Last night was our first of 3 Olympic performances here in Vancouver, and it was an amazing time.  9,000 people and plenty of exuberance.  Thanks to everyone who came out and cheered us on.  This Saturday we’ll be at Holland Park in Surrey with Said The Whale and Hey Ocean!

Hope to see ya there.

Thanks for reading, and thanks for the support.

MM

Well happy New Year anyway.  It’s the year of the tiger, so that makes it easy to decide which lucky animal will be the mascot of album 3.  Or maybe the animal theme is getting old.  Perhaps.

As we approach our recording date, with the new tunes in tow, it appears our thrice recorded effort will be less of a conclusion to some farce-ark trilogy, but rather a new story altogether, post apocalyptic, all chrome and radioactivity.  Two turn tables, one Viggo, a shopping cart, and a microphone.  Enough about all that.  We don’t want to give too much away.  But we are working on the thing.  And before long, it’ll be yet another thing out there in the world.  Gosh.  One gets to thinking about all of the things.  And if making new things is the right thing.  Adopt a thing?

A beautiful thing recently had was our Calgary show on January 22cnd.  Thanks to all those who came out and made it a sell out show.  Our biggest show in Calgary to date and the crowd was amazing, as they always are in Cow Town.

We have a few shows for the ol’ Olympics here in Vancouver in February so check out the tour page for info.  After that, the aforementioned thing.

We hope all of you are doing well out there, adjusting to 2010 with style and grace.

Thanks for reading (sorry for the delay),

Meh Meh

See full report…

They also performed Dirty Town, click here to watch.

We write from Albert Lea, Minnesota, after a long day of driving.   The tour is officially over, but the driving is not, and still to be enjoyed is the spectacular and bizarre world of American truck stops.  This is a trip we’ve done plenty before, deadheading from Toronto back to Vancouver, and you’d think it would feel less purgatorial with each tally, but it doesn’t.  All day in a van is quite the lobotomy, but at least, in our itinerant haze, we’re able to reflect on the journey just had, drawing on all the great memories.  We’re sad it’s over, but so happy it went so very well.  Once again we’d like to thank Matt Good, his wonderful band and all the crew and helping hands of the tour for being such amazing people and road partners.  It truly was an enriching experience, one we will hold fondly in our hearts forever.  Another huge thanks as well to everyone who attended these shows.  The audiences, night after night, never ceased to amaze us with their generous warmth of spirit.  We hope very much to do it again sometime.

Thanks for reading,

Mother Mother

I write only to clear up a small matter of ambiguity.

Before I start, two facts to be known:

1) We are playing shows during, and in affiliation with the 2010 Olympics in Vancouver come this February

2) We are currently on tour with Matt Good

Okay, so I recently did an interview with Toronto’s NOW magazine which was published on Thursday, December 17th.

(To read the article CLICK HERE)

The headline stated:

MOTHER MOTHER STAY DIPLOMATIC ABOUT OLYMPICS AND MATT GOOD

The title implies, should there be an implication, that an attitude of caution was exorcised when speaking about both subjects.

The implication, should there be one, is inaccurate.

In the article, I describe Mother Mother’s affiliation with the Olympics as business oriented, not politically charged, and despite any controversial opinions we may or may not have for the Games being held in Vancouver, it is seen by the band as a good opportunity, one to share our music with a broader audience.

In the article, when asked about Matt Good, I describe him as being “kind and generous” towards Mother Mother, and our association as “warm”.  The journalist describes my tone as containing “diplomatic stiffness”, which, regardless of its falsehood, would have sounded much better as “stiff diplomacy”, but that’s beside the point.

The point is that the journalist crafted the article to suggest I was playing it safe when speaking about both matters, cautious of revealing an incriminating truth, or as he put it, staying “diplomatic”.

Whether this may or may not be true in regards to The Olympics, it is my intention by writing this blog to inform whoever might be interested that this is in fact untrue with regards to Matt Good and our relationship with him.

The tour continues to be fantastic, and we are grateful to Matt Good for not only the opportunity to share our music with a broader audience, but for also being a nice guy, a great host, and a friend, one whom we’d need not speak cautiously about as there’s only good things to say.

Thanks for reading,

Ryan

Once leaving the Maritimes, we turned west for Toronto, then east for Montreal, then west again for the final stretch of Ontario shows that conclude this tour.

Now, as the lateral dance of our routing assumes one direction, being homeward, we allow ourselves to consider our landing.  This, like the wrapping up of any good trip, is bitter sweet.  Acrid, as the end of the fun is near, and saccharine, as the fun that was had, was had at all.

It is interesting, the ending of things, and when they are considered.  Once from afar, intangible, laughable, and impossible; a faint tragic romance perfuming the air of new dawn. And once again later, from just around the corner, penultimate to its final cadence; real, pressing, and still, wrought with last minute reclamations.  And maybe also from the afterward, murky and malleable, to suit one’s own image; hyperbolic.  But never while they actually occur.  Endings happen without us.  They’re found on the doorstep, in the morning paper, in the obituaries. Not so much sad, but sober.

And so things are wrapping up nicely.

We had some great shows on the East Coast, including a headlining set in Charlottetown, followed by a memorable evening in Montreal where we played The Metropolis for the first time – hopefully not the last.

We stood speechless before The National Arts Center in Ottawa, a venue so elegant, with an ambiance so transcendental, one gets the feeling of sacrilege when producing sound.  We quickly got over that, letting the muse run free.  And she did.

Thanks for reading.

Ryan