After Midnight

With the final hard drive shutting off there is no more humming sounds, just simply the still of the night. Even the passing cars on Eighth Avenue are fewer this Sunday night. Now I can only hear the echoes of Benjamin's small whimpers in his sleep, his active dream world. I wonder which world he is playing in tonight. What kind of past, future or never has been world does his wonderful brain and heart travel to.



The bonding, the teamwork, the outpouring of love the past couple of weeks is overflowing like Canadian maple syrup on a mile high stack of pancakes. Ridiculous. So where is the theme, the point of this installment of Chico's Observations? Just witnessing Ben's growth has been a blessing, exemplified this past week seeing him with children close in age. Aiden, Elizabeth and the older wiser Elise, were all closely observed by Benjamin himself who is a social butterfly already. I look forward to all these spurts of growth in developing his interactive skills. The bonding and communication is incredible and it is I who continues to learn how he communicates best. Yet, so far so good and Ben continues to be shits and giggles.

Ben is smiling and laughing a lot and has his own little babble speak which I like to join him in and see who babbles louder. Mr Bobblehead is also holding his head very well for long stretches at a time. He loves the hammock in the yard, listens to a lot of music and loves dancing in our arms. Lately he has really taken the title of Champ to heart as he is sleeping through the night already - because he loves his mom so much! Benjamin's song for this past weekend was LADY by Tom Jones, he digs the old school as much as the new school.

Thanks for reading another one of Chico's Observations.

peace,

The Times They Are A Changing

Sometimes I simply have the unstoppable urge to write and create. Today is one of those days where I'm taking myself out of the moment to unleash some verbiage through these fingers. It is somewhat of an overcast day and I'm praying to the rain gods to hold off so I can play basketball tonight. Sitting in my new corner office working on a quote for a set of web videos a client wants us to produce but my mind is wandering the more creative as I reminisce about the days in the music industry.

I just joined the Canadian Music Industry Alumni group on Facebook and reconnected with some lost friends. Just this morning I was thinking about the days here in Vancouver working with Calamalka and how much I enjoyed the days we'd sit around listening to his new tracks. Of course now life continues to be more of a balancing act as priorities shift and new creative wonders spark with little Benjamin growing fast and furious. There is no doubt he has inspired a rejuvenated creative spirit as I'm currently working on a new music mix and have been working on a new series of artwork that I'm really happy about.



I'm feeling that my writing is going through big changes. For the last few months I feel I have definitely written less as I have been simply just living the moments instead. I have these urges to grab my writing book and then I just end up soaking in the moment, leaving the pen all by itself. Time is definitely a factor as you work all day and when you come home there are only so many hours to give quality time to family, health and the creative realm. It's a challenge that I'm up for as those things are important to me. The idealist in me believes it is all possible one day at a time. There is no time to give up or get down, just enough time to keep moving ahead. It's an amazing time to be alive. Fiji here we come!

Thank you for reading another of Chico's Observations.

Three Week Observations

Well here we are three weeks into the life of our son Benjamin. We constantly remind each other that it has only been three weeks which is hard to believe sometimes when you are witnessing all the growth and change every second. Feels longer. It also reminds us to be patient, especially when Ben decides to communicate loudly that things are not great at one particular moment or another.

One thing is for sure is that feeding and the eventual passing of gas is a huge relief for the little man. There is no end to the different sounds this young man makes in and around feeding. From the grunts and whimpers to the sounds that remind me of Goat Boy from Saturday Night Live, he is always entertaining and very expressive - which is so strange coming from such quiet and shy parents! For me there are definitely three highlights from Ben's first three weeks of life so far other than the first day he actually arrived.

1/ Momma and Ben. There is nothing like their bond and their soul gazing moments, it'll make any mother cry, some Dad's too. I love the way she talks to him and how he seems to listen, a dialogue that began in earnest ten months ago. I love it when she sings and dances with him and when his head begins to bop in some kinda of rhythm.

2/ Falling asleep on Dad's shoulder. It's like a small bag of potatoes nestled close to your chin but it is softer, smells better and you can't help covering it in kisses. One arm keeping him tight while the other one rubs his back into a deep sleep. You delay the eventual drop off into the crib as long as you can knowing sooner than later, they'd rather walk and run freely, independently, exploring their world. I can already sense that with the way he kicks and throws those big arms and mitts around.

3/ Bath time. I've wrote about it before and it still stands true - he just seems so peaceful and reflective in the water. With his hair all slicked back his eyes pop into prominence and keeps you locked into his gaze. He seems to do some of his deepest thinking in the water while he observes closely the two sets of hands that help bathe him. Must be the best spa experience ever!




This has been a three week Observation by Chico!

Ocean Waters

In just a couple of days it will be just two weeks since Benjamin came into our lives. It seems since that day nothing can compare to the experience we are having with eachother and with Benjamin. It has been difficult going right back to work after his birth but his face is forever embedded in my memory.


So many firsts and still so many more ahead of us. Last night was just one of those evenings. After arriving home just as he had finished feeding, I helped him burp before he lay snuggled on my shoulder for a little snooze. That has got to be the most adorable position and it is hard to break away from him. After he woke up and had another healthy feeding it was time to change him and take him for a bath. This time I filled up the tub and jumped in and brought my little man in with me and it was just amazing. Benjamin didn't even flinch as he soaked in the water with Dad. He has an amazing back stroke for a newborn and his legs are pure kicking machines! haha! He looked like he could of stayed in the water forever, he was so content. After the bath we massaged his body with baby oil and then it was good night Irene! KO! We all went to bed early and got a good night sleep, well, pretty good sleep.


It would seem that Benjamin loves the water and so his middle name feels perfect now. Keli and I have always felt strongly about our connection to water, especially living on the west coast and my Portuguese heritage. Oddly enough, the front page of the Vancouver Sun this morning is about the rivers flooding in British Columbia. It's a rainy day in Vancouver.

Now as I stare out the window and listen to the cacophony of construction orchestration pounding the streets in front of me, I'm comforted by the thought that I will see my Queen and our Prince of Heaven soon enough. I am so very thankful for every moment and feel so blessed, so alive. I am also relieved that my good friends Carty & Tersia and their beautiful new daughter Aya are doing amazing and will soon be coming home too. I look forward to the six of us on ichat!

Hope everyone has a great day!
This has been a brief Observation by Chico.

peace!

Benjamin's Story

May 24th, 2007

I left to work feeling anxious as it was our baby's due date. Going to work each day was getting harder as we approached the big day, I just didn't like leaving her home alone. It was a busy day at the office and with many friends asking if it had happened yet, it made for the longest day ever. Around 1:00 p.m. she called me saying she had been dancing at home to the sounds of Ben Harper when she started feeling some lower back pain. She felt different and knew that it was the beginning.

When I got home I made a good hearty dinner for us just in case it actually was to happen she would have some good energy. "If" I thought. Of course I was in denial that it was going to happen yet. The baby hadn't dropped, no water - we're not even close I thought. After dinner she was still complaining of some lower back pain and some how that message of pain travelled all the way to Hawaii to one of her close friends. The phone rang and it was Theresa calling from the sunny shores of Hawaii. She had a feeling Keli was getting closer to labour so she gave her a call. Upon hearing about the back pain she immediately called our mutual friend Jannie, a massage therapist, to see if she was free to come down to relieve Keli of some pain.

As Jannie answered the phone it was her turn up to bat as she was playing baseball that night. By 8:00 p.m. Jannie had arrived at our place and got right to work. Soon after relieving some of the pressure Keli started to have some small contractions. "Did you keep time on that one," she asked. I assured her it was the same time as the last one, still in denial. Of course over the next couple of hours the contractions progressed from ten seconds long to thirty seconds long. Our midwife Terry Lynn, who just lives down the street, came by to check out the progress. Keli was actually already 4 cm dilated. No more denial. Terry Lynn went home to get some rest before having to deliver the baby which was going to happen sooner than later.

About an hour later the contractions were almost up to a minute long and coming very fast. Time to head to the hospital. Jannie had been such a godsend that night that she definitely had to come to the hospital with us. There was a great energy with the three of us so we just kept it going. We arrived at the hospital just after 11:00 p.m. only to find out there were no nurses around and all the beds were full, and the new maternity ward upstairs was closed. Welcome to the new age of Canadian health care. Lucky for us Keli was hitting some intense contractions and was further along than the other mothers waiting, so we jumped in line and settled into our room.

We immediately filled up the tub which of course was not as big as the birthing suites we were shown a month ago at the pre-natal course. Then I went to put some music on their stereo which of course wasn't working. But I'm not complaining, no room for any negative energy in this room. So into the bathroom we went. Keli working out her contractions in the warm water, Jannie summoning all the gods and goddesses into the room while she massaged her lower back and then there was me, the daddy to be. I simply focused on Keli the whole time, coaching her through her breathing and reassuring her with all the love and encouragement every step of the way. The contractions were hardcore. She was definitely in pain and I fought back my own tears and stayed strong so she wouldn't freak out even more. She stayed determined but with all these excruciating contractions and not being able to push yet, it was becoming very frustrating. Having already decided to have a natural birth I was surprised when she cryed out that she would want something for the pain. But just as she had that thought our midwife examined her and realized she was already 8cm dilated so it was finally time to get ready to push. Thank god.

So it was here during the pushing stage that I fell deeply in love once again with my wife. I was so proud and I was in complete admiration of her strength and perserverance. As we shifted on to the bed for the last stages of labour she was purely focused on her goal - to deliver a healthy beautiful baby - sooner than later. Keli had spent a lot of time during her pregnancy talking to the child inside and visualizing herself giving a quick birth. No 40 hours for her, no way. As the pushing continued Jannie and the midwife would see the head start to show and I would take a look from where I was standing in front of Keli, encouraging her and reminding her to breath and when and when not to push. Before you knew it the whole head was sticking out and a split second later the rest of the body slipped right out. The midwife put the baby immediately on her chest and I had the biggest smile on my face, it was so surreal, yet I didn't see if it was a boy or girl yet. Then they said it was a boy as he turned his head towards me and momma. Of course it was unlike any other feeling or experience I had ever had and instantly the word family came into my mind. Our family.


While everyone attended to Keli making sure everything was fine with her and checking the baby's heartbeat the three of us just kept staring at eachother in total bliss. Soon it was time to weigh him and clean him up, he came in at 8lbs and one and half ounces and was born at 5:34 a.m. May 25th 2007. A while later I gave him his first diaper change and he did not disappoint. Soon it was time to feed and like a good junior Chico, he latched on without dropping a beat. When he fell asleep I couldn't help notice that his head would slightly bob up and down like he was listening to a song. Saweet!!!

So everything was going fantastic. The midwife was super happy and proud since Keli gave a natural birth and everyone was doing great. After doing some paperwork she said that we would be transferred upstairs for them to monitor baby and mom for a better part of the day but if we wanted to go home she could arrange that. Well, absolutely we'd love to return back to the House of Love, especially with the support of our midwife just down the street, plus Keli's parents would be arriving any moment too. So about six hours after baby Benjamin was born the three of us headed to the car and were on our way home.

Back home there were moments of disbelief. We couldn't believe we had been in a hospital for a mere 12 hours and were already home but it just felt right.The first weekend together was great with some visits from other small children, family and friends. Ben has been a star and his mother the ultimate supahstah! The three of us just keep bonding, huge smiles all around as every moment was a first and will continue to be for some time. We are both thrilled. We are at peace. We are in love.

Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart,

Well this morning started smoothly enough until I realized I was five blocks down the street without the keys to the office. So now that I was running late I decided to take the Aquabus across the water into Yaletown, instead of the nice walk across the Cambie bridge.

The ocean scents drifted into my lungs and immediately placed my mind on vacation. Almost instantly my thoughts escaped to a tranquil oasis by Kalamalka lake, the Pacific Ocean or alongside the shore of Au Leuk Bay in Thailand. My body momentarily attempted to join my mind on this journey and suddenly the sounds of the workers and piledrivers whispered away, the traffic jam - gone, only the distant sound of seagulls could slightly penetrate this morning bliss. I simply imagined the three of us on hiatus from the system and taking the time and pleasure to get to know eachother well, especially the newest addition to the family. Soon my little boat came to pick me up and all I could hold on to was the scent of the ocean. That ebb and flow to life that keeps it going, keeps battling the waves in search of a shoreline only to set sail again and again for new land, a new home.

This weekend was filled with great visits from family and friends. We watched two documentaries one called What Children Want which was fantastic and another called The Lost Ancient Civilization by Graham Hancock. We painted the crib and did some more design work in the baby's room. We checked our lists and kept wondering if we had forgotten anything but we feel prepared. I think we are doing great and most of the credit must go to you sweetheart.

Since the exciting day we did the pregnancy test and confirmed our loving efforts were rewarded with a plus sign, it has been an incredible joy and honour to experience all of this with you. Your spirit, grace and loving acceptance of this part of your life's journey has been inspiring to be a part of with you. Watching your heart grow as your little belly moved around with anticipation each day, the ever present glow that radiated all around you. I am truely blessed and thankful for the last nine months of awe and I will continue to be right by your side for the next precious weeks and the many years to come.

As we get closer and closer to the special day I just want to tell you "you're amazing" just like a little six year old niece said years ago. Thank you for taking care of this miracle and I look forward to seeing your beauty, love, humour, energy, wit, intelligence, creativity and spirit in our loving child. Whoo-hoo, I'm excited.

Dear Baby

Dear Baby,

I've been thinking a lot about you over the last year but even more so the last few days. Your mom has been doing an incredible job of taking care of you inside her and making sure that only love surrounds you both. She is really happy and just looks so natural watching you move around in her tummy every day. We've taken a lot of pictures to show you when you've grown up, we even have footage of you performing ninja moves in the belly - you are very active! So that must mean you love basketball like your dad!?!!

On my way to work this morning I was thinking of writing this letter to you today. You see, I love to write and have been writing for years but lately I haven't been doing much writing. There have been many changes as you can imagine leading up to your impending birth in just a few weeks. Every time I thought about writing a new Observation I ended up just keeping it to myself. I guess most of my thoughts are about our new family and the time we are going to spend with you, thoughts that just made more sense in my head and in my heart then sharing with the rest of the world I guess. In the past I've written about things that I'm very passionate about like world politics, the environment and the arts - especially music - but I'm sure you already know that from our headphone sessions together.

Politics and the environment are always sensitive topics and since 9/11 I haven't always been the most popular person with some of my Observations. The funny thing is that right now the truth is coming out all around us. Slowly, more and more people are talking, debating, sharing their thoughts and feelings on failing US foreign policy and on how each individual can begin making changes in their own lives to help the environment. Your mom and I have faith in the spirit of humanity to do their best, to ultimately live a loving and purposeful life. But enough of the realities already -

I can't wait to hold you in my arms. I can't wait to see you in your mothers arms. I can't wait to hear you laugh and watch you smile. I can't wait until it is you giving us hugs and kisses. I can't wait until you take your first steps, throw your first ball, ski your first hill......I just can't wait! Get your little butt out here already.

We hope you have a safe journey and when you're ready I'll be right here to catch you and put you in your mothers arms. Peace little sunshine, peace.

Career, Baby & Man Of The Year

Thursday Feb.22
Its 8:20 a.m. on a Thursday morning, the skies are grey and amidst all the skyscrapers around us, it feels even darker. Things are quiet on the 7th floor here in downtown Vancouver as people continue to slowly wake up to their daily work routine. As I wait for my pile of transfer documents to land on my desk for processing I can only do what comes so natural to me – painting with words.

Here, within these paragraphs, I can release my morning thoughts, observations, dreams, and frustrations. By the end of it all I am full of insight and clarity. It’s just the way it goes – most days. Tomorrow marks the end of two weeks at this temporary gig which has been okay so far. Most nights I head back home and scour the career listings in this city, finding out about new companies and researching ideal places to contract work. Tonight I have my weekly basketball and the in-laws are coming to visit.

My wife has about 15 weeks or so to go until our baby arrives, it’ll be great to hang out with some family this weekend. Last night as I lay beside her with my hand on her belly I would follow all the strong kicks everywhere they went. Sometimes I would give a little kick back, feeling as though we had some preliminary communication going on between father and child. It’s pretty mind blowing. Something you’ll never forget, these unmatched feelings of anticipation that come with pregnancy. I can only imagine the immensity of what my wife is feeling.

The other night we watched the new Robin Williams film, Man of the Year. It was fantastic! I would highly recommend it to everyone; in fact, right now I believe it’s a great companion to the documentary Inconvenient Truth. This film has some of the best writing I’ve heard in a long time. It was reminiscent of many of the discussions I have heard among friends over the last few years, as well as from people who I wish were my friends like Jon Stewart. It almost felt like the film may have been written about Jon Stewart in some ways. I won’t tell you anymore except I think you’ll be very surprised by this film and how much it managed to say.

Final thoughts for the day.

Beats – I’m working on a new 1.5 hour mix to hopefully upload by next week. I’m loving this mix with tracks by Eamon, Fujiya and Miyagi, DJ Shadow, The Knife and other aural delicacies.

Images – Check out photographer Javier Lovera's website. I met him in Toronto through Steve Carty – who just updated his website recently too. Talented folks.





Words – Hopefully you’ve read this all. : )

Design – nothing new this week

Love – did you read it all?

Life – here we are.

Politics – Watch “Man of The Year”

Monday Feb.26
Holy mac! What a week! It's been less than a week since I wrote the above and it feels like so much has already happened. Gone is the brief time warp back into the ivory tower in the financial sector and say hello to the media & communications world again. Friday I received word of a great new gig with a great company called The Ace Film Company which started today. I'm back in class for the last course in my business program. Baby is still kicking. Lots of things happening more to come soon. "Oh happy day. Oh happy day."

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Working Sounds of Expecting Father In The Raw

Friday
Just write it. Since this new year started I have been tested constantly. Two weeks into 2007 I found out I am out of work while my wife is expecting a baby in a few months. The pressure is on to find that stable career to get this family on the right path. It’s been a month of contacting everyone in the Rolodex and applying to fifty job openings. All those opportunities have lead to two callbacks and one interview. With all the postings requesting no phone calls there hasn’t been a chance to convince anyone with my charm, wit and sincerity. So all the effort goes into the written word attempting to hold someone’s attention long enough for him or her to pick up the phone.



One of the challenges has been to keep a positive mind frame while feeling isolated in this search. So far my positive outlook continues to get me through these days but I’m definitely feeling the need to confirm some employment this week, today. In two hours I have a meeting with a new temp employment agency that I hope will get me back to work quickly.

My other challenge has been a lack of a definitive job description that I am looking for. With a degree in Political Science and years of experience under my belt in the music, financial and real estate industries, it seems that my diversity is possibly hindering my chances of securing work. I remember guidance counselors in high school emphasizing the importance of having a diverse university application that not only highlighted good marks but also demonstrated a well-rounded student. Someone involved in the community and other projects outside school. Although I still believe in what I was told I do wish that I had found something in University to focus on and specialize. At the time my strongest belief was my ability to work in the music industry and help find and develop Canadian talent. There was part of me that thought I would be in the music industry forever; I had truly found my calling, my place in this work world. Like all things in life – things changed.

Of course life has been changing so rapidly in the last ten years and many of us are finding our place, our path in this new conscious world, all of us trying to make the good decisions for the future of our families. Now one’s ‘true calling’ takes a back seat to the realities of putting food on the table and finding a new path.

So why am I writing? It’s who I am.

Saturday
It’s Saturday morning and the new temp agency passed with flying colours as they secured an assignment for the next three weeks at a financial company. It’ll take care of business for now as the career search continues. We’re serving brunch today at the house of love – time to eat.

Steaming hot coffee coats my teeth and the fireplace warms the cool morning as I open myself to this new day. The blinds are still shut on a wet and – thinking way too much of how these words hit these impulses creating something - a sentence, a phrase and hopefully a story. The words and melodies of the American band 'Of Montreal' make up the soundtrack to these morning inspirations. {Insert your own research on their bio and back up story} At this point I check the song title again, We Were Born The Mutants Again With Leafling, my favourite song from the album Hissing Fauna, Are You The Destroyer? It dawns on me, that this album could appeal to a wide cross section of listeners, of all ages…blah…blah….enough of the album review. My friend Liam went to their show the other night at Richards and Richards in Vancouver and danced like a mad man all night long.

Here I am in familiar territory inspired to write as I listen to new exotic sounds, as if though my ears had left on a tropical vacation filled with adventurous aural pleasures around every corner.Fujiya & Miyagi’sTransparent Things release continues to unravel unexpectedly with each song building itself up to a subtle crescendo then leaving you wanting more but waiting until the next track mixes in again only to take you back down the gondola – leaving you hanging in the middle of descent in anticipation of what awaits you at the top. Take the journey from Conductor 71 to the title track and witness the enticing grooves of Fujiya & Miyagi.



Mounds of pure Canadian maple syrup pour over my sweet hotcakes accompanying the deep dancing beats from the hip hop sounds of Staten Island vocalist Eamon. What a smooth and soulful voice delivering infectious songs like Elevator and Heatrise that outshine the first single How Could You Bring Him Home. A few other albums in heavy rotation here at phreeradio this week including a leaked copy of the new Arcade Fire album – Neon Bible;

The Good, The Bad & The Queen (s/t)
The Knife (Deep Cuts)
DJ Shadow (The Outsider)
LCD Soundsystem (Sound of Silver)
The Shins (Wincing the Night Away)
Malajube (Trompe-L’Oeil)
Air (Pocket Symphony)
Band of Horses (Everything All The Time)



With your beats fix taken care of for the weekend I’ll move on to some moving images to discuss. Les Stroud is the creator of the Outdoor Living Network program Survivorman, where he is left abandoned alone in a remote location with the clothes on his back and his cameras – no one and nothing else. The program has been insightful and so informative as we’ve witnessed Les survive through some of the toughest situations including the Costa Rican rainforest, the Arctic as well as the Sonora desert. Our good friend Bryan first told us about Les a few years ago when he was writing and recording music with Les.



The other night Brad called us to check out a new program Les had produced that would definitely inspire us beyond belief. The show is called Off the Grid and I highly recommend you all to see it if you can. Basically Les puts his money where his mouth is concerning the environment and our own individual footprints we are leaving all over this planet. Les and his family make the switch from modern living in the city to the new sustainable modern life in the bush fuelled by solar panels, rain harvesting systems and a zest for energy conscious living. Two one-hour episodes of the program have been produced and we’ve only seen the first one. Check it out. If that doesn’t convince you to make a few changes in your life check out the David Suzuki website as the renowned Canadian scientist and environmentalist travels across the country on the “If YOU were Prime Minister Tour’ talking to Canadians about the state of the planet. Canadians are responding in record numbers packing up all his speaking engagements and making their own video messages on what they’d do as Prime Minister. Proving yet again, it is never too late to change.

Less Stroud
David Suzuki
PCG

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peace,
chico

Live From The Pacifika Coast

I have found the last few months very difficult to write something to share here in these Observations. These days and hours leading to today have been joyous, frustrating, rewarding and pensive. As the first month of the New Year is just about over I can feel the steam streaming around me from this welcomed pressure cooker I find myself in these days.



As I eagerly anticipate the birth of my first child in less than four months I find myself in familiar territory with unfamiliar feelings. Everything changes the experts all say and I can feel it already. I cannot tire of bonding with my wife’s Buddha belly and talking to my unborn child, sharing the sounds of Sade or The Beastie Boys, early music education with headphones. This is a beautiful time for the three of us.



Today from Phreeagent headquarters, the music of Vancouver based band Pacifika lends the rhythm to these observations. Pacifika recently shot a video for the song “Me Cai” which was directed by Phreeagent Douglas Thomson. The gorgeous video has already caught the eye of MuchMusic and the band is garnering major label attention with their great songs and musicianship, led by the sultry Latin vocals of Silvana Kane. Pacifika is rounded off with Adam Popowitz and Toby Peter, two brilliant musicians. The band has already uploaded their video to You Tube and can be found at their website myspace.com/pacifika

The band’s album Asuncion is to be released early this year and you can find out more information at www.pacifikaonline.com Doug has directed a beautiful and elegant video highlighting the musicianship and passionate stage presence of Silvana. Their songs are catchy, romantic and some of the very phreshest sounds coming from Canada.

I now find myself coming full circle with this last Phreeagent announcement regarding Doug Thomson and the video for Pacifika. We moved out here to the Pacific Coast seven years ago to set up new roots in the mountain air and haven’t looked back since. It has now been a year and half since Phreeagent officially went live and now things have come to somewhat of a close.

I am writing to announce that the Phreeagent Creative Group is going through some changes. I want to thank you ALL from the depths of my soul for your support, interest and taking part in my dream to start this company of creative Canadian artists. I am both honoured and very proud of the great work the agents have done in their careers over the last couple of years. With a baby on the way and new beginnings ahead, PCG will simply be an outlet for my own creativity, and possibly one or two other partners that may stay part of the group.

My passion for the Canadian arts will continue by highlighting different artists over time, featuring new music, new articles - all the same stuff, but I no longer can attempt to promote and market this fantastic group on my own. The website will be changed in the next little while to reflect this new direction.

As I move forward in search of a new working environment to contribute my skills and passion to create and communicate, I am very thankful for the journey thus far and I anticipate a new and challenging fresh start. With my next writing course scheduled for mid February maybe the writer’s dream will find a home once again.



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