Whispers from Edmonton...

Greetings everyone. The day has come for something different. I am blogging... I know, it's crazy!... ANYWAY, I'm excited to tell you that we've been pretty busy lately! We've been working on new songs, and preparing for upcoming shows (none scheduled as of yet). Also, last night we made our first musical "appearance" in Edmonton. We played a small acoustic set at an open stage at a place called "Honest Murs" on whyte ave. It went pretty well. We were well received by all of the 35+ year old blues/rock musicians and their friends. Overall a good experience, but I am very anxious to play a full electric set. :)
Today we rented and set up a bunch of recording equipment, and will commence "audio soul extraction" tomorrow. We're just doing drum tracks, so I’m starting to feel the pressure building. We're doing things differently this time. Instead of recording all the instruments live, and doing vocals later, we are recording everything separately, which will hopefully result in a better overall sounding final product.
If I forgot some stuff, I'm sure Ashley will add on to my incoherent rambling (please do). But until next time friends... keep on keepin on.

Regan

It's strange how fine the line is between romantic and creepy.

I was getting gas one night and the cashier who ever so kindly helped me pay for my fuel was alittle flirty. ( and cute) So.. i left... and in afterthought wanted to go back and give her my number... as i don't really know anyone here in edmonton as of yet.. I thought i was being spontaneous and romantic... So... 2:30 in the morning rolls around and i get out of bed and drive back to the gas station..

Cashier: "Back so soon hey?"
Me: "Yeah... And... I... don't really know how to do this... but... i thought maybe i could give you my number... " I quickly place my name and number ontop of the scratch and win lottery tickets and turn to walk out...
Cashier: "Ummm.. I *have* a boyfriend."
Me: "Oh.. Sorry..."
Cashier: "It's ok."
Me: "Take care." I mumble as I grab the piece of paper off the counter.
Cashier: "Goodnight."

Now.. Was the cashier lying about having a boyfriend? I'm not sure... but i believe she was.. maybe it's my own lack of self esteem that brought me to that conclusion.. or.. maybe my gut instincts are right... but.. if she was lying.. then... well.. i don't know.. i guess i'm a creep.

So... the way i think it works is... if the person who is attempting to be romantic is attractive to the recipient.. then it's romantic.. but if the recipient doesn't find you attractive, then it's stalking.

I think of stories i've heard and seen.. and it only seems to work out for attractive guys.. I mean.. Jim Morrison followed a girl home from the beach, climbed up the tree outside her bedroom window and woke up a complete stranger, who just flopped in his arms and let him have his way with her.. If you don't know who Jim Morrison is, then you would think this story to be very disturbing.. But... if you find a picture of Jim and see how beautiful he was.. then it's romantic - he got the girl.

So without jumping to any conclusions... if by the odd chance that the cashier happens to read this... i wasn't trying to creep you out... I was attempting to be romantic... so... my sincerest apologies...

yeah... this is an open ended blog... food for thought...

It's nice to have somone to finish your sentances. Or to explain the things you feel because you aren't capable of doing it yourself. Sometimes it's good to have blood nearby.

We have a live recording of our newest composition posted on our purevolume site if you would like to check it out. Don't hesitate to give us some feedback either here or through purevolume.

We are in the process of recording again, and look forward to sharing our new music with you.

please visit :)

http://www.purevolume.com/cedarsbloom

Take care,

Ash