Pióro

When I arrived at Lee’s Palace just after midnight on the night of the 19th, three hours after the doors had opened, the bouncer checked my ID, but strangely no one on the inside asked me to pay cover. That’s what happens when you’re so late that you miss the whole event.
I mulled around by [...]

I’m thrilled to announce my air guitar memoir in today’s National Post. The print edition features photos from my man Scott Morgan.

For more than an hour before things got started at the El Mocambo, music heavy on guitar—like Pantera’s Respect and Weezer’s Hash Pipe—came through the speakers. Friends stood in groups and often someone would mime playing a guitar or bang his or her head to the music. These were mostly spectators, not competitors in the [...]

This just in folks: Martha behind the invisible axe. Yes, that’s right, Martha did a bit of air guitar in Oulu. Head on over to Pics for more. Dig.

Bootcamp (Link no longer active.)
First Round of Competition (Link no longer active.)
The Championships (Link no longer active.)

When I got on the bus to go to Air Guitar bootcamp, I was surprised at what I found. There were about six others on the bus with me and only one to two others had any experience playing the air guitar. But all were working on a story. Jack from the Times, who actually [...]

Those of you who have kept a journal before can commiserate with this scenario. You’ve been busy, you’ve been having fun or you just haven’t picked up a pen in a long time. Of course, the whole time you’ve been ignoring your duties as a scribe, you are finding more and more things you want [...]

Okay, Martha, Mike, Scott and I have been in this quiet little northern university town for a week, and let me tell you, it has been a huge party. From 21 to 23 August, I could make believe I was a rock star.
Here’s the long and the short of it: I was eliminated in the [...]