I think there is a huge difference between the warm that comes after the cold, and a perpetually warm climate. Spending 5 months in hot, tropical locations has done nothing to dampen my joy for the present heat outside.
Spring has erupted in Montreal. The air is fresh, the senses are bombarded with lush bright green, exploding flowers, shrinking clothes, bicycles, the bubbling smells and sounds of anticipation. I feel that it’s going to be an amazing summer.
I am based here – teaching flute at the Georges-Vanier Cultural Centre, and working in the most delicious little bakery in town – Au Kouign Amann . Upcoming adventures include a plethora of summer performances in Montreal with the Mash Potangos – cafes and bars, lofts and warehouses, markets and parks, hairdressers(!) and restaurants. We are working with live dancers to create some special choreography, and a bunch of ridiculously tallented and fun Montreal-based musicians. Then it’s time to go festival-hopping across the continet to absorb as much summer and music as possible, before the long winter sets in.
