I had a tour dream last night, something that hasn’t happened in a while. It used to be a pretty regular occurrence when I actually worked with an orchestra. They are slightly nightmarish – usually I haven’t done something important, like book a hotel or buses, and they often ended with 60 musicians staring at … More Orchestra Tours

Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering, suffering leads to Dark Side. Yoda was full of crap. The “Things I Hate” post last week was incredibly cathartic – it felt so great to give into the dark side and release my pent up anger. I felt stronger, more powerful – … More Things I Hate 3

And now, another installment in the semi-regular feature Things I Hate. I hate the phrase “bums in seats”. Every time I’m in a marketing meeting and someone says “we need to get some bums in seats”, I cringe. I’m not a big fan of the word “bum” to begin with, and the image of a … More Things I Hate 2

My sister-in-law Meillyn was in Houston earlier this week, and she spotted a nice car with awesome rims parked at her hotel.  These rims were so big, so shiny, so ridiculously over-the-top, that she just had to take a photo with her trusty Blackberry. I guess Meillyn wasn’t the only one who thought those rims … More You Don’t Mess with Texas

Ah, the poor neglected blog. As the festival approaches, my free time seems to have dried up almost completely. I didn’t even get a chance to celebrate the one-year anniversary of the revamped dearlove.ca or the 300th post. Wow, 300 posts. So many words, so little meaning. If you look at the site statistics, almost … More 300 Posts (+1)