Fall is my favourite season of change. It’s hibernation preparation. It’s summer memory reflection.
Summerfolk was a miracle in a series of rainstorms. Glad to have been surrounded by folks like this:
At the Cultivate Festival in Port Hope, I was honoured to sit behind a typewriter as part of the Short Order Poetry team, serving up custom poems to festival goers:


Fall is quieter on the live show front to allow for new songs to grow, but I’m always excited for the next time I get to play for you in person. Let me know where you’ll be and I’ll try to make it out there soon.