<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:13:37.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the king of wishful thinking</title><subtitle type='html'>ummm... journal-type thoughts, poem-esque couplets, and diatribe-ish rants.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-116345467898931621</id><published>2006-11-13T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T14:51:19.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've decided to say goodbye to this blog for awhile.  All blogging will take place on my MySpace page.  Please change your links.  Thanks. :)www.myspace.com/nickperreaultmusicAlso, my CD is done, I have copies in my hands, and I will be having a big CD Release Party at the Sidetrack Cafe on December 2nd.  Please come.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/116345467898931621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/116345467898931621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_11_12_archive.html#116345467898931621' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115922310155932096</id><published>2006-09-25T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T16:25:01.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crazy busy.  Practices / gigs / design work / album prep / CD release prep / financing / working / etc.*** Nick Perreault &amp; the Good Intentions: Thursday, Sept. 28 @ The Sidetrack Cafew/ Amy Seeley and Great Aunt Ida.  $5.  18+Plus, I've got some kind of a gig on Oct. 7th now, details soon.  Also, get ready for the CD release party sometime in November.  If you have any (and I mean ANY) ideas to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115922310155932096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115922310155932096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_09_24_archive.html#115922310155932096' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115748088144468961</id><published>2006-09-05T12:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:28:01.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ummm... nothing to say really.  It's neat that people like the songs on the MySpace.  Hopefully the album will be done soon.  Working a lot of long hours these days.  Tiring.  I don't really have much to say.Hope you're all well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115748088144468961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115748088144468961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_09_03_archive.html#115748088144468961' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115578813746562784</id><published>2006-08-16T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:15:37.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm making a record. You can listen to previews of a few tracks if you wish.www.myspace.com/nickperreaultmusic</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115578813746562784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115578813746562784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_08_13_archive.html#115578813746562784' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115506210822606512</id><published>2006-08-08T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:35:08.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight:The BelushisDeadcity SerpentsMichael Rault &amp; The Mixed SignalsSidetrack Cafe5 bucks</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115506210822606512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115506210822606512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_08_06_archive.html#115506210822606512' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115490240997256457</id><published>2006-08-06T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T16:13:30.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Car found.  Undamaged.  Details irrelevant.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115490240997256457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115490240997256457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_08_06_archive.html#115490240997256457' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115484223580581986</id><published>2006-08-05T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:30:35.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Car stolen. Unfortunate. Details later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115484223580581986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115484223580581986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_07_30_archive.html#115484223580581986' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115376572512630710</id><published>2006-07-24T12:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T12:28:45.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I got laid off.  It's not too bad really.  The job was getting tiring, all my friends who worked here have left, and the commute was terrible.  Plus, how can I claim to be a real Newfoundlander if I've never been laid off?I've got a job lined up starting the end of August, and I'll still have a bunch of contract work coming in, so I'm not really stressed about it at all.  I probably should </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115376572512630710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115376572512630710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_07_23_archive.html#115376572512630710' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115346719569212743</id><published>2006-07-21T01:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T01:33:44.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm here.  I'm busy.  I might be looking for a new job.  Houseboating is good.  I want to play some gigs with The Good Intentions.  There may be some new members.  I want to learn some new instruments.  In the summer, sheets are better than blankets.  I need another pair of shorts.  McDonalds gave me chest pains the other night.  I bought a CD yesterday, first one in 6 weeks, which was probably </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115346719569212743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115346719569212743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_07_16_archive.html#115346719569212743' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-115174636140334449</id><published>2006-07-01T03:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T03:32:41.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a while.Okay, I want you to weigh in on this one:  Do you think I should release my record under my own name, or under a pseudonym/band name?I'd love to know what you think.  Reasons for your choice would be lovely to hear as well.  I really have no idea what to do.Hope you're all well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115174636140334449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/115174636140334449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_06_25_archive.html#115174636140334449' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114953671106832430</id><published>2006-06-05T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T13:45:11.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess it's time for my bi-weekly post.So I'm back on the south side.  I'm living out of a suitcase and sleeping on a futon in the guest room while my bedroom gets a new wall &amp; window and the guest room gets cleaned up and turned into an office/den.  There's boxes and boxes of unpacked records and CDs and whatnot in the middle of the living room.  So I'm not quite settled in.  But I can tell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114953671106832430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114953671106832430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_06_04_archive.html#114953671106832430' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114834467013854426</id><published>2006-05-22T18:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T18:37:50.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So that last post was bugging me.  Pathetic.  I am clearly a shallow husk of a man.In order to up the testosterone level, I should say a few manly things:  I love beer, breasts and hockey games, not necessarily in that order.  I like to lift heavy things.  I'm fairly proud of the size of my penis.  I enjoy eating a nice steak.  Crying is for sissies.  I pick fights with people who are easily </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114834467013854426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114834467013854426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_05_21_archive.html#114834467013854426' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114659934107701293</id><published>2006-05-02T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T13:49:01.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know, I rarely ever have sex dreams.  I don't think I've ever had a full-on sex dream... I think even in the ones where I've come close, I got too nervous and ended up waking before the deed was done.  Clearly I have issues.  I'm sure there's something in there that should tell me about myself.  Oh well.All that to say, the other night I had a dream about the usual weird dream stuff... flying</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114659934107701293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114659934107701293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_04_30_archive.html#114659934107701293' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114654270700990912</id><published>2006-05-01T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:05:07.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Idea stolen from Camille's blog... Hello, Camille. :)Instruments - ExpensiveMoney - FleetingDesign Work - SlowSleep - Surprisingly PlentifulDishes - DirtyFirst show - A successThe Muse - FickleCar - Crying out for a muffler repairAlberta Health Care - BastardsIron &amp; Wine - Consistently beautifulHair - ThickGrowing My Hair - AnnoyingNew Cohen book of poetry - Good so farPersonal emails &amp; messages </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114654270700990912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114654270700990912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_04_30_archive.html#114654270700990912' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114555174635225896</id><published>2006-04-20T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:49:06.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A) The tracking/recording for the record is done.  Unless something makes itself known during mixing, it's finished recording in that studio.  I am super stoked, and want to publicly thank Chris and Alex for their work on the record.B) Somehow I stumbled into a gig at the new Sidetrack.  So I'm playing there on Thursday, April 27th.  This will be an interesting show because I'll be playing with a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114555174635225896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114555174635225896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_04_16_archive.html#114555174635225896' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114417758704770152</id><published>2006-04-04T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T01:57:11.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah... made another tiny edit.  Bet you can't find it!Bet you don't care!----Made some more lyric changes... somebody stop me!----Always followed by a flowerFull of fire in a land of iceBreaking chains with feather powerSinking cities with your eyesI know you've got another man in mindBut for you I'll stand here waiting next in lineSo put your dress on, just like the songs sayWe're going dancing, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114417758704770152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114417758704770152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_04_02_archive.html#114417758704770152' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114385316306217826</id><published>2006-03-31T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:59:23.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOG!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114385316306217826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114385316306217826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_03_26_archive.html#114385316306217826' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114271326119616064</id><published>2006-03-18T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T13:30:04.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My windshield got smashed in last night. I won't say that I'm not a little annoyed.Sorry, Alberta Health Care... looks like the ol' $400 rebate has found a new home.The weird thing is that it doesn't look like vandalism, it looks like some kind of weird accident involving something rolling down my window.  It doesn't look like a bat-type smash.  Total mystery.  Which only makes it more annoying.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114271326119616064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114271326119616064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_03_12_archive.html#114271326119616064' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114237866631986414</id><published>2006-03-14T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:24:26.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If all goes well, all the tracking for the record will be done by the end of the month, and then it's mixing and mastering time, which will likely take another month.Which will be followed by a month of sending the thing out to labels, publishers, clubs, etc.Which will be followed by a month of working on the album artwork with Edward and selling plasma to raise the money to manufacture the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114237866631986414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114237866631986414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_03_12_archive.html#114237866631986414' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-114141630681358205</id><published>2006-03-03T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T13:05:06.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In my life, with all the people I know, all the responsibilities I have, all the troubles in the world, all the confusion of working towards a goal, all the love I keep from others, all the wasted opportunities, all the tough decisions that must be made, and all the conflicts that I may face, the only thing that really drives me crazy and frustrates me to no end is fucking website design.I hate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114141630681358205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/114141630681358205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_02_26_archive.html#114141630681358205' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113995966858389701</id><published>2006-02-14T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:27:48.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was going to post MP3s for all these.  Now I couldn't be bothered.:::Best songs of 2005:::Ben Folds - GracieThe Constantines - Love In FearDepeche Mode - John The RevelatorGrandaddy - Fuck The Valley FudgeIron &amp; Wine - JezebelJosh Rouse - It's The NighttimeLow - Death Of A SalesmanThe New Pornographers - Use ItThe Physics Of Meaning - Manhattan Is An IslandSufjan Stevens - Come On Feel the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113995966858389701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113995966858389701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_02_12_archive.html#113995966858389701' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113892190026663847</id><published>2006-02-02T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T16:11:40.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you're reading this, you're invited to my 25th Birthday party.  It will likely change your life.  When?  Saturday.  I've booked a room at the Druid South on Calgary Trail.  9pm.  Get there.  Bring at least two friends.  I told them we'd get 50 people at this thing so we can have our own bartender.  You know that's awesome.  So be sure to come.Saturday.  9 pm.  Druid South.  Party.  All Night </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113892190026663847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113892190026663847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_01_29_archive.html#113892190026663847' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113876127942196463</id><published>2006-01-31T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T19:34:39.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm doing the Wynters Tour.Tonight (Jan 31st) at The Druid downtown @ 9:30pmWednesday (Feb 1st) at O'Byrne's on Whyte @ 10:00pmThursday (Feb 2nd) at The Druid south (Calgary Trail) @ 9:00pmRock on, rockers of rock.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113876127942196463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113876127942196463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_01_29_archive.html#113876127942196463' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113762085030438616</id><published>2006-01-18T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T14:47:30.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One day, I will blog again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113762085030438616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113762085030438616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_01_15_archive.html#113762085030438616' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113632336832762839</id><published>2006-01-03T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T14:22:48.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know if anyone is reading these, but feel free to comment.  I've decided that instead of linking to songs from these records, I'm just going to post MP3s for my Top Ten Songs of last year.  Some of you may have already heard them (if I gave you a Best Of 2005 CD recently.  The rest, get ready to do some downloadin'.  Until then, feel free to read this if you're at all interested.TOP TEN </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113632336832762839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113632336832762839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113632336832762839' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113594027225812973</id><published>2005-12-30T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T05:06:39.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I've decided that I'm going to do a couple of Top Tens this year.  First will be the Top Ten pre-2005 records I bought this year.  Following that will be the Top Ten Albums of the year, and then the Top Ten Songs of the year.  For some of the artists, or on some of the lists, I'll put up some MP3s for a couple of days for people to download.  Don't worry, it'll be songs that the bands have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113594027225812973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113594027225812973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_12_25_archive.html#113594027225812973' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113562595447824817</id><published>2005-12-26T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T12:39:14.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Season's Greetings, etc.Whatever you choose to do this time of year, I hope you have a wonderful time doing it.For some reason, this time off seems to be going REALLY slowly for me.  I find that weird.  I mean, I've still got a week and a half off work.  It's crazy.  I should do something productive with it.  Any suggestions?  Current thoughts include catching</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113562595447824817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113562595447824817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_12_25_archive.html#113562595447824817' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113468268202782957</id><published>2005-12-15T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T14:38:18.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've made some changes to my Nikabrik Design website.  Some new work, some new photos of past work.  Take a look, tell me what you think.  I'm toying with the idea of redesigning it entirely... I think I need some new work to put up there first.  Anyways, check it out: Nikabrik</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113468268202782957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113468268202782957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_12_11_archive.html#113468268202782957' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113460561330542664</id><published>2005-12-14T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:13:33.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Night.Come by.Anytime between 7 and 2.#10738 127 Street.Apt 12 / Buzzer 12.BYOB.It will be fun.See you then.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113460561330542664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113460561330542664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_12_11_archive.html#113460561330542664' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113450900008997829</id><published>2005-12-13T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T14:23:20.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update:  I'm busy.  I'm stressed out.  I'm poor.  I'm incompetent.Love, Nick.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113450900008997829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113450900008997829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_12_11_archive.html#113450900008997829' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113296250052753835</id><published>2005-11-25T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T16:48:20.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TONIGHT!Deadcity Serpents opening for WHITEY HOUSTON and PRIESTESS.Victory Lounge.  $10.  Doors at 8pm.  19+</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113296250052753835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113296250052753835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_11_20_archive.html#113296250052753835' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113270464576365976</id><published>2005-11-22T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:20:05.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If there is anything on this earth that drives me absolutely CRAZY, it's idiotic personal drama.Why, you ask?Well, mostly because it's intensely childish.  I'm quite glad that grade school is over, and I don't like being reminded of the petty arguments and attitudes I used to hear/have during recess.  Remember, folks: Tantrums aren't allowed after you're old enough to go to the movies without </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113270464576365976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113270464576365976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_11_20_archive.html#113270464576365976' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113181277867382406</id><published>2005-11-12T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T09:26:18.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Huge update over at the Recording Journal.  Go check it out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113181277867382406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113181277867382406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_11_06_archive.html#113181277867382406' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113106978185833188</id><published>2005-11-03T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:28:17.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All blogging for the next few weeks will likely be done at the new Recording Journal I've made over HERE. You can put all comments/questions here, if you have any.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113106978185833188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113106978185833188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_10_30_archive.html#113106978185833188' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113081886246361722</id><published>2005-10-31T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T01:40:41.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, November 2005.  When the cold air blows, the past is refreshed, and Nick gets so anxious &amp; excited that his head is on the verge of imploding.The fighting Newfoundlanders arrive tomorrow night.  I'll be picking them up immediately after I finish playing the guest slot at The Druid on Jasper.  Should start around 9:30.Who are the fighting Newfoundlanders?  Well, to start, for those who don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113081886246361722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113081886246361722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_10_30_archive.html#113081886246361722' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-113000893532780826</id><published>2005-10-22T12:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T13:22:15.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great things:1. Harry Nilsson.  Randy Newman.  Jon Brion.  Currently my musical fixations.  I'm glad that I'm getting so many neat ideas right before my record, but unfortunately, they're all BRILLIANT pianists and PERFECT songwriters.  I wish my songs had the same kind of whimsy and playfulness, but I can't seem to do it naturally.  Like, if I set out to write a Randy Newman type of song, I can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113000893532780826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/113000893532780826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_10_16_archive.html#113000893532780826' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112961702379752101</id><published>2005-10-18T00:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:12:56.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, you there, woman I find interesting and attractive: If you're looking for a fun, pleasant, and nice guy to meet, spend some time with, talk to, and get to know over a variety of fun and interesting activites, eventually leading to an enjoyable and pleasant friendship, go fuck yourself.Or go fuck your dream of a past lover / perfect man / 'nice guy' / rock star / hero / male-muse / fairytale.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112961702379752101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112961702379752101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_10_16_archive.html#112961702379752101' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112915299374109879</id><published>2005-10-12T15:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:36:33.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm heading out of town tomorrow morning.  6am departure time.  11 hours travel time.  All because the Deadcity Serpents are bringing the rock to Kamloops.  Fun.  Wish us well on the windy road.  Hopefully our van will transport us without any issues... I suppose I should bring some winter clothes in case we get stuck in the mountains.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112915299374109879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112915299374109879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112915299374109879' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112776382727547865</id><published>2005-09-26T13:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T13:43:47.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i) Deadcity Serpents are playing tonight at the Victory Lounge (beneath the Starlite Room).  We go on at 8.  Cover is $8.  Come out, there's a new song that simply destroys.ii) My dear close friend Edward is moving to Canmore.  I'm excited for him and also totally bummed.  Godspeed, friend.iii) I will never buy casual sneakers with laces again.iv) I wish I didn't need a car to move a drumset.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112776382727547865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112776382727547865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_09_25_archive.html#112776382727547865' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112734788024463250</id><published>2005-09-21T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:11:20.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Suddenly I have more design work then I've ever had in my life.  So much that it's totally and completely intimidating.  I'm of two minds: one is extremely thankful and excited, and eager to get moving; the other is sick of working on the computer and find it hard to get motivated. Thankfully, I think the latter can be fixed easily.  First on the list is a better working environment... perhaps a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112734788024463250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112734788024463250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_09_18_archive.html#112734788024463250' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112681948215640417</id><published>2005-09-15T15:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T15:24:42.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the words of Mr. Rod Miles, "My life is a fucking zoo."Truer words were probably spoken, but not recently.In other news, Mr. Rod Miles is now a husband, having married Ms. Tara Holgren in Cuba yesterday.Congratulations, Mileses.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112681948215640417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112681948215640417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_09_11_archive.html#112681948215640417' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112624572005497323</id><published>2005-09-09T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T12:41:13.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Put a nice dress on, just like the songs sayWe're going dancing, just like the songs sayLook at meWith desire, not pityHold on to meMy sweet BethanyCan't stop youLord knows I don't want toI'm starting to thinkThat maybe could beThat maybe will be(EDIT: This is not about any person in particular, wether they be named Bethany or otherwise.  The name just fit the rhyme and rhythm well in my head.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112624572005497323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112624572005497323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112624572005497323' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112559751666904480</id><published>2005-09-01T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T13:53:23.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>**EDIT** I feel like a total asshole for posting something so self-centred in the midst of the tragedy and loss of life going on in the southern USA.  I've never been one to self-censor or try to erase my past, so I'll leave this post up, despite it's thoughtless timing.  Thanks.  **Apparently the previous post was number 100.  Neat-o.This is going to be a heavy post.  You've been warned.  Ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112559751666904480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112559751666904480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_08_28_archive.html#112559751666904480' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112483010547400355</id><published>2005-08-23T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T14:48:25.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dead City Serpents - Sidetrack Cafe - Tonight (Aug. 23) - 9:50-10:25 - $8.00w/ Maximum R'N'R, The James T. Kirks, and some band from Winnipeg.Short and sweet set... A new song will be played for the first time... Not too late at night... No pressure... I believe it may be the finest DCS performance to date.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112483010547400355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112483010547400355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_08_21_archive.html#112483010547400355' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112412107764513315</id><published>2005-08-15T09:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T09:51:17.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New potential album title:Nick Perreault - "She Bangs, She Bangs"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112412107764513315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112412107764513315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_08_14_archive.html#112412107764513315' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112378281151029269</id><published>2005-08-11T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T16:20:16.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I cannot sum up into words how excited I am to be recording an album.  I have listened to so many of these things, and looked at the (up to them?) as being these mystical, beautiful, visceral examples of creativity and craftsmanship.  To think that I can have a record that will sit on shelves between Pedro The Lion and Tom Petty is just mind-boggling.  I'm probably over-thinking this whole thing,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112378281151029269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112378281151029269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_08_07_archive.html#112378281151029269' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112226204783379583</id><published>2005-07-24T21:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:40:11.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I often talk to people about the difference between "best" and "favorite".  Some people can't seperate the two, some can.  It's kidn of like the difference between objective and subjective evaluation.  I think that it's quite reasonable to know that something is good, yet not even like it.  (For example, I'm fully aware that Bjork is a brilliant musician, but I've never been intrigued enough </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112226204783379583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112226204783379583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_07_24_archive.html#112226204783379583' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112181309219172936</id><published>2005-07-19T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T16:44:52.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've made a decision. It might not last for long.But right now, I'm going to have to make it, and stick to it.The decision is:The best thing U2 has ever released is the last half of "11 0'clock Tick Tock" on the Under A Blood Red Sky EP.  It's just amazing.Thank you for listening.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112181309219172936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112181309219172936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_07_17_archive.html#112181309219172936' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112127241733195542</id><published>2005-07-13T10:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T10:33:37.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So the lyrics in the last post have been matched with some music, and now a song is there.  First complete new song I've written in 2005.  Luckily, the little excitement I have about that overshadows the fact that it's also completely depressing.In the meantime, I put this to you, the reader, my friend, my lover:  Name the song, please.Thanks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112127241733195542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112127241733195542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_07_10_archive.html#112127241733195542' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112075021129604777</id><published>2005-07-07T09:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T10:46:27.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Susan took her daughter,Marigold, age 3Out for tea and timbits3 sugar, just one creamThey met up with her motherSharon, in her seventiesSo proud of past and futureSo afraid of inbetweenOh, She is loved, she is loved.Sharon doesn't take her tripsTo Florida anymoreThe facelift killed the wrinklesof a woman who has mournedLost her husband to duMaurierIn 1994Feels unfairly lonelyBought new locks for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112075021129604777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112075021129604777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_07_03_archive.html#112075021129604777' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-112005993691084143</id><published>2005-06-29T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T09:48:42.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random records that I love:Plankeye - Relocation : Some decent power-pop tracks, mixed with some of the most amazing, heartbreaking songs I've ever heard.  Recorded after the band's singer and drummer left, forcing the remaining two members to step up to the plate and carry the weight, albeit with the help of super-producer Gene Eugene (RIP).  The songs are poppier than the production lets on, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112005993691084143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/112005993691084143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_06_26_archive.html#112005993691084143' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111908686655321062</id><published>2005-06-18T03:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T03:27:46.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I wrote a whole chunk of lyrics tonight (this morning) at around 3 AM.  No chorus yet... which is weird, cause normally all I have is choruses.  But it's something.  I think it's pretty much the first thing I've written since I wrote those mini-biographies of Andrew and Lea for their pre-marital website.  I don't know why I'm saying all this, I'm just pretty stoked.  That's all.  Go about your</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111908686655321062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111908686655321062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_06_12_archive.html#111908686655321062' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111893566140508311</id><published>2005-06-16T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:28:37.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Outside the Winspear.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111893566140508311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111893566140508311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_06_12_archive.html#111893566140508311' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111887520063236767</id><published>2005-06-15T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T16:40:00.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More and more, I realize I have little, or nothing to say.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111887520063236767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111887520063236767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_06_12_archive.html#111887520063236767' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111820193979047653</id><published>2005-06-07T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:38:59.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New website.www.nikabrik.comLots and lots and lots of stuff on there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111820193979047653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111820193979047653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_06_05_archive.html#111820193979047653' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111774307744089927</id><published>2005-06-02T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T14:11:17.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DEAD CITY SERPENTSwith DeVonder and Cooper's CobrasThursday June 2 (Tonight) : Sidetrack CafePlease attend. Pretty please, it's a cool gig.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111774307744089927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111774307744089927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_05_29_archive.html#111774307744089927' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111746651267566687</id><published>2005-05-30T09:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T09:25:28.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know, it's funny.I put a lot of effort into letting people know what I do, making contacts, doing good work, spreading the word, pushing myself, all with the purpose of getting more work... and now it looks like it's starting to all pay off... and the impending work load potential has me a little freaked.It's that weird state: If things keep going with my work on the side, my life is going to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111746651267566687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111746651267566687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_05_29_archive.html#111746651267566687' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111714489804375109</id><published>2005-05-26T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T16:02:31.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Remember last time I said I'd found the best site on the internet.  That was a filthy lie.Here is the best site... Crying While Eating</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111714489804375109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111714489804375109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_05_22_archive.html#111714489804375109' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111587048028206855</id><published>2005-05-11T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T22:01:20.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diesel Sweeties, how I love thee.Well once a week or so I love thee, the rest of the time you're not that funny.But this one: Oh yeah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111587048028206855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111587048028206855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111587048028206855' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111510322430452539</id><published>2005-05-03T00:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:53:44.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I could be crazy, but does the girl (Faye) in the last two panels of this strip look exactly like Jess, or what?http://www.questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=351</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111510322430452539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111510322430452539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111510322430452539' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111430351001866183</id><published>2005-04-23T18:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T18:45:10.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. The Constantines are the best rock band in Canada.  Ever?  Time will tell.  All I know is that they are the second best band I've ever seen live, and probably my favorite rock band in the whole alternative/indie scene.  I hope their next record (out in October) will really make them huge.2. The DCS gig at New City on May 4th has been cancelled.  However the show on the 5th is still a go ahead,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111430351001866183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111430351001866183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_04_17_archive.html#111430351001866183' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111409639963914612</id><published>2005-04-21T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T09:13:19.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in welcoming one of my best friends back to Edmonton.  Newly single and ready to mingle, I give you Mr. Mike Hawco.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111409639963914612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111409639963914612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_04_17_archive.html#111409639963914612' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111324582210468234</id><published>2005-04-11T12:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T12:57:02.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, some of you may read Questionable Content and it's okay.  I read it out of force of habit now more than anything, nad because I get most of the jokes.  The author has a new comic though, called Indie Tits (don't worry, no nudity... no people, even) that is concerned with similar subject matter (independent music and that whole dumb subculture) but it is actually funny. I laughed out loud </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111324582210468234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111324582210468234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_04_10_archive.html#111324582210468234' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111285087297922625</id><published>2005-04-06T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T12:54:30.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello... here's the deal on some of the musical happenings that will be going down in a few weeks.Thursday, April 28th : Chris Wynters and Nick Perreault @ The Druid (Jasper)- This is just the usual thursday night song swap thing.  I'm trying to learn a new cover for this night, but I'm unsure if I want to play it live after I learn it.  Either way, this will be a fun night, as Chris and I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111285087297922625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111285087297922625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111285087297922625' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111263345251532223</id><published>2005-04-04T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T10:50:52.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just updated www.nikabrik.com.Still pretty plain, but at least it contains recent work.WARNING: Contains a peek at the new Chris Wynters CD cover.  If you want that to be a surprise, don't go there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111263345251532223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111263345251532223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111263345251532223' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111239379042980701</id><published>2005-04-01T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T15:16:30.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>April 28th. The Druid on Jasper. Chris Wynters and Nick Perreault.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111239379042980701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111239379042980701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111239379042980701' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111206654123033957</id><published>2005-03-28T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T20:22:21.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wednesday night.  O'Byrne's on Whyte Ave.  Chris Wynters &amp; Nick Perreault.Around 9:30 or so.  No cover.  No new songs will be played, despite my best efforts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111206654123033957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111206654123033957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111206654123033957' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-111143178879497199</id><published>2005-03-21T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T12:03:08.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to Newfoundland.  Fell in love with a man named Danny.  Cried at a wedding.  Drank a lot of India Beer.  Went to a friend's funeral.  Forgot about girl paranoia.  Made a bunch of wonderful new friends from Nashville.  Reconnected with old friends from Edmonton.  Curled.  DJ'd.  Slept late.  Sang with two wonderful singers.And now I'm back home.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111143178879497199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/111143178879497199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_03_20_archive.html#111143178879497199' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110988444970989529</id><published>2005-03-03T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:14:09.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't said much, mostly cause every time I come to the blog, I realize everything is trivial compared to a guy going missing for a month.  But I suppose I should post a few things here.1:  I am a candle.  I am burning at both ends.  Lots to do, not enough time. The Tractor stuff just keeps coming, it's crazy.  The CDs have arrived though, that's neat... the cover and back look as good or better</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110988444970989529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110988444970989529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_02_27_archive.html#110988444970989529' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110852575192123098</id><published>2005-02-15T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T20:49:11.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friend Mike  has gone missing.  Like, 10 days missing.  He may have been kidnapped.  His family, his friends, and the Calgary police are all pretty worried.If you do pray, please mention this next time you're doing so.If you don't, please do whatever you do when you're worried about something really bad happening and are trying to stop it from happening even though it's beyond your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110852575192123098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110852575192123098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110852575192123098' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110799793689941544</id><published>2005-02-09T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T15:30:39.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I promised:  ASSORTED HAUNTING PICTURES FROM NICK'S PAST!!!big hairwhite man afroi hate photo boothsin your face!the already gonersDon't hate me because I'm beautiful.  Hate me because I'm extremely unphotogenic.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110799793689941544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110799793689941544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_02_06_archive.html#110799793689941544' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110788458004813106</id><published>2005-02-08T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T10:43:00.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello.If you're wondering why I haven't continued with the Top Records of 2004 thing, it's because I bought two CDs on friday that were released in 2004, and I'm waiting to see if they'll fight their way in.Thanks for your patience.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110788458004813106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110788458004813106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_02_06_archive.html#110788458004813106' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110729833299904661</id><published>2005-02-01T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T16:05:55.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As for the top records thing, here's the gist.  I've got a Top Ten, with 2 of them being re-issues.  So it's technically a Top Eight of 2004.  I couldn't pick 10 in good conscience, cause after the 8, it gets really blurry on which should be included, so there'll be several honourable mentions.At any rate, let's begin with the re-issues.&gt;&gt; Johnny Cash : My Mother's Hymn Book CDThe last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110729833299904661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110729833299904661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_01_30_archive.html#110729833299904661' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110651189640724196</id><published>2005-01-23T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T13:24:56.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- No posting lately.  I'm busy.- What a crazy, unproductive week I had.  Stupid, actually.  I feel like I spend half of it at the airport, and the other half at work.  At any rate, I did book a ticket to Newfoundland, and I did get to see Rashomon.  Unfortunately, due to a weird turn of events, I wasn't really able to do much work at all on the Tractor record, so the days this weekend as been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110651189640724196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110651189640724196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_01_23_archive.html#110651189640724196' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110548346709722523</id><published>2005-01-11T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T15:44:27.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. It looks like 3 days a week is a definite for work, and I may eventually end up working 4 days a week like was originally planned.  Nice.  I was pretty worried for a while there.2. The Painting Daisies live CD I designed/directed art on has been nominated for a design award somewhere in the US.  I don't know if it's with a design or music group.  At any rate, it's neat, and I'll definitely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110548346709722523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110548346709722523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_01_09_archive.html#110548346709722523' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110494663980084454</id><published>2005-01-05T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T10:37:19.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Until I get my act together, here's Kirk's top ten records of 2004:10. Franz Ferdinand - Franz Ferdinand9. The Go! Team - Thunder, Lightning, Strike8. U2 - How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb7. Hayden - Elk Lake Serenade6. Annie - Anniemal5. Pinback - Summer in Abaddon4. Junior Boys - The Last Exit3. The Arcade Fire - Funeral2. Brian Wilson - Smile1. Elliott Smith - From a Basement on The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110494663980084454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110494663980084454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_01_02_archive.html#110494663980084454' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110473813586156609</id><published>2005-01-03T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T00:42:25.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year.  This year's motto is (and pardon my french):"2005 - Let's spend some fucking money."The resolutions/goals are currently as follows:- Design 5 albums (2.5 in 2003)- Have 5 steady freelance design clients (3 in 2003)- Play drums or sing on 3 albums (2 in 2003)- Purchase a laptop and recording software/hardware- Purchase a quality acoustic guitar- Record a fully-produced </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110473813586156609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110473813586156609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2005_01_02_archive.html#110473813586156609' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110422783409213055</id><published>2004-12-28T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T02:57:14.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A big thank you to everyone who came out last night to the Druid South for the acoustic folk 'n' roll.  Your kind words and support thourgh attendance mean more to me than you could ever know.  You made what could have been a lonely and very stressful night into a fun and only slightly stressful night.  I think the establishment and Chris will be very pleased.Additionally, a very big thanks to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110422783409213055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110422783409213055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_12_26_archive.html#110422783409213055' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110418086202746307</id><published>2004-12-27T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T13:54:22.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you don't like hearing you might not be perfect, don't read this.----------At that point Peter got up the nerve to ask, "Master, how many times do I forgive a brother or sister who hurts me? Seven?"  Jesus replied, "Seven! Hardly. Try seventy times seven.  The kingdom of God is like a king who decided to square accounts with his servants.  As he got under way, one servant was brought before</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110418086202746307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110418086202746307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_12_26_archive.html#110418086202746307' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110391317389035782</id><published>2004-12-24T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T11:32:53.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone. "The shepherds heard the story proclaimed by angels bright,How Christ, the Lord of glory was born on earth this night.To Bethlehem they sped and in the manger they found Him,As angel heralds said.This Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air,Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere;True Man, yet very God, from sin and death He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110391317389035782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110391317389035782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110391317389035782' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110383204641297166</id><published>2004-12-23T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T13:00:46.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. I may not have a job in the new year.2. Chris Wynters' new CD is going to look amazing.  The photo shoot went well, I'm so excited to be working on it.3. Here's to what could be the most awkward Christmas ever.4. The show on the 27th is going to be absolutely amazing.  Will Preville will be playing a short set, as will friend(s) of mine from Ontario who have a band called Yellow Wood.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110383204641297166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110383204641297166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110383204641297166' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110341632227634532</id><published>2004-12-18T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T18:10:02.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOLIDAY SCHEDULE:Dec 20 : Dead City Serpents @ The Shark Tank (10249-97 St)w/ Witness Protection Program and some other bands.All ages, probably $6 or $7, doors around 8 PM.Dec 22: Chris Wynters w/ Nick Perreault @ O'Byrne's(10616 Whyte Ave)18+, no cover, starts around 9 PM, bring lots of peopleDec 27: Nick Perreault @ the Druid South(2940 Calgary Trail South)18+, no cover, starts 8:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110341632227634532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110341632227634532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_12_12_archive.html#110341632227634532' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110301355942882044</id><published>2004-12-14T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T01:49:35.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Hey, I made a Nick quiz. It's kind of easy, kind of tough.  You should make one, too.  I intend to use this quiz to decide which of my friends I like more than others, so if you want my attention, better get a high score.http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=041213203448-8185342. For the people I was talking to last night at Mark's, here's the link to the All Music Guide: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110301355942882044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110301355942882044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_12_12_archive.html#110301355942882044' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110280049617651454</id><published>2004-12-11T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T14:28:16.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>five famous people you have had a crush on (chronological):1. Kim Basinger2. Andrea from Beverly Hills 902103. Lisa Loeb4. Rachael Leigh Cook5. Leigh Nashfamous person your partner looks most like:The invisible man.famous person you look most like:No clue.  You tell me.five famous people you have met, (not necessarily befriended):1. The Edge (U2)2. Danny Greaves (The Watchmen/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110280049617651454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110280049617651454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110280049617651454' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110265273212934980</id><published>2004-12-09T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T21:25:32.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night I saw a lot of big fake tits.I know that sounds coarse, but I don't think these things deserve to be called breasts.  We were at Cowboys to see the Thornley / Doctor show, and it was crazy. One woman behind the bar was about 5'2, 100 pounds with D cups and a halter top.  It looked cancerous, or like she'd spent too much time around some kind of radiation.  Others were slightly less </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110265273212934980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110265273212934980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110265273212934980' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110176917075099415</id><published>2004-11-29T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T15:59:30.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday, November 30thWILL PREVILLE - CD RELEASE PARTYSidetrack Cafe, Edmontonapprox: 8:00 - Wynters/Murdoch/Nordstrom "As Yet Unnamed Trio"approx: 9:00 - Will Preville and the Myotome Men(the MM= Jason Kodie, Jon Nordstrom, Andrew Collins, Nick Perreault)approx: 10:00 - Will Preville and the Magnificent Bastards(the MB= Andrew Collins, Nick Perreault)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110176917075099415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110176917075099415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110176917075099415' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110126179387935793</id><published>2004-11-23T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T19:03:13.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Funny how things make sense when you're lonelyFunny how you want more when you're happyI'm coming over, will you open the door for meI'm better off inside."- HaydenI forgot how great that album is.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110126179387935793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110126179387935793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110126179387935793' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-110079647799207920</id><published>2004-11-18T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T13:35:15.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I'm so tired, I haven't slept a winkI'm so tired, my mind is on the blinkI wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink?No no no...I'm so tired."My body is lusting for my bed like an unpopular boy scout for a new Swiss Army knife.  I'm so glad that tonight I can stay home, and get to bed at a decent hour.  I'm so saddened that most of tonight must be spent working on about 3 or 4 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110079647799207920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/110079647799207920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110079647799207920' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109977683243218215</id><published>2004-11-06T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T14:33:52.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The new U2 album has leaked. I've only listened to a couple of tracks... I'm trying hard to resist temptation.  In the meantime, for those who are curious, here's a song off the new disc:Miracle Drug</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109977683243218215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109977683243218215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109977683243218215' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109970454714180084</id><published>2004-11-05T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T18:29:07.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the record, I want to come on here and state that Martin isa stand-up guy, and all my ribbing is quite baseless.  Anyone who doesn't know him should.  In fact, I like him so much, I've barely hit on his girlfriend while he's been away.  Even though she keeps wearing low-cut shirts to entice me.  But no!  I tell you the truth, I have resisted.  So I want to ensure that everyone knows I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109970454714180084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109970454714180084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109970454714180084' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109969605116552102</id><published>2004-11-05T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T16:07:31.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That was a pointless, worthless post.  I'm sorry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109969605116552102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109969605116552102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109969605116552102' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109969587015642027</id><published>2004-11-05T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T16:04:30.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If reading Martin (The Mean Drunk)'s blog, be careful when commenting.  If you veer off-topic, he may get upset and stab you in the neck with a pencil.  I'm just warning you.Consider yourself warned.Don't say I didn't warn you.Don't say it!(I'm bored at work)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109969587015642027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109969587015642027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109969587015642027' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109954679418048438</id><published>2004-11-03T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T22:39:54.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My anger with John Kerry's useless campaign and spineless concession is matched only by my amazement and dissappointment with the sheer and senseless ignorance of 51% of the American public.  I think the only thing that would keep a republican from voting for Bush is an Iranian bullet to the head.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109954679418048438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109954679418048438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109954679418048438' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109925773852112275</id><published>2004-10-31T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T14:22:18.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new job = disposable income = making up for lost time = recent purchasesSufjan Stevens : Greetings From Michigan : 2xLP- this record is amazing.  one of the best in the new breed of pseudo-lo-fi bedrrom orchestral pop songwriters.  the first in a (planned) series of 50 albums for each of the 50 states in the US.  songs about job loss in flint, the shores of the lakes, and coming of age in a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109925773852112275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109925773852112275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109925773852112275' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109799531161997612</id><published>2004-10-17T01:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T00:41:51.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Added Martin's blog to the links.  Updates:- Started a new job at the Arts &amp; Heritage Foundation of St. Albert.  It's currently on a trial/contract basis, but it could become permanent.  Part-time or full-time is still to be determined.  Nice job.  Good people.  Early mornings. Long commute.- Andrew's better half is in town.  Lots of wonderful rantings and ravings.  And rumours of world </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109799531161997612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109799531161997612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109799531161997612' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109713069900184572</id><published>2004-10-07T01:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T00:31:39.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sent out some emails, but forgot to update things here.  Thanks for the reminder, T.Tomorrow's show at The Druid starts at 8pm, not 9.  I apologize for the confusion.I must now get back to practicing, watching TV, and cluttering my life with more than I can handle.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109713069900184572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109713069900184572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109713069900184572' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109658931998596482</id><published>2004-09-30T18:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T17:43:32.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DEAD.CITY.SERPENTS @ the shark tank (10249-97 st.) w/guestssaturday, october 2nd$6 if you've been there before, $7 if you haven't. Doors open at 7pm, we're headlining, so I'm guessing we'll be onstage around 10. I won't be there til 9:00 or so. There's a new song, two new covers, so it's worth attending.See you there.oh, for the visually curious: http://dcs.goodcoffee.ca</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109658931998596482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109658931998596482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109658931998596482' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109641734400628901</id><published>2004-09-28T18:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T18:22:24.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just want to say, that to all of you who got a certain email yesterday, I encourage you to understand you're hearing one side of a story that seems completely farcical to my eyes.  I know one party better than the other, and until I hear from him, I have to believe this is a weird twisted joke.  Please remember "the benefit of the doubt."I've got your back, Paul.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109641734400628901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109641734400628901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109641734400628901' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109605879051058611</id><published>2004-09-24T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T14:46:30.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Should one soften the truth, so as to avoid offending someone who may not want ot hear it?Or is that line of thinking rooted in fear?And how responsible is the one who speaks truth, for the reaction in the listener's words, actions, and heart?Does it take practice to truly be wise as a serpent, and also gentle as a dove?How does one speak the truth with love, when someone may be so outraged </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109605879051058611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109605879051058611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109605879051058611' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587763.post-109598073501717983</id><published>2004-09-23T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T17:05:35.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new U2 song: "VERTIGO"located here:http://www3.telus.net/pete/stuff/vertigo.mp3http://www.currentlyplaying.com/u2004.htmlhttp://g0rman.com/u2/vertigo.mp3http://www.calvin.edu/~lar3/NewU2/Good to see that the boys have found their balls.  Amen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109598073501717983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587763/posts/default/109598073501717983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikabrik.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109598073501717983' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03846340824371910560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
