Stoicism is not always defined in terms of capacity.
Nor the respect of property.
In Ottawa the weather allowed the enjoyment of plenty, both in it's basic form:
And cooked:
Three of us spent some time in Marc L.'s Ottawa estates... while Marc B. disengaged to a realm more "keggy." This is also a rare picture of John awake as he spent most of Monday suffering a stomach bug and sleeping roughly 18 hours.
On Tuesday in Montreal we ate soup.
The went to a Masonic Temple where we saw Christopher Willits wield a guitar whose sound was routed through laptop and various other electronics to fine results.
At intermission we spied Sam Thulin sitting with John.
John's illness was ongoing and he would sometimes revert to zombie status.
Headliners Stars of the Lid:
We left Montreal after the show... around 12:15 a.m. Eastern and departed for Fredericton.
Even with the wisdom that comes with worldliness, some patterns are unbreakable.
The light bloomed in the Eastern Sky as we neared New Brunswick.
I spent Wednesday in bed.
The end.
appendix:
Here are some brief (bootleg) videos of the show:
Christopher Willits:
Stars of the Lid:
2 comments:
I wanted so badly to see that show. Stars of the Lid at a Masonic Temple!
I will, however, get to see Silver Mt. Zion in a Unitarian Universalist church in Vermont next week, though I'll be spending 26 hours on a bus between Bangor and Burlington in order to do so. Maybe I'll get lucky and have a stomach virus for the trip.
What's up with eating soup, anyway? Was it pea soup? Did it have poutine in it?
Was it max poutine?
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