Maybe fact, perhaps fiction, but definitely friction in this classic tale of a near arse-whuppin’’ by a drum-loving skinhead. Names have been changed to protect the innocent - and the guilty.
When I came for my pre-festival “week in the country” relaxation time, I developed a condition knowns as RITSS. It led to withdrawal symptoms such as lapsing into L33t speak and the urge to make LOLcat pictures. It also led to finding creative solutions to rural technological limitations.
Tim Rideout’s been living and working in Montreal and away from his hometown of Freddy Beach for a long time. What’s he been doing besides pining for a fresh lobster dinner and Stompin’ Tom? Why, becoming an elite electronic improviser and wannabe DJ while prepping for Harvest Fest, of course.
What does a young rock star, stuck in Backwoods Buttream New Brunswick do when he has no phone and no wheels? Pimps the wifi connection and blogs on his Mom’s iTouch of course
Là, quand je fais du jogging au Parc Lafontaine, je les écoute encore, ses chansons.
