A couple of weeks ago I mailed out about 50 copies of Windom Earle’s Goldwave to Canadian Campus Community stations, select alternative weeklies and other key stakeholders in the potential Windom Earle army. It would be nice to get some feedback by the end of the summer. Ideally, these would have been mailed out well in advance of the tour, but what can you do.
The Windom Earle Podcast is now listed on Canada Podcasts. It turns out it is quicker and easier to get listed with iTunes because the Canadian directory wants you to have three episodes.
Sharp Like Knives is a updating there site along the tour. Here are some Windom worthy excerpts:
Sudbury…There was probably about 20 kids there, and watching them experience Windom Earle was like watching babies discover music for the first time. They all danced, and I actually mean this, they danced with what seemed to be an overwhelming and entirely pure joy. It really truly looked like they had never heard anything like it before. They kept looking at each other like they were saying “Can you fucking believe this is happening?” I mean, they liked us too, but for me that night was all about the Windom Earle.
Vancouver…we ran out of gas on the way to Vancouver, but we still managed to get to the Alf House basically on time…They lost it for Windom Earle, and seemed to really like us too. That tiny show, in that dingy basement had 1000 times the energy, enthusiasm, and excitement than any bar show we’ve ever played. It was inspiring, and exciting.
Saskatoon…It would have been nicer had we and Windom Earle not bee put on last, after the popular, 9-piece band who took 40 minutes to set up. We basically ended up playing to the other bands….. Still a fun night.
HAMILTON!!!…All I can about Hamilton is holy shit. We set up in the living room, and Windom Earle basically tore Hamilton a new one - no one here had ever even really heard of them so they were a great surprise.
Canmore…Sketchy. Weird. And umm…. sketchy. We were not informed until we got there that we were supposed to fill 3 solid hours of time between just the two bands. That was something we learned upon arrival, and after each of us playing everything we could, to basically.. nobody who gave a shit… Stephan (by this time, quite drunk) attempted to fill the last 30 minutes with covers of a startlingly painful nature. But we got our money, and we slept in our 6 hotel rooms, and we were not robbed. Which was a concern, as the place has a bit of a reputation. Phew.
Also, here is a little plug for an upcoming show I caught on the net:
A weekend treat for music lovers | Mississauga.com