The Gods of Now On Tour – Day 2

Woke up. What is this place? Oh yeah, Sault Sainte Marie. Seemed much more desirable yesterday (actually earlier this morning). But still, the sun is shining and were leaving so life is back to normal. We’ll be back baby, don’t worry. TGON will take care of you!

We stop at a trading post. Cute girl behind the counter can’t sell me liquor. Funny, she looks 18 (19 in ONT years). She tells me with a smile that she’s 15. Yikes. I make the sign of the devil, buy the wine (Australian) and a small bottle of JD and a knife. Yeah! That’s rock and roll baby!

We pile back in with a mission…

To find a waterfall and submerge all this road dust and hatred. Come away clean. Rejuvenated. Not a tall order if you’re traveling the 17 on the top edge of Lake Gitchigoomie.

We stop at the Lake herself. But as serene and meditative as she is, she isn’t knocking us out like we want. And I lost my Paul Smith hat (and that’s my fear and loathing hat too! Fuck!). Anyway I know there’s something better coming…

We find it. A smashing waterfall. Better to see the pics. This was heaven for all of us. Not that morale was low. We’re all in great spirits. But we needed this – not just on this tour but in life. Each one jumped, each one climbed, each one stared in wonder. The water poured upon us. We were baptized into this tour. We’re ready to play both physically and mentally, but now, now we’re ready to play spiritually. The Goddess kissed The Gods Of Now passionately, sensually. We kind ‘a wanted it to be Anna but she was too busy jumping for her life.

We went looking for food in Wawa; the big Canadian Goose town. Everything is closed and there’s no people on the streets. Well, that’s not exactly true. There are cardboard people every 4 meters. They look like they were painted by children. It’s weird. Were going to eat at the Viking restaurant. We’ll see…

We ate. It was good. Peroggies and salad for Schrecker. Tastey. Alex made a chicken/hamburger by ordering two different sandwiches and smashing them together with a hammer and ketchup. Zasta had a hot chicken sand. Same with Jon.

On the way out Alex read on the side of the church.
“Without faith it is impossible to please god”. Schrecker disagreed. “Without pussy it’s impossible to please The Gods Of Now”. What the fuck – I kid cuz I love. Come on!

The rest of the ribbon skate from Wawa to T.Bay was tough on the eyes – enter darkness. Schrecker and Alex J.D. played the choice game/marry, kill, fuck. It passes the time in hilarious ways. “If you were a super hero and had to choose between two powers what would you choose? Noxious, killing farts or Acid Pee?” or “You name three people in which you’d have to marry, kill or fuck – in that order. In the back John and Zasta were watching “Shaun of the Dead”. It rocks to have the TV set up in the tour van. “It was entertaining” was Zasta’s verdict. He liked Adaptation with Nick Cage much more.

In T.Bay we asked Thunderian Bayers (it sounds so Star Wars that we kept the Schrecker proclaimed moniker for the T.Bay inhabitants) how to get to the Comfort Inn. Damn confusing road that Arthur. It starts on one side of town and goes around to the other in what they called a horseshoe. I know what a horse shoe is and baby, that ain’t no horseshoe. It does have about 15 names though.

Found the hotel. Home for the night. Time for sleep. Jon wears a towel on his head after his shower (you’ll see the vid once we get back home to MTL). It’s all so fucking surreal. Who did I make this deal with? Tomorrow I’m gonna own some of this shit I’ve been dealing with.

The Gods Of Now On Tour – Day 1

The Banyion waits. Zasta, Jon and I (Schrecker) begin the tetris that will take place day after day, night after night for the next four weeks. Reflected in the same compartmentalization that we do with baggage from relationships, memories, desires – we pack these instruments of future, torture or whatever. Gear. Extensions, can’t leave home without ‘em! Hate ‘em like lovers sometimes. But love ‘em mostly.

All packed – but we must find Alex J.D. his place within the web of this rolling insanity. We do. It isn’t hard really, we just make room where there wasn’t before.

And like the great and mythic Ulysses, we get into the van and head to North Bay Ontario.

What we see is beautiful. Trees, sky, The Mother of us all laying at our feet. What we feel is “why the hell are we doing this?”. This goes on for hours. The thought process of each of us not so private but also dangerously close to self realization.

Hours, and hours. Wondering how in all this expanse – how in all the Heavy Music fans – even directing us to an outdoor 13 band Heavy fest. How our booking agent couldn’t find a place for The Gods Of Now to bring the power down. It’s a crime.

The Moose Something or other in North Bay. Cute hostess. She doesn’t serve us though. Too bad baby, we’re spoiling for attention – you would have had fun. We’d love to get kicked out – but only after we eat!

Strange roads in front of us. 11 or 17. It’s 17. We decide on 11. An hour later pissing under crystal clear star wrecked skies we discover our mistake. Only an hour out. But that’s another hour back. 2 hours. That’s a life time in the movies!

We’re tired. Can only go so much farther. But we must reach our girl for the night. Sault Saint Marie waits with her soft skin and large breasts. She won’t get close. We’re delirious. Lust for sleep because painful. There is only black outside our world in the Banyon. Our only connection is with others on this ribbon of hell that’s called the 17. We only want to get there.

We get there. But now to find the Hotel. Marie is shy. She doesn’t want to show us her goodies right away. I hate her but I need her. We stop in at a Tim’s to ask – (it’s 4:30 am!). Pitch black outside Donut Man tells me that we have to go to a baseball diamond and turn up a hill. This would have been very easy if it wasn’t for the fact – THAT IT’S FUCKING NIGHT TIME!!!!

We find her soft spot. And Savannah, her milky tits reminding me of pillows – I want to sleep – gives me the keys. Room 225 at the Comfort Inn in Sault Saint Marie. I remember hitting the bed.

Disclaimer And Zeitgeist

They want me to change my thoughts.

Some people seem to be upset at what I’m writing here. Firstly, I write about what has occurred while I’m on the road with The Gods Of Now. What has transpired, gone down through my eyes. This is all about the way I perceive what has happened. Now they want me to go back and re-write or omit some actions. How can I change what has happened? I can’t. This is life. I’m living through it and I relate what happens and how it makes me feel. I’m writing it from my Point Of View, no one else’s unless I say so: usually Zasta’s, Jon’s, or Alex’s story related to me by them.

I don’t regret what happens here on the road. That would be ridiculous. You can’t regret anything that is beyond your control. I simply relate it and filter it through my eyes. Those who are upset about this want me to stop it or change what I’ve lived through by rearranging the words on these pages. To fake it up. Make a lousy meal a good meal or a crappy hotel into a five star establishment. This is censorship. And I’ll never give into that. The very notion of me changing any of this makes me sick. That’s the end of it. What I’m writing is what I’m living through. If you have a problem with that or think you’ve been done an injustice by me or even if you’re entertained by my life’s bent path – leave a comment. I have no problem with that. I don’t give a fuck anyway. If you haven’t noticed, I’m much more preoccupied with myself than with what anyone around me thinks. But if you can convince me that your band WAS amazing or you did a great job or whatever – I’ll be more than happy to write that it in. It’s open ended – like life. You have to make the choice to act on it. Maybe it was all just some big misunderstanding.

Listen, like Zasta so rightly pointed out, there are tv shows and all kinds of shows that make fun of or trash talk celebrities, political figures and, Christ… they make fun of… well… Christ and Allah and Buddha and everyone else who happens to be out there. For fuck sakes – if you can’t take it, what can I tell you? Maybe you should get better at what you do or don’t take it so personally or get therapy. I know some really good Doctors too. Seriously, I do.

If you find yourself in these pages you’ve made an impression on me. You should be happy about that! Not everyone I meet or work with gets that distinction. You, of course WANT it to be a good one. Well sometimes life’s harsh. (Back in the day, Dudes in the biz told me I suck to my face. I got better and they don’t work in the biz no more. Everyone wins!) Sure you want things to work out in your favor. Well, sometimes it works, sometimes it don’t. I’ll talk about both. Conflict is good. I like when things work out as much as you do. I love it when people do what they say they will – but we all know life isn’t like that. It’s all different levels of conflict. Good and Bad. Shit happens. Next week you’ll forget all about it. I already have.

You can see I clearly have an opinion about everything. If you like it, let me know. We’ll most likely get fucking wasted at some point if or when we meet. If you don’t like my opinion, what can I tell you? Leave me a comment and tell me how you do feel about it. Don’t worry – you can’t say anything to me that I haven’t already heard. And if you can – we’ll most likely get fucking wasted at some point when we meet and talk about the “I’m bored of porn” fad that’s going around.

My point is, I’m here on the road because my thought process lets me observe things differently than others. Not any better – just differently. I express it musically and I’m good at it. I worked hard at getting it together and here we are. If anyone likes what The Gods Of Now do, it is up to them. But this blog is about MY life on the road while playing with TGON. About the Gods I travel with and how the Banyion is our home. This is about how I see my place in all of this fucking mess. This is about My issues, which clearly are vast, and My idiocy which is clearly a handicap. This writing is private – only those who read this blog are allowed to read it. So you should be made fully aware that what you are asking me to do by changing what I’m writing here is censorship. And I won’t do it.

END of DISCLAIMER and ZEITGIEST.

List Of Upcoming Shows – September Tour

Hey folks, here’s a list of our upcoming shows for our September Canadian Tour! Please bookmark this and check back as we’ll update the list when more shows get confirmed!

Also, if you’re going to be in one of those cities when we play, come hang with us and have a drink!

September:

• 2 Sep 2008 20:00 The Zoo Winnipeg, Manitoba
• 4 Sep 2008 20:00 Taphouse St-Albert, Alberta
• 5 Sep 2008 20:00 Rendezvous Pub Edmonton, Alberta
• 6 Sep 2008 20:00 Burnsy O’Flanagans Leduc, Alberta
• 10 Sep 2008 20:00 Biltmore Vancouver, British Columbia
• 12 Sep 2008 20:00 TBA Kamloops, British Columbia
• 13 Sep 2008 20:00 The Thirsty Dog Calgary, Alberta
• 18 Sep 2008 20:00 The Club – Regina, SK
• 20 Sep 2008 20:00 The Zoo Winnipeg, Manitoba
• 22 Sep 2008 20:00 The Black Pirates Thunder Bay, Ontario
• 23 Sep 2008 20:00 Lock City Grand Theater Sault Ste-Marie, Ontario
• 25 Sep 2008 20:00 Kathedral Toronto, Ontario
• 26 Sep 2008 20:00 Cafe Dekuf Ottawa, Ontario
• 27 Sep 2008 20:00 The Alex Brantford, Ontario

October:

• 22 Oct 2008 20:00 Salla Rossa Montreal, Quebec
• 24 Oct 2008 20:00 The Reverb Toronto, Ontario

Cheers
Jon

Review Of The NXNE Show In Toronto

Well, I gotta say were very happy about that review of the NXNE show we played in Toronto – A huge thanks to Fridae, you rock!

Here’s a little something:

“These dudes were ridiculously good, the guitars were phenomenal, the riffs were wild, it has been a very long time since I heard an actual Metal band that play what they claim.”

:)

Fan Getting Inked at Fetiche Skin – How Freakin’ Cool Is That?