The Gods of Now On Tour – Day 10
I have a dream about the Banyion driving into a lake. We’re surrounded by people who are so sympathetic. But in my state I don’t feel any comfort from them. I feel abandoned. I feel completely guilty again. For something I didn’t do. My subconscious is once again dicking me around.
PSYCHOTIC EPISODE # 3
Morality is a point of view. I really think if you want to live nice and friendly do good things for people. Be unselfish. Only tell people what they want to hear and shut the hell up if you have something to say. I feel guilty because I’m none of these things. I’m crazy, fucking, Schrecker. Who is making me feel guilty? I am. I’m the one. I’m neither unselfish, or nice. I’m a bad man. And I like bad things. Is this catharsis or a search? Am I setting up situations so I have no choice but to follow through so I will make myself fail my life?
END PSYCHOTIC EPISODE #3
I wake up! Holy shit! What time is check out? I forgot to ask! I’m not paying for another fucking day! Can’t afford it yet. 2X4 to the back of the head and I go back to sleep.
I wake up to Jon’s vibrating fucking phone! This thing makes all my muscles tense. It puts me in the mood for getting some killing done. I ask him to please take it off vibrate from now on. He won’t. He thinks it’s funny. It is.
We get up. We check our emails and move out.
We go next door to a Husky for breakfast. Good solid meal. I have my two pads of peanut butter and we order. Bacon and eggs. Alex has ham. I have three eggs. We both have rye toast but only after Alex hears her offer it to me and not to him. He takes it personally. That she knew it was him so she didn’t offer it. I agreed. I love it when people take things personally like I do. I’m getting really good at not doing that. It’s an excruciating exercise in mental control but it’s worth it if you try.
We talked about the fact that life on the road is taxing both mentally and physically. You have to be a truck driver, a mover, a gear tech, a musician, a performer, a porn star. Then Jon says “And a maid”. I say “what? Why a maid”. Alex says “Cuz you gotta clean shit off the floor!” Ahahahahaha! Awwwww, fuck, I’m a living joke.
We’re driving. Jon is at the wheel. I’m feeling okay. No psychotic stuff today except when I woke up. I guess that means I’m happy. We pass the Banff exit again and we’re off to Lake Louise. (See pix).
Pix or words can do nothing to tell you about the Rocky Mountains of Canada. It’s something that makes sense. That’s all.
We see a sign for Johnston Canyon so we stop. It’s a Canyon. Let’s see it.
We go up a path and hear water falling. Every turn brings us a new more intense beauty. (see pix). Their are two women who are hiking up to the top. Leanne from Calgary and Miki from Japan (she’s leaving in 10 days). Zasta finds a great connection with Leanne. She’s very earthy and Zasta is disposed to this.
They go on ahead and TGON looks at nature. The air is amazing. The water is gorgeous. The sound is inspiring. Heavenly. Zasta say “creation is completely chaotic.”. That’s so true. You look at it’s detail and each thing, say a tree, could be repeated to the exclusion of all else. Perfect order. But one thing is not nature. Many different patterns and things and whatever. It all adds up to everything. I love that. I love EVERYTHING.
The air is over oxygenating us. I don’t believe it – but their is a theory that if you push enough oxygen into your body it will fire synapses that have been dormant all your life. Will this air bring back memories?
I walk with Leanne a bit. I feel she wants to tell me something but she doesn’t tell me a thing. She has piercing blue eyes. Nice body too.
A raven is there (see pic) I learn from him. He says “Whatever, it’s all the way it’s supposed to be, fucker. Look at me – I’m a fucking raven and I know more about how to be me than you. You want to learn. Observe me.”
I’m Schrecker. What does that mean? Hmm. “Whatever, it’s all the way it’s supposed to be, fucker. Look at me. I’m fucking Schrecker and I know more about me than you. You want to learn. Observe me.”.
It was nice sharing the waterfalls with Leanne and Miki. Girls make everything better.
We say good bye from far away. She tells Zasta to look up ravens on the internet. Alex, ahh, our Alex. He says “What, she’s gonna give us a quiz the next time we see her?” Zasta was very happy to have met her.
Lake Louise. Oh my god! This must be the most beautiful lake on the tourist path in Canada. The water is fridged cold – down to 10 C in winter. But the color. It’s the rock flour that the glaciers make over tens of thousands of years of picking up stones and crushing them to dust. When the water melts the dust suppresses all the colors in the spectrum except for the vivid teal color. (see pic).
We walk around it. Incredible. We find a spot and shed the shoes. Got to get in there. It’s horrendous, knife-torture, charnel house of pain for our feet. First it’s Zasta and Schrecker. Then it’s Alex and Jon. We get out feeling the sunshine on our feet. Great!
I get a call about a blog from montreal:
We talk in the lobby of the Splendid Lake Louis about the whole issue of censorship and controversy. Prozac and manipulation. Power and words. Music and life.
We stop at a little restaurant under the mountain at Lake Louise. Inside it’s very log cabin. But it’s the only place that has a plate under 22 bucks so Alex, Zasta and Jon get Buffalo burgers and I get a mountain sized Caesar Salad. Their was such a cute brunette there. Just the kind Zasta likes. Dark, glasses, beautiful. Their was a blond there too. She was very VERY rock and roll. The kind of girl everybody loves! She was standing with her two co-workers (she’s a bartender) so I walk up and say “Hey girls what’s going on”.
I find out that Kate is from Australia. She’s had it after a month of Lake Louise. It does seem a little quiet for a girl like Kate. She wants to go to Winnipeg so we talk about her about being our merch girl (she’s a bombshell so she’d be great at it. We’ll just slap those hotshorts on her and Kerplow! You’d buy anything from her.) We’ll give her a ride and she’ll sell our merch. We’ll see.
We’re done and we move out to Revelstoke. We pull in at the Powder Springs Hotel. The woman at the desk says “You’re a long way from home so we want you to have a rest!” She gives us two rooms – that’s a bed each. Tells us the all you can eat breakfast buffet is included and that the hot tub and Sauna are going to be left open for us to use. All for a room rate. I almost dropped to my knees with gratitude. She also mentions that she books the Mountain Fest there and she’d love to hear what we do. Some people are the salt of the earth. This woman was one of them. If any band needs to stop in Revelstoke stop at The Powder Springs. It’s a workers Hotel and they understand what it means to be away from home. They’re incredible there.
We move into our rooms. Zasta and Jon together. Me and Alex. We head on down to the hot tub (Alex is going to workout a bit first).
This is our first tour. The hot tub drains away the cares. Alex joins us. I tell them about some of my “first tour” experiences. Sitting in a parking lot in North Carolina with no gas in the van and the gig was cancelled due to the bar being closed by the authorities. No sleep. No nothing. Had to track down the owner for 20 bucks for gas.
I snap out of it and I get up to go to the sauna. Ahhh! That feels just fine.
Done. Back in the room. I shower and hit the sack. Great beds. Soft sheets. Clean as a whistle. I grab the computer and write. I sort of remember spelling words 8 times before I realize I’m too tired to think straight.
I fall asleep.
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