Head on the wall...

All in all, today was an interesting day.

That is really all I have to say. I'm exhausted and therefore going to bed at a half decent hour tonight. No "up all night" tonight, at least I hope.

Also, I desperately need a hair cut.

I've been listening to Arkells all day today. They're playing a show here in Kamloops tomorrow night that I am hoping to go check out. I won't claim to be a die-hard fan, because I am not. But I do enjoy their music.


Here are a couple of my favourite Arkells tracks:

John Lennon by Arkells

Head on the wall...
And my piss hardly makes the stall
And this time it's not an act
This time I swear it's fact 

Now I ramble on
About that girl who's gone
And I tried teaching her guitar
Now she's standing at the bar  

She tells me her favourite song
And I say, "Yeah, that's a good one..."
She says it follows her around
No shit, it's by the Beatles 

I'm so lost
And I live just around the corner
Well, here's a thought
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword 

And I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67  

Adam's in love again
And the good Rev wants to jam instead
Morgan's hearing none of it
She says we're doing it again  

The neighbourhood's up in arms
They're trying to shut down all the bars
When everyone's a private eye -
They're hiding in the bushes every night.

The cats square off in the street
The dogs go through the garbage
You wanna stay for the night tonight?
Well I know all about platonic, honey  

I'm so lost
And I live just around the corner
Well, here's a thought
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword 

And I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67  

Head on the wall...
And my piss hardly makes the stall
And this time it's not an act 

I'm so lost
And I live just around the corner
Well, here's a thought
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword 

And I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67
I'm John Lennon in '67

The Ballad of Hugo Chavez by Arkells

It was a bad idea
To give me this kind of time
When they said, "You're gonna be
In solitary confinement."

While the other inmates
Are outside lifting bar bells
I'm in an eight-by-ten
Prison cell 

But in the night of the sun
The night of the sun
The night of the sun
The night of the sun

New state officials
Are outside running around
They're telling the public
That I need to be put down 

And Washington's saying
Emphatically
That I wasn't doing things
Democratically 

But in the night of the sun
The night of the sun
The night of the sun
The night of the sun

The sun

It was a bad idea (it was a bad idea)
To give me this kind of time (to give me this kind of time)
It was a bad idea