One hundred and ninety-two

Big Brother Bass makes an appearance once again in the blog (he taught me how to play the double bass on day thirty-nine, he was The Musician in date month, and I went to see his concert on day eighty-nine).  He remembers every detail of his first kiss, including what the girl was wearing and the exact temperature outside (ok, maybe not the exact temperature, but if you asked him he would probably come pretty close).  It is one of the top kisses of his entire life.

Big Brother Bass’s first kiss…

Big Brother Bass was so excited when I asked him what his first kiss story was.  “I have a great story!”  He starts to tell me and I make him stop part way through so I can write down the details.  Something about the romance of the tale and how much he lit up with nostalgia while telling it made me want to share his story.  Rarely does anyone remember their first kiss so vividly and with such emotion.

“I was in grade ten.  Her name was Gail G.  We met at the Sadie Hawkins dance.  I went with her friend and she introduced me to Gail.  We started ‘dating’.

Our first kiss was in a grade school yard not far from my house.  It was snowing and cold out.  She wore a long white coat with a furry trim.  She leaned over and looked at me and I looked at her and, I swear to God, it was UNREAL!  It was amazing!  One of the best kisses I’ve ever had. She taught me everything I know about kissing.”

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Day eighty-nine

The girl date

The Girlfriends

No, this is not a lesbian date (or a threesome date if you look at the photo above), although I had considered going on one of those to complete my range of different kinds of dates.  This is a priority girl’s lunch.  Sometimes you need to put your friends above your dates, and as my one friend is moving away and yesterday was the last time I’ll see her in awhile, I canceled the coffee date I arranged with a single man to spend time with the girls.  Dating someone who always puts dating first over their friends and family would not be attractive.  Having a wide range of interests and people in your life who you love and who love you are extremely important.

I did, however, manage to make it to an amazing concert (hanging out with a bunch of single guys – “group date”?) at the Horseshoe Tavern after work – The Elastocitizens!  I took a photo with my phone – do you recognize the blurry bass player in the back right?  It’s Big Brother Bass from day thirty-nine.  At the concert, I ran into a guy I hadn’t seen in awhile, who both walked me partially home and is now going cook me lunch as my Monday date.  So, in essence, I picked up.

Not too exciting of a dating day, but everyone needs a little break and a chat with their friends to cope with the drama of dating!

The Elastocitizens at the Horseshoe.

Social Clubs

Speaking of group dates, there are quite a few social clubs and singles nights that could be a great way to meet other single people.  I was meaning to go to a singles event (besides speed dating) during this month, but they always happened when I was scheduled to work, or they were sold out (sign up early, as that tends to happen).  Here are a few that might be of interest in Toronto:

Tonight 

Chilling after a long week at the movies with The Suit (I can’t imagine he will wear a suit to the movies, though).

Day seventy-two

The Concert Date

The Musician

I met The Musician at the Tranzac.  I was late, as usual (I need to learn to be on time – I’m annoying even myself now!).  The bike ride uphill from my place had me feeling exhilarated (and really sweaty) when I arrived.  He had already bought the tickets and was giddy with excitement to see the acts that were about to come on.  His giant smile, making his whole face glow, was contagious.  When Corin Raymond started to sing about biking down Dundas Street, my affection that had grown through his first couple songs became love.  Accompanied by The Sundowners (David Baxter on guitar and vocals, Treasa Levasseur on the accordian, piano and vocals, Brian Kobayakawa on the upright bass), the folk/country/roots music was absolutely beautiful.

Jonathan Byrd, the headliner, performed his album Cacalack – which he recorded in six hours with some incredible musicians (The Sundowners, plus John Showmanon the fiddle and vocals, Chris Quinn on the banjo and vocals, Andrew Collins on the mandolin and vocals, Ken Whitely on the National Steel and vocals).  Between each song was a story – long stories about his young song, his dad’s death, his love for white oak trees.  He is an engaging man with such heartfelt, honest presence about him, which was even more apparent when we met him after to sign our CDs.

The Musician wanted a song, instead of an image to represent our date.  In a compromise, we took the picture above and here is one of the song we heard last night – Wild Ponies by Jonathan Byrd (The Musician wanted New Moon Rise, but I can’t find it online to share, so Wild Ponies it is… Note to Mom – you will not like this, it’s country folk):

Great live music gets my soul.  It makes me feel so many emotions (I had a few tears during Father’s Day about Jonathan Byrd’s dad).  I have so much love after a great live show, a date can’t possibly be bad.  And it wasn’t.  After burritos, a walk to his street, and I cycling downhill, the wind rushing past me, I was emotionally drained and feeling absolutely fantastic!  The Musician was amazing company, but even if he wasn’t, I’m not sure anyone can ruin a good concert (although I really don’t want to put that theory to the test!).

Tonight

Late drinks after work – the problem with working a night job and most people having day jobs.