Peanuts & Corn tour Rolls Into Fernie BC
Posted by Birdapres
on Oct 21, 2006
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So the saga continues. It's a bit of a drive from Winnipeg to Calgary,
where we need to pick up our road manager
Jeff (AKA Jeproc AKA Sun Tzu AKA Jeph
aka this guy has a gang of aliases for somebody who doesn't rap). An essential
of this kind of travel is good music. When you get a car full of dudes with
such surprisingly varied tastes it's guaranteed to be an eclectic soundtrack.
Of course we give some classic hip hop the heavy rinse, but everything from
Level 42's greatest to Aloe Blacc gets some play.
Fernie. It's a small ski town in The Rockies, just on the
B.C. side of the Alberta
border. It differs from Banff
or Whistler in that the majority of people who come here to hit the slopes are
really serious. The place has character, and looks like it hasn't
changed in years.
So we posse up and move our luggage into The Royal. Since
it's a little early for skiing, the hotel is mostly deserted, and we get most
of the second floor. I'll skip the details, but it was a very late night and
Fernians like to party. It was a rough, rough morning folks.
The show pops off nicely. There isn't really a stage to
speak of, so the crowd is right there the whole time. The heads at the front
are amped, and they're a matter from inches from us the whole time. The royal
is a blast,
shouts to our boy Kyle and the staff for making it a memorable
night. This needs to be a stop on the next tour. Me and Jeff, being the early
risers, pack the car and wake the dead. Calgary
is next, and Calgary
is full of surprises.
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