Inside this piece of writing Nicholas Cage is mentioned.

I've been getting up multiple times with dreams.
I'm not a big dreamer.
A little ways ago I dreamt that Les Claypool and Jopsh Homme formed a new band called The Weatherman and in this dream I was listening to their tunes.
When I woke up I wasn't sure if it were a dream so I googled The Weatherman and only came up with this:

An old Nic Cage movie about a loser weatherman.

If Homme and Claypool ever do get together.
I'll already know what some of the songs will sound like.

I'm in the West (near Kamloops) about to write about the east in the continuing tale of life on the road.
An extremely sporadic continuing tale.
I should have the whole journey of the summer written up by 2016.

Heading out of the Quebec region, still a fair amount of French, we end up in New Brunswick.
First stop was to be Colin's Log Cabin Diner in Woodstock for the famed Deep Fried Quesadilla.
Alas it was closed so we went to the pub across the street ate some soup and just stayed in the pub parking lot all night. The soup was really good.
When we come back around next month we cry dry soup-less tears when the say "No Soup for you!"
And that is why I will not mention their name in this blog...
Or Maybe I forgot the name...

Come the morning though, breakfast Quesadilla.

You must be gentle with it. Treat it like a baby.

I dropped a baby once...Sorry Anna and Andrew...

We hadn't showered for a few days so far and well what are you gonna do but call up Tracy at Plan B in Moncton and ask to use the showers.
And that's just what happened.

First,  a pre shower Beer. 

Even Trail was allowed in Plan B. They don't discriminate. 

Sadly on this run we didn't have a show at Plan B. the first in 5 years we couldn't line the schedules up. But that's alright it's still good to pop in visit with Tracy and of course Marcus who gets hairier and hairier every year.

Check out his band East Coast Love Story.

I talk more of Moncton on our return in a month. 

We will need to shower again....

Heading over the bridge we get to Charlottetown where the 1st Eastern gig is held.

Baba's Lounge once again hosts me and once again Drea MacDonald opens the night. She's got some great songs and sings them particularly well.

It was a Monday and as a musician you know what a Monday show can entail. 

Drinking chatting very little playing. 

We met a dude who said that Crown Royal is the best Whiskey in the world. 

"Crown Royal's garbage, you simple bitch!"

I politely disagreed. 

After my set was a blind taste test with Crown. 

This young buck was angry that I chose Jameson as the superior whiskey.

He probably left the the bar in tears saying Crown is the best, Crown is the best! 

I'm not as quick on the draw with photo taking. 

Gynasaurus Rex usually does that. 

So this blogstopagus is lacking in some cool shots and cool people.

But I did what I could  do.

And I'm stopping to go lay down.

Because I want to lay down. 

And you can't stop me from laying down.

More on Charlottetown next blog which could potentially be next month :/

-Neil

www.neilcrowe.com

One last note

Edmunston Brewing does not have great beer.

But I did like the stubby bottle. 

I had to suffer them down when I ran out of the good stuff.