The hills come alive.

So we took the weekend off to have a little fun: an old friend of C's was in town with his band and we decided to shelve our projects for a couple of days so we could spend some time with them.

They swing through Montréal about twice a year and always stay with us, crashing on whatever accomodations we can rustle up for them. This time they lucked out: we borrowed a queen-size mattress from some neighbours and laid it out in the baby's room... definitely a step up from the couch. Usually they just blow through town -- dump their gear, play the show, stay up late with us drinking tea and shooting the breeze -- but this time they stayed a little longer and we got our visit on.

They're a good bunch of guys and we always have a fun time when they're here. Plus it's pretty cool to be on the guest list for a really, really good band. Their new record is pretty amazing and comes highly recommended.