Sault Ste. Marie. Day 412
Sault Ste. Marie. Day 412. There is no Sault anymore, which I think means “falls” in one of the native languages. They put in a canal. Canal Ste Marie just isn’t the same though. We get to watch the leaves lose during sound check; we enjoy this and the bar staff doesn’t enjoy that we enjoy it. The show is fantastic, maybe the best energy combined with the worst sound of the tour. This isn’t Mark’s fault. It sounds like the whole left side of the PA is vomiting (just for old time sake). A couple fans ask me if the distortion is intentional. I say yes. Jazzberry the metal years!! The owner of the bar, Brendan, is younger than I am. This bothers me. He has a good day job too. But he doesn’t get to sleep with Drew tonight!! I do! Oops… I promise him that the next time I come through the Soo I’ll be younger than he is and even less successful. I remember something about Red Bull?? And Drew literally bouncing off the hotel room wall. Drinking was heavy this night… A fan writes (in finger) ”I wish my wife was this dirty” on the side of the van. We are proud. The opening band is wrong for Jazzberry really but they had a lot of friends there and they seemed to have a good time. They did about 3 originals and 9 covers. The ratio should be reversed… It was nice to see that cool handshakes have finally arrived in SS Marie. Both vehicles get speeding tickets on Hwy 17 on the way to Thunder Bay. We are asked what we were doing in SS Marie and where we are going. Colin screams “WHAT? ARE WE AT THE FUCKING BORDER??” then “YOU LOOK TERRIBLE IN THOSE PANTS!!” at the OPP important lady. This is the first thing Colin has said all tour. She cries and runs to her car and drives away. Take 2. She lowers the fine to 100 when it could have been 295 for excessive speeding. She also asked if there were any drugs in the car…. I’m still working on the logic behind that question… wait. I’m still working on the logic of this tour… too bad we aren’t from a warmer, smaller country with great roads and no speed limits. But then that just wouldn’t be Canada now would it? We wonder how fast we would have to go to keep up with the sun. I do some fake math and guess about 6000 kms/hr. The band believes me. They sure are dumb. Then I tell them how much my head weighs and that I lost my pen again.