Get Er Done Part Deux: Montreal

As I write this blog entry, we’re flying through Red Deer en route to Edmonton listening to Huey Lewis and the News, “Heart And Soul” which is somehow fitting for the prairies. “Hot lovin’ every night” is right Huey.

Where do I start? Getting out of K-Town was rough to say the least. After tearing that joint a new one, we had little to spare for MTL. We stayed with Angelo, our resident hotel and best bud.

Bitchin’ stayed with Matt Rose, who has some sweet crosswords in his bathroom if you ever need to make an emergency stop.

Off to Blue Dog. If you’re not familiar, Blue Dog used to be the drum and bass bar in MTL, but ever since the Team Canada bought the sucker, it’s been all about the up and coming beats on Sundays.

Doug and some other Kingstonians came out to the Montreal date too.

We played with Jordan Dare, one of the most underrated DJs in the country and pretty much the best DJ in Montreal. Thank God he’s also our resident dude.

This might be a good time to mention that stupid hot clothing line, Hellz Bellz is sponsoring our fine asses on the old Get Er Done. They be hooking us up with the freshest gear a lady can get her ass into.

The finger is a common way to say hello in Montreal in case you didn’t know. Both our buddy Andrew MacDonald

and J.Dare greeted us in this manner, which we found jarring at first, but were flattered by once we found out it’s a Quebec term of endearment.

Honourable mentions: Partying till 6am before piling into a car enroute to Tornto’s Pearson airport for the flights out west. Seeing Rita McNeil in the airport but failing to get her to sign the poo log.