Filed under: Indie Music, feature story, hipsters | Tags: driving through alberta, summer colds., wolf parade
So I got back from Calgary last week without incident, it was a nice trip, I ran into a few friends and got to take in to the sights of Alberta, like this:
That’s pretty much what Alberta looks like. Well at least from the Car when you’re driving from Calgary to Lethbridge at 5 in the morning.
I did manage to spend sometime on the illustrious 17th avenue. The Red Mile. The hip cultural hub of Cowtown. The dirty little grease spot that I once haunted on a regular basis. I don’t know what it is, but every time I go back there, it seems smalled, dustier, more packed with pseudo-hipster types trying to be the thinnest kid at fat camp, if you know what I mean. Like, kid, you live in Calgary, not New York, so quit dressing like everyday is Halloween. There were too many ironic mustaches on teenagers to count, and too many deep-v’s on skinny kids when it was way too chilly to do so.
Too think I used to be one of those denizens. Reminds me of when I used to be Punk.
I guess the coast is leaving it’s mark on me.
I ran into a fiend from Calgary in the airport on the way down and she told me that I’m a lot more laid-back now. Maybe I am. Who knows?
But my trip wasn’t all fun and excitement, I also caught a cold when I was down there. I think it’s that summer cold that’s been going around the North of American for the last two months or so, but I don’t really mind all that much. It was a quick burner and I’m feeling better already.
Right now I’m listening to the new Wolf Parade album, set to release something in the upcoming few months. So far so good. I’ve yet to form a full opinion on this offering, but I’ll be sure to throw that on here as soon as my mind grapes are finished germinating a refreshing thought drink that you all can enjoy. I’m pretty sure that analogy didn’t make any sense.
