Bassic-ly me

Well... I've just received the Music PEI award for Musician of the Year. What an honour!  Sincere thanks for Music PEI for including this award for all current, past, and future nominees and winners.  For many music awards organizations, most of the well deserved focus goes to mainline artists and groups for their creative contribution to the music scene. Totally legit, totally great.  Music PEI is one of the few that has the musician of the year category.  Grammys, Junos, ECMAs - none of these have this specific category.  So in these larger music award organizations, many musicians like Chris Gauthier , Nathan Condon , Dan Currie , and myself don't even get the honour just to be nominated.... and they should... because these musicians and countless other musicians across Canada and around the world are responsible for creatively and professionally and passionately supporting artists in rehearsals, on stage, in the studio, etc, etc.  They really d...

                                                                                                                         Jan 5 th , 1999             It's been a long time since I've delved into the world of written thought.  Sometimes breaks are good.  It's like when I don't play an instrument for a long time and then start again I find something new.  Well it's been an interesting Christmas.  It was the first Christmas without dad.  I write those words and feel sad.  It is written.  I miss him so much, it’s weird...like mom said we spent a lot of our time here w/o dad really there or involve...

It's my birthday today. 35. More than twice 17. I'm two 17 year old lives ... And that's pretty much true. Life before 17 life after. Everything before 17 was pretty dismal. Like an old car in a PEI February I took a while to start. 17 was tough actually. That year I remember things just being hard. From October of 94 to October of 95 I went from high school to university ...had first girlfriend... First car.... Things that should have been awesome but everything felt arduous. Laborious. Not-glorious. Pretty much the only consistent in my life ....was coffee. I love coffee. It all started when I was 6. My dad was building a flat bed trailer, he didn't need, in the backyard as all normal fathers do. I was his helper. Held boards. Fetched nails. Handed him his hammer. Having a 6 year old now I understand the importance of this helper and I see in Jacob the eager helper I was. Yes I will go measure this board with the measuring tape for no explainable...

I have a confession to make.  I lied when talking  on   +CBC News  about what inspired the idea to give a perfectly good electric bass away to someone. It wasn't sitting there thinking about what to give my kids for Christmas that inspired the flashback of me 20 years ago when I got my first bass.  It was a lie. What really inspired it was a beautiful sunburst 2003 American Standard +Fender Guitars  Stratocaster that I purchased on November 25th 2011.   Its story was too fresh an open wound to discuss publicly when doing the interviews.  I'm ready now. My mother died in October 2011 only four months after being diagnosed with cancer. It wasn't the best time in my life to say the least. Many things that occupied my daily stream of brainpower, previous to my mothers diagnosis, seemed to fade in priority and many things which I had forgotten about bubbled to the surface in clear picture and sound, screaming at me like bright sunshine ...