Dr. Hip

They said it couldn't be done, they said there was just no way we could ever top last year's Todd Snider show down in Bellingham, they said that after a show - and a night - THAT good there was simply no point in even trying, but "they" obviously don't know Todd Snider... or my friend Johnny "The Flash-er" Rogers.

For many people doing a few lines before a show is a must, but it's never been my thing. A little herb and a few beers perhaps, but, you know, I've just never got into doing lines. But this past Sunday all that changed, though definitely not through any desire on my part. I was just sorta pushed into it against my will.

Ok, so there we were down in the States on Friday night for a concert at a bar in Bellingham, just over the border in Washington State, when suddenly a gushing River swept right through the place. Somehow we avoided getting all wet, unless you count the spilled wine, that is.

Last Friday night I went and saw Billy Bragg live in Vancouver and, wow, was it ever a great show!

But perhaps I should start at the beginning.