jay smith

my good friend jay smith died this week. i'm really devastated by this news. he was an awesome guy. he had a flair for really dumb jokes, which i loved. his band, rock ranger, was my favorite band ever to come out of cape breton, and he was one of the best guitar players i ever saw. rock ranger was the inspiration for yellow. if i hadn't heard them, who knows what different track my life would have taken. i was such a star-struck little teenager when i met him, but he was always kind to me, and eventually we became friends. we played many shows together over the years. i can't believe he's gone. jay was a total rock star, moreso than anyone i ever met. i remember him taking the cd out of the cd player at a party and putting rock ranger on instead. haha. it was hilarious, and somehow really charming. he was the real deal and he could pull off stuff like that. he was the lead guitar player for matt mays, and got to travel a lot with that band. i know he had a great life doing what he loved to do, but i feel like there was more left for him. i'll miss him.

www.mattmays.ca has a trust set up to raise money for his family. i think you should also click here to listen to rock ranger, or here to listen to his solo stuff - it's what he would have wanted, haha. the year he put out that solo album, a guy named jay smith won sweden idol or something, and we used to laugh about how once every couple of months he'd get a big cheque from people in sweden accidentally buying his album on itunes. here is a song by ladies room - one of his first bands, and the first one i ever heard. they played at the first show i ever attended, though i missed their set.

Posted: 2013-03-30 00:38:38 UTC by ap

on the brink

this show we're playing at the capri sunday is for what i consider to be a very worthwhile cause. caper radio is finally about to get a transmitter to be a grown up real life broadcasting station after many years of trying. i am so stoked i am involved with this whole thing and finally see the hard work of so many people come together to make something so awesome happen. check out the facebook event for more details. there is also a show the night before at the island arts cafe.

playing this capri show are awesome bands too:
Static in Action
We Are The Sparks
The Jaynes (video)
Rad and Subtract
and also more bands.

Posted: 2013-03-26 16:02:05 UTC by ap

picture day

ashley harding took some pictures of me, and my house too. it's called a photo interview i think click here to look at them.

also as you can see there are some rock shows coming up!

Posted: 2013-03-22 12:29:18 UTC by ap

harmonia times

click here to download the fancy version of the house next door. I recorded it today at soundpark studio with the amazing jamie foulds, and my harmonias (carolyn, ben, steve) and it came out banjotastic!
Posted: 2013-02-19 02:19:24 UTC by ap

vote ap

so, if you wanna, you can click here to vote for my song inverness at the cbc searchlight page! you can vote once a day.
Posted: 2013-02-18 19:02:53 UTC by ap

seek out ships!

i was able to go in the studio and record some back up vocs for my friends seek out ships tonight. click here to download the song. the lead singer (and amazing lyricist) of this band, dave daix, is one of my best friends in the world. i go waaaay back with him and chris, the drummer - they were in the very first band i was ever in, along with sean lewis, who did the recording for my track tonight. the rest of the tracking was recorded by their bass player mark scott, who (conveniently) has a kickass studio.
Posted: 2013-02-08 01:39:06 UTC by ap

nostalgia machine (out of order)

click here to download an mp3 of part of a CBC special on cape breton indie rock from 2006. there's some tom fun, 3 piece suit, lighthouse choir, and hulk out and kill in there. my friend thomas allen sent it to me today and it made me so happy to remember how crazy and busy and exciting everything used to be (insert jaded here). although during the ecmas she's talking about in the interview, i think i played 11 sets between tom fun, yellow, and solo, and ended up losing my voice and crying in a hotel room in the afternoon of the last day, haha.

it made me search out this old thing. when i was a teenager i had a subscription to chart magazine and pictures of our lady peace and i mother earth all over my walls (i also liked cool bands like thrush hermit and the inbreds, so don't get all judgy, i was like 14 for frig sake), and i dreamed of the day i would be in that mystical publication. so when this happened i was kinda super stoked. anyway, just thought i'd share. all about the old times lately.

Posted: 2013-01-27 23:05:48 UTC by ap

ultomato

here is an excellent video of an excellent song by my friend zach's excellent band:

Posted: 2013-01-16 18:33:52 UTC by ap

novembs and steelworkers

here is a video of the novemberists from a show at the cb fudge co in, well, november of 2012. it was shot by jenni welsh c/o caper radio, and edited by ashley harding. check out some of ashley's awesome photos here. she's been photoing some recent shows, including the novembs and two yellow sets, and the results are awesome.

also i recently wrote a poem thing about steelworkers hall, the one-time all ages venue in sydney that is now a sears department store. walking in there last year brought me so many weird sad feelings that i almost had a recent parcel delivered to a distant sears in coxheath to avoid having to go in there. but that was a silly waste of gas, so i did it, but got all stirred up again and wrote this. it's weird, you don't always realize the impact a place can have on you til it changes, or is suddenly gone -- i always thought it was just a dirty old hall, and looking back it's one of the homiest places i can think of. i bet the people who owned it never knew it meant anything to any of us. anyway, i posted it to facebook and some people enjoyed it, so i thought i'd leave it here as well. maybe one day i'll turn it into a song.

Last summer I bought a dress online
It was just something to go over a bathing suit; I’m scared of getting burnt
And when it came I had to go and pick it up.
I parked in the lot where we smoked and played hackey sack
I walked past the railing where harry hurt his knee skating
And pulled open the door that never quite closed all the way.
I winced at the big grey handle and the sound of the metal bar on the second door and
I walked into the room where my younger self stood.
She would never have worn a dress; even bathing suits were too girly
She swam in shorts and a black band t-shirt.
I walked across the beigy grey-flecked tiles
Dirty, not from mud and cigarette ashes on the bottom of 50 chucks,
but streaked with parallel lines of rubber from wheeling the fridges and ranges in.
The stage is a washing machine showcase – their chrome handles sparkle at eye level
You can just imagine the clothes whirling through the polished glass portholes.
In the small room, the green floor was carpeted over and lined with shelves.
The floor where Isaac stood
and sang into the mic as Slowcoaster set up,
The background in that picture of Melissa.
I got my stupid dress, and the counter girl didn’t understand
Why picking up this particular parcel should make me so sad
Or why next time I’ll be angry or sullen.
Who wouldn’t be stoked to get some duvet clips?
The pinnacle of adult life is luxurious bedclothes.
Maybe one day we can turn all our music places into stores
And we can shop til we’re so tired and thirsty
That we line up in the drive-thru for shitty coffee to sustain our shopping
Until the lineup spills onto the street and we block the traffic going somewhere else.

Posted: 2013-01-15 01:36:06 UTC by ap

new tune

here is a new / old tune i wrote. the words were weird so i never played it, but recently i rewrote the bits that were bothering me so now it's good. click here to download. thanks to my pal rob macaulay for recording this demo for me. i'll put it in the music section as soon as i learn how!

They’re tearing down the house next door
They began while I was sleeping
I dreamed of giant insects clawing at my door
I awoke to find a similar thing
I can feel a hollow space inside of me
Solid ground is shifting where I stand
The backdrop of my childhood memories
Now exists complete in naught but photographs

They could have picked a better time
Than December fifteenth
To expose my house on the northern side
To the winter wind

But that is the way time falls
Change is a thing that you can't tame
When alarming crashes sound from just beyond your walls
You can choose to run away or to remain

This year I saw in mid-November
A pair of tiny flying things
And it broke my heart to see them
And I hoped not to see them again

One day my house will fall down
And it will leave no lasting trace
No signpost to stand where I spent all this time
No one left to speak my name

I saw moths in mid-November
What a strange and sorry thing
Do they know their lives are over
When the frost begins?

Posted: 2012-12-12 03:48:13 UTC by ap