Canada is coming to a reflective close…

Canada is coming to a reflective close for us…
Last night we played our last gig in Prince George. A beautiful house concert.

Today we make the journey back to Vancouver. Tomorrow, Luke and I fly.

I am writing up the tour Journals for the blog. This past week may make one of the most epic entries in the history of all my Tour Journals. There will be stories and pictures. But for now, some still-ponds in image form for you.

Thank you Northern BC. It has been very special.

Last night in Cowpuccino’s…

Last night in Cowpuccino’s, Prince Rupert, was a very beautiful gig. Followed by sleep by a river which, this morning, we discovered to be tidal – were stranded for a few hours and are now back on the road. Got some house concerts upcoming. Next public concert will be The Art Gallery in Smithers on the 22nd. Here’s a podcast from our time in Smithers’ train carriage radio:

PORTLAND! 12th April…

Portland, I want you to know that I’m taking my song to you in the very near. My song would love to see you…

When :: WED April. 12, 2017 (7:30 PM Performance / 6:30 Potluck))
Where :: Inner SE Portland. RSVP to for directions and to reserve! (You can also use the form on
Cost :: Suggested donation $15-20 or what you can. All proceeds go to the artist!
Contact :: Abbie Weisenbloom, /
Also, we will be live streaming the show on Concert Window –> (If you’re coming to the house show in Portland, OR, do not buy tickets online – that’s just for streaming. Please pay donation at the door. )
Tell your friends, where ever they may live. This is a great way to help support the artists & the venue while enjoying the show remotely!

Further details:

Calgary came spinning…

Calgary came spinning our jet-swelled ankles, late yesterday. We’ve had a heavy good sleep in a little motel. Luke can’t get over how sweet Canadians are. It’s overwhelming him.

Tonight I shall be supporting Jenn Grant at Calgary Festival hall. I can’t wait to hear her and her band.
And so looking forward to finally singing.

Thank you Universe for making this trip across the atlantic a little more smooth (and actually existent) than the last.

Flew across the Atlantic…

Flew across the Atlantic. Rode a train, by accident, all the way to Brighton Beach – the end of the line – and enjoyed it thoroughly. Luke (my dear brother who is joining as intern tour manager) had his first taco and enjoyed a little butter in his black coffee.

We have reached Toronto but, at the mercy of a stormy mother, our flight to Edmonton has been cancelled.

I will, sadly, not be supporting Jenn Grant tonight at Rec Rooms.

Enjoy it.

Calgary – we WILL see you tomorrow.