Rhubarb Crisp.

I sourced some fresh rhubarb right out of the ground yesterday and went to work on it today with this tasty treat. And I've started a gallon of the uniquely good rhubarb soda.

The fruit flies are messing with my ginger bug so it's been on hold for a bit. They were gone for a while but now they are back. Patience.

Here is Mr. Ed at his gnarly best in VH3 with Gary Cherone. I first heard VH in 78 while I was working @ Mastercharge in Toronto wearing 3-piece suits.

When I heard it I knew the world had changed once again. It was a similar feeling to when I first heard 18 by Alice Copper earlier in the decade. I didn't understand things at the time but I correctly sensed they were nails in my hippie cultural coffin.

One year later I gave everything I owned away and went hitch hiking for 7 years. While working the orchards out west I heard the blazing first Metallica album and I knew we were doomed as a civilization. See the documentary on that note, The Fall Of Western Civilization, The Metal Years...

Of course, by the late 80's, I did alter my view after hearing Steve Vai at a concert with Zappa wherein Reggie White also shared in the guitar mayhem. And Satriani was the icing on the cake for me in the sense that I really made an attempt at that time to learn some of the things they were doing. On that note I bought a guitar from my boss at the time (Larivee') and it had the Floyd Rose system so I could bend away and dive the bar all night long. The stereo 200 watt Pearce amp had a great push setting for that gnarly sound (still have it). At least in my studio. Live it was my Marshall.

There were a few years I did sound decent with it but it was never a natural thing for me. In a way, I was glad when Cobain brought back a more accessible skill level. But in Canada in the 90's it was all about the Tragically Hip and although I did do a cover band of their stuff it was mostly a compromise to make the $100.00 a night that was up for grabs in that era. B rooms of course.