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lurching into the new year

okay okay, i’m running a bit slow here. has the new year really started? are we really halfway into our first month? yes. thanks to the Lazy Blogger Squad for giving me that initial warning. i can claim truthfully that i was a tiny bit busy making a podcast Guide To The Kildeer, which should be up on the the ape records site soon. listen to hille talk about her songs!

aight, and in the news here at vedahille.com; webmaster weston has become the proud father of two baby girls! piper and josephine and mama leah are all doing fine, and looking very cute i must say. otherwise, it’s been a quiet start to the year. i’m busy in rehearsal with my fab band for the show on jan 28 at the cultch. oh, and the fits are playing on jan 19 and 20 here in vancouver at the railway club with the buttless chaps. it’s snowing in vancouver, which is cause for beauty and alarm. the beauty alarm is sounding.

also, the push festival has begun, and i’m planning to catch as many shows as possible. quizoola by forced entertainment was riveting, although i didn’t manage to stick it out for the full 6 hours.

and here is, i believe, the last song from silver offered up for you. i’ll post a track listing soon, and then you can get all your download ducks in a row. happy january to everyone! careful on that ice. Continue reading lurching into the new year

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hello folks, and merry whatsit to you. it’s a quiet light grey day here in vancouver, a calm moment in the sociable seasonal whirlwind. of course thoughts turn to the year past. i idly considered making some of those top 10 lists for you, but i’m not a fan of that kind of ordering. i can tell you i listened alot to john southworth’s album the pillowmaker this year, and juana molina’s son, and the flaming lips’ at war with the mystics. i can suggest that you skip seeing the curse of the golden flower, as it is a massive overdramatic disappointment. i can attest that it is always good to give and get fancy socks. and jam. and then i’ll just get quiet, and think of loved ones come and gone this year. here’s to whatever comes next, for all of us.

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