It’s dark when I wake up. I don’t know where I am. Outside the bus window the sign says “Cobourg.” That doesn’t help. It’s 7:43 pm. I need to be in Toronto by 8:30 to get my press pass. We’re running late.
Cars crawl along the autoroute, we’re 40 minutes behind schedule before we even get off the island. Stuck behind snow plows 70 k out of Kingston. Travel days are never good.
I get to Toronto at 9:30 and head down to the Royal Fairmount Hotel, an enormous hulking building and CMW headquarters.
The lobby shines with polish and wealth, I feel totally out of place. Media accreditation is closed so I head to the hostel...a very different sort of place. There's a show tonight I'm going to check out, Dinosaur Bones, Shitt Hottt, Little Foot Long Foot and The Speaking Tongues. It's 10:30 now and I know things in Toronto tend to end early, so hopefully I won't miss too much.
Tomorrow: Canadian music week really begins. Lots of shows.
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