Here’s just what you needed on this cold, windy Sunday morning: a sun coming up on a July summer webcam! This is from the July 20, 2021 morning LakeCam, but two hours compressed into under two minutes. Feel the rays of the sun drift across your face in this fun time-lapse video. Stay warm! Music is a sneak preview of “Randy” by Max the Axe, remixed in 2022 by Robi Banerji.
RECORD STORE TALES #948: Post-script
In this life, at least since 2018, we have learned to take nothing for granted. We treat every trip to the cottage like it’s the last, but I really didn’t expect to get back this late in the season.
With some Judas Priest on the stereo (Sad Wings of Destiny), we made one more uneventful trip up north. The weather forecast was not good, but the Friday was still lovely. We arrived early afternoon and I set up my laptop and speakers on the front porch for what really might be the last time in 2021. I did not waste a note of music. It was raining but the overhang kept me dry. Listening to song after song, I chose my Top 5 best album closing tracks for that night’s show. Finalized!
The best office you could want, rain or shine
I can’t remember the last time we made it to the lake this late in October. Friday I wore shorts. Saturday was another story….
I woke up early Saturday morning and went for a walk in the pitch black. It was wet from the rain but otherwise warm and dead quiet. A few hours later, the wind and rain picked up and Saturday became an “indoor day”.
I went down to the beach for a few moments to capture some video but I couldn’t make it further than the treeline. The wind was blasting the rain right through my clothes. It’s been many years since I’ve experienced that kind of weather. We battened down the hatches and prepared for a cold one. It was a good day for movies, music and toys. The heat went on and so did the long pants!
You can feel this picture
Sunday was the really interesting day. The reality was hitting me that it could possibly be months before we saw this place again. I was trying to really absorb the sounds, sights and feelings. I had two flashbacks, and they were intense.
The first happened in the early morning. I was cleaning the kitchen and put on some tunes to work to. I chose Rock and Roll Over by Kiss, as it had the classic Kiss vibe I wanted and strong cottage memories associated with it. The first time I heard Rock and Roll Over was there at the cottage – it was the last Kiss studio album I needed. I would have been about 15. As I was washing the dishes, singing and dancing to “Mr. Speed” I suddenly had the first flashback. I was in that very kitchen with my best friend Bob and I was a teenager again. We were doing the dishes and rocking out to Kiss. It was entirely in my imagination. We never washed the dishes to Kiss that I can think of. Yes the parents would usually ask us to help with the dishes, and any time we had company over, I conceded because I didn’t want to look like a spoiled brat. But we never did it with music playing, that I can remember. But we would have if we could.
It was such an intense feeling that I needed to stop what I was doing and take a breath. I could literally see us both, washing the dishes and rocking to Kiss. It probably never happened that way but my flashback didn’t care.
Once that intense experience had passed and the kitchen was clean, I went outside to wander and take some last pictures. My 49th season in this place. An awesome season and truly one of the very best. It was then that I had the second intense flashback.
I was walking around the side of the cottage, thinking about how awesome it was to be walking around shirtless in this paradise all summer. And then suddenly – I was. For a brief moment the sun was blasting my shirtless skin. And then it was over. It was like when Will Byers suddenly flashes into the Update Down on Stranger Things. In a blink it ended and was gone. I just enjoyed the experience. I’d like more flashbacks like this to happen. It’s all about the setting and the mindset.
Once Jen and I had finished packing, I was locking up and I noticed her at the end of the driveway staring at the lake. It is her favourite place in the world; she calls it her “safe place”. I joined her and asked if she wanted to take one more look around. We walked down to the windy beach one more time and just drank it all in. The sight of the churning lake, the sound of the crashing waves, and the feeling of the wind on our skin.
And that was it. With heavy heart we started the car and hit the road. If that was the end of the season, by God we had a good one! Some of the best tunes, meals, swimming, live shows and videos were had this year. An unforgettable summer, interviewing rock stars from the comfort of the front porch with Lake Huron before me. Top that, 2022.
Now that the new Max the Axe EP, Oktoberfest Cheer, has been released, I am happy to present to you their new never-before-heard original “Pygmy Blowdart”. Lead singer Eric Litwiller stressed to me (more than once) “I did not write the lyrics”.
Video footage was taken the last weekend of August, but held on to until I could use some fresh new Max music. Check out “Pygmy Blowdart” and let Max and Meat know what you think of this new tune in the comments below!
Available at Encore Records.
Best rock band in Kitchener, best sunsets in the world. Enjoy.
Always happy to showcase tunes for Max the Axe, local heavy metal hero and legend!
Here’s another video of cottage memories to help keep us warm during the winter. A little dark, a little stormy, but a lovely if short fall weekend. Headphones recommended. I didn’t take a lot of pictures this time, so only a short song was necessary – “Blood Runs Red” from Million Dollar Threats.
GETTING MORE TALE #859: Big Water
When I was really small, just a toddler, I can remember having a couple names for this place: “Big Water” and “Lake Water Stones”. 48 years ago was my first summer at Lake Water Stones, better known as Lake Huron. Lorne Beach is the exact location. These patches of land have been in my family for many decades. The original cottage that Grampa Winter owned is still there, now occupied by Dr. Kathryn. A lot has changed but not our family’s long roots in that dark sandy soil.
There were several times in my younger years when I didn’t want to be there. In those foolish years I’d rather be here near the telephone line and creature comforts. I can remember in the mid 80s at the cottage, my dad had to drive into town to make a phone call. I had to tape all my precious wrestling matches at home and pray that they recorded.
Perspective changes and so does technology. Now there’s no place I’d rather be than Lake Water Stones.
2018 changed everything for us. That was the year Jen’s mom died. Almost like the year without a summer. We spent the whole season in hospital rooms and corridors, and hotels in Toronto. After she passed we spent the whole fall cleaning out her house. When we finally got back to the lake in spring 2019, we had learned to cherish and savour it more.
As if we needed a reminder how uncertain life can be, 2020 gave us a whole new perspective. “Essential travel only.” No road trips to cottage country. They were wary of outsiders stealing their toilet paper, or spreading disease from the city. As time wore on, we questioned whether we would be able to go at all.
I kept a positive attitude and I made the most of our time stuck at home. I took advantage of my little patio, listening to tunes out there and doing several live streams in the fresh air. Better than nothing. A small patch of outdoors sure beats staying in all the time. A little bit of blowing wind feels good on the skin.
Ontario was still on shaky ground and not yet in Phase 2 of re-opening when Jen and I finally returned to the lake at the end of May. We missed the long weekend, usually a reliable starting point for a happy summer. Instead we had a cold, dark weekend highlighted by the ominous “Premises Closed” signs posted at the beach entrance points.
I remember walking into the cottage and taking a breath of the woody smelling air. You don’t notice it after 10 minutes, but it’s so strong at first sniff. We were having a quiet weekend, no stops in town and we didn’t even tell anyone besides family that we were going. Only when I tested the internet connection with a live stream was it obvious where we were. Non-essential travel was frowned upon but I looked at this trip as essential to the mental health of two people who were quarantining pretty strictly.
Phase 2 began in early June and at that point we tried to make it up every other weekend, working around my parents’ schedule. We wanted to maintain some distancing. I had some goals I wanted to accomplish this summer. Tossing out the planned accomplishments for Summer 2020, the new goals were attainable in an altered season.
- I wanted to live stream outdoors from the lake — and we did this many times.
- I wanted to eat steak every weekend we were there — and we did.
- Swim as much as weather permitted — we did.
- Mental health being the theme of 2020, I wanted to have a virtual counselling appointment from the porch. I did two. The setting was incredible.
- Create as much photo and video content as I could to remember the place by in the winter. Mission accomplished.
Setting realistic goals helped me make the most of this summer. I feel more prepared for the fall. And I’m really looking forward to 2021, when I might be able to add some more goals to the list. (Still hoping to cook a wagyu steak on my own grill.)
Here’s gratitude for a great 2020 season regardless of the obstacles. Hoping for better next year.
Self explanatory. Music by MAX THE AXE: “Livin’ the Country” and “More” from Overload.
Instead of a Sunday Chuckle, I give you something better: this video (which has a couple chuckles in it) and three Max the Axe songs: “River Grand”, “Overload” and “Gods on the Radio”.
The video above is just a summation of our awesome weekend. Look for a cameo by Superdekes from our Live Streamin’ Weekend. I hope you were able to stay cool in this heat as I was! Sometimes people talk about the Top Ten Swims they’ve ever had in their lives. I may have had two of the top ten this weekend. You be the judge!
And thank you to John Snow of 2 Loud 2 Old Music for the birthday gift below. I promise I will review it soon!
Also a special Happy Birthday to my Grandma Dolly who turns 96 today!
A sequel to #774.5: Seasons Ends. Buckle up, it’s a busy one!
GETTING MORE TALE #785: Seasons End (Oh Deer)
+ BONUS Nutshell Review: El Camino – A Breaking Bad Movie
+ BONUS Star Wars – The Black Series 6″ figures “Abandoned” Video Reviews
“Be careful of the deer problem,” said my dad when I phoned him from Lucknow, about 20 or 30 minutes away from the cottage.
“Don’t worry, I’ll drive safe,” I reassured him in that voice that hardly reassured him.
“You know about the deer problem?” he asked to confirm.
No, but now I did. Funny thing; I’d been driving up to the lake by myself for over 20 years and never came close to hitting a deer. There are warning signs along all the major roads, some with flashing yellow lights. Turns out Thanksgiving 2019 was my first on-the-road deer sighting.
It got dark quick after Lucknow, and soon it was like pitch. I had been driving slower since the sun went down but it was Jen who saw the deer first. I slowed down carefully until he jumped away unto the brush. The guy behind me wasn’t paying attention and almost rear-ended me.
It’s so strange to review the dashcam footage afterwards. What felt like an eternal moment of tense surprise was really only seven seconds.*
Until that moment, we were wrapped deep in Iron Maiden. I played the first album, with Paul Di’Anno, and the bonus tracks for the full-on experience. This was music I’d been listening to for 35 years and under the weight of all that nostalgia, I immediately began singing along. I remember “Charlotte the Harlot” coming up just as we were detouring past a town called Dorking. I don’t know about you, but I think that’s funny. Once completed, we switched over to Piece of Mind. That’s the Maiden studio album that I have the longest deep relationship with. Every word was dancing on my tongue, even “Revelations”. But then again, I remember having that song memorised back in highschool. My friend Andy and I sang it back to a rap kid named Patrick Barnes who claimed that metal lyrics are just unintelligible noise and nonsense.
All this Maiden reminiscence led to the writing of a new future chapter of Getting More Tale called “Run 2 the Hills”, a direct sequel to Record Store Tales Part 1. Look for that one in the near future.
We had the near miss with the deer after both albums were complete, and I’d started on random tunes from Powerslave. “Rime of the Ancient Mariner” was the song playing when Bambi was spared by some good driving.
Upon arrival, I had get my Netflix fired up to watch El Camino: A Breaking Bad Movie. Nutshell review:
I didn’t think I cared where Jesse Pinkman went at the end of Breaking Bad. Turns out, I cared enough to watch this well-written coda to a great TV series. Aaron Paul rules, equipped with very little dialogue and only his body language. Paul gives us a hard insight to the PTSD-infested survivor Pinkman. Every cameo you desire is in store via relevant flashbacks, fleshing out the original series a little bit. After a while, you, like Pinkman, are disoriented and can’t remember if you’re watching past or present.
It was a little freaky when I finished the film, went on Twitter, and saw Bryan Cranston announced that Robert Forster had died, just after I watched his final film.
In the morning I wrote up the rough draft of my new Maiden chapter while it was all fresh in my head, but I otherwise accomplished very little, creatively speaking.
I tried, I really did try. When mom & dad stepped out of the house for a few minutes I thought I could squeeze in time for a Star Wars Black Series video review. You’ll see what happened. Something like this occurred any time I attempted to make a video. So what you see is what you get; I gave up!
For entertainment use only. Back off, fanboys!
Instead of using my creative juices for this one final weekend of the lake this season, I decided to pour it into cooking instead. I picked up three beautiful steaks and a pound of lobster tail. I made some garlic butter, clarified it, and put the tail on the grill. Everything was phenomenal. I felt like we ended the season right with these meals.
There was the traditional turkey dinner the following night too, stuffed with goodness, but I feel the lobster tail and the steaks really put a cap on the season.
The drive home was enabled by Twisted Sister’s Live at the Marquee and The Razors Edge by AC/DC. I don’t know how often I’ve played The Razors Edge in the car since it came out before I could drive. Could this have been the first time? I liked it better in the car than I do sitting at home. As for Twisted Sister, Live at the Marquee is by far their greatest live product. The raw heavy stage purity can’t be touched.
And now we are home, preparing for the arrival of winter routines and monotony. Hibernation begins. But spring will return again, and with it, so will the roadtrips, the steaks, and the sun.
Stay warm, my friends!
* It was just a young deer When you start having more frequent animal sightings in cottage country like this, it means they are being displaced from somewhere else. There has been a lot of building and development this year.
Music by Max the Axe.
“Overload” from the CD Overload (2008)