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#MusicMonday: Roxette

I’ve started posting a new live video every Monday and calling it, wait for it…#musicmondays. I could probably stand to give it a better title. Your thoughts and ideas are of course always welcome (just hit me up in the comments below).

Last week I was in a bar for a pretty hilarious speed dating-esque event. The deal was every table was numbered very clearly and there was a rotating clothes line going through the bar that you could pin notes to send messages to other tables. My friend and I sat there sending and not receiving all night until finally the moment we were on our way out we received one which said,

“you, in my kitchen, no clothes on, washing my utensils, no glasses”

The tragic part was we were both wearing glasses and had no idea who the message was meant for. The sender had also not included their table so we called it a night.  This is all to say that amongst the plethora of cheesy and nauseating love songs on the playlist that night this classic Roxette jam came on and I had to take note for future use.

If you like it, please spread it around. #sharethelove #musicmondays


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REGAL Music Video “Orbit”

You may not know that along with my project “Folk Road Show” that leaves on tour of Canada next week, I also play in an ambient electro rock group called REGAL. A couple months ago a young film maker from Victoria contacted me with interest in collaborating on a music video together. I told him that as much as I loved making music videos and art in general I just didn’t have the funding at the moment to justify investing in a music video. When I checked my emails later that day, however, I noticed that Telus Storyhive was doing a grant program that would support small town BC and Alberta projects. The young film maker, Mike Morash, was from Victoria and made us eligible to apply for the program.

Fast forward to this week and I can present to you REGAL’s first official music video for our track “Orbit”. I hope you enjoy,


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Where I Come From

Last week Daniel Chen posted this beautiful video of Vancouver caught in time-lapse photography. I am lucky enough to have my new track “Our Last Song” as the soundtrack to this stunning video.

When the video came out I was reminded of how gorgeous the city I’ve called home for the last 10 years is. This last weekend I returned to the Shuswap and visited some of my old haunts including my home town, Salmon Arm and was overcome with how beautiful it is in the summer and how lucky I’ve been to have lived in such glorious environments. Excuse my sappiness, but I had to proclaim it.

I also find myself wondering if that’s just how it is for most people and their home town. Is the feeling that there is no place like home a universal sensation? Or have I really had the luxury of living in the most beautiful place in the world my whole life?



Amber Ortolano – Surreal Photographer

Photo by Amber Ortolano Design by Eli Horn

Since I’ve been asked a lot about where the picture on the cover of “If Baby Could Walk” came from, I figured I should introduce you to the two amazing artists who put it together.

In the early stages of meeting up with Eli Horn, the artist I’d hired to design the cover art, he brought a hefty selection of photos and paintings that he told me to merely respond to. If I liked it, if I didn’t, what I liked about it etc. As I was going through the samples one particular photo caught me off guard and spoke volumes to me. There was something about the dreamlike figure that made the photo seem as if someone had managed to take the picture of a ghost in the mid 19th Century. I wasn’t quite sure what I was looking for up until this moment, but when I saw the photo I felt as if this was what I’d been searching for all along.

Luckily for me, Eli had been in contact with Amber before and she was willing to let us commission her for her photography.

Amber’s work is simply astonishing. The images she manages to create with a camera are some of the best things I’ve ever seen. I highly recommend you check out more of Amber Ortolano’s work at either her blog or her flickr. The girl is a phenom and definitely an artist to watch.

Photo by Amber Ortolano


A surprise on my drive to work

While driving to work last week I had one of the coolest moments of my musical career. I was listening to the Peak 100.5 fm when their segment my-Tunes came on. My tunes is their phone in request segment. Since the Peak had added “Haunted by Love to the rotation, I thought for a brief moment that I should call in and request it myself. I quickly decided that it was a bad idea for two reasons. a. I was driving and operating a phone probably wouldn’t be the safest idea, and b. they might recognize my voice and embarrass me.

Two seconds later I hear a caller phone in and say “Can I hear Haunted by Love by…Dom..enic Fry..cot”. I was beside myself in shock. Somebody had actually called in to request my song, and, judging by their pronunciation of my name, I couldn’t have possibly put them up to it. (Unless of course a friend of mine had thought up this tactic, which is an excellent tactic I must add). To top it off the Peak DJ answered by saying that “Haunted by Love is probably our most requested song right now”!!

I have to send a big thank you out to everyone at the Peak 100.5 fm for playing the single. I also have to thank everyone who has been calling in and getting it played. A month ago I sent out a request for people to let the Peak know that you wanted to hear “Haunted by Love” and you did exactly that.

So thank you. Thanks a whole bunch, guys.


Canucks Commitment-A-Phobe

I know it’s been almost 20 years, but I just can’t get over 1994. During the Stanley Cup finals that year my grade 5 class went on a camping trip. Stuck in the middle of nowhere, we had to listen to the games on the radio. As the final seconds counted down, three of my classmates exploded in celebration as the New York Rangers took game 7 from the Canucks and won the Cup. They weren’t Rangers fans, they were just big Gretztky fans who cheered only to cheer against the Canucks. Furious, I decided to start my own riot that day on the street hockey court. I took about 25 slap shots as hard as I could and the trauma clouds my memory, but I believe I may have even thrown my stick.

The Canucks had it all that year: Bure, Linden, Cliff Ronning, the Russian Rocket, Kirk Maclean in goal, Pavel Bure, Patt Quinn on the bench, oh, and did I mention Pavel Bure? Yeah, ok, I was a huge Bure fan. So much so that I even taught myself to shoot left instead of right because, well, he shot left. I trained myself chasing a tennis ball around my living room with an upside down baseball bat. I’d recreate Bure goals; deeking out an imaginary goal tender and firing the puck (a tennis ball) into the goal (my couch). (And my mother said I never had much of an imagination) Years later, convinced that I’d have a better slap shot if I shot right, my father tried to coach me back. It was too late. I had been forever altered.

I’m sorry to say it, but since that year, I’ve never been able to truly get back into the Canucks. Or any sporting event for that matter. I tried to return to fandom the following couple seasons, but the fervor didn’t boil within me any longer. My friends tell me that I’m just putting up walls because I don’t want to get hurt again, and they’re probably right, but I have my reasons. I can get emotionally entrenched in a sporting event within moments. One minute I have no idea what teams are playing and the next I’m either cheering uncontrollably or biting my nails with anxiety. Yesterday, for example, I walked in on the highlights from the other night’s 3-1 Canuck’s win against the Kings and I swear my heart nearly skipped a beat when Schneider saved that penalty shot. The devil on my shoulder urging “take them back, it’ll be different this time” and the angel on the other side reasoning “they can’t be trusted, remember what happened last time!?”

The emotional risks are just so high, my friends. I have a weak heart for sports and I just don’t know if I’m ready to commit just yet.

But by george if Kesler and those Sedins come out blazing Sunday morning there’s no saying where my heart will go.