It seems like almost a yearly tradition now.
Tour the States in the spring and summer, and once it starts to get cold.go where it could only be colder: Canada.
This year, I will make that annual trip with the band I call my own, The Leftovers, on the weekend of November 13th-16th and it promises to be more fun than a barrel of monkeys.
Since it hasn’t happened yet, I yield this opportunity to give you a preview of the possible mayhem that might ensue. In the next issue, I will attempt to bring the readers of the Free Press an accurate tour diary of this trip, guaranteed to be worth reading.
Somehow four nights in Canada usually produces more hysteric-inducing stories than weeks on the road in our native land. But I don’t want to make too many promises. Let’s just say that it’s not too hard to find trouble in Toronto, Ottawa and especially Montreal. And for those of you who haven’t heard our little band, you may find our sound at www.myspace.com/theleftovers or be on the lookout for Kurt Baker and/or Matt Anderson around campus, they’ll be happy to educate.
Stay tuned for the magic and mystery of the great wide open.