches of Northern Ontario, through the prairies, and now getting back to the Rocky Mountains. While we drove up north I recall being irrationally scared of the province of Ontario when I was younger, and I remembered the old memories I thought I had repressed... When Expo 86 was in Vancouver, my family took me out to it. At an impressionable five years old I remember when we entered the Ontario Pavilion I heard howling around me. What I now know as an adult to be a coyote baying at the time I only had the wolfman movies as a point of reference to go by. So I spent a good portion of my childhood convinced that packs of werewolves prowled Northern Ontario. As we drove down from Thunder Bay through the large empty fields, I'm guessing that it is entirely possible that werewolves could live up in those norther regions. However the only howling at the moon came from Bloody Betty and I after the show.

Winnipeg had a good crowd with a few even dressed for trick or treating. The only downer was three big pyschobilly guys who were trying to mosh. BJB had to tell them to take it to the back when they got too rough. Here's a clue guys: if your doing those ridiculous macho wrecking moves keep in mind that you tend to scare all the pretty girls away. No offense, but I'd rather look down from the stage and see a legion of hot girls rather than a group of meatheads ricocheting off of one another. After the show BJB and Betty hit our friend Maggie's Halloween party. It must have been good since Betty came back wearing a Viking helmet. Mom always used to say that it's never a party until you leave wearing a Viking helmet....

Regina, Saskatoon and Edmonton were all fun shows with the trend of really hot people attending. This is a trend I could totally get used to. I'm not sure if maybe prairie people are just that much hotter, or that the extreme temperatures of their regions causes some internal chemical reaction that causes them to be better looking than the rest of us, but I'm prepared whatever the cause to reap the rewards. Our friends from the Rabid Whole came in Regina and were good enough to let us swim in their pool, muss up their towels and snore on their couches. I heard there's also some prime blackmail material from that show and I'm keeping the negatives til BJB sends me my cheque in the mail... ;)

After our show in Saskatoon, we abducted guitarist Justin Hagberg from 3 Inches Of Blood to come and party with us after the show. He very good-natured and put up with all of our drunken shenanigans. I noticed the Drinking Horn somehow escaped the Voodoo Dollz luggage and was filled up and emptied repeatedly over the course of the evening. Everyone knows that cocktails always taste better when quaffed from a horn.

Last night was Edmonton but I didn't see too much of, as I was nursing the mother of all headaches before the show. The two opening bands who played with us were amazing. The first was a killer surf band and the second was like, hmm, how to describe them... metal blues. Both bands were the highlight of my night last night.

Now onto Calgary whilst we make out way back over the mountains where, thankfully, the only cougars I'm going to have to deal with are mountain lions and quite frankly, a lot more safe to be around.



Not the stage at Broken City

Ciao.

Little Miss Risk