THE SHORT GOOD FRIDAY

One of my favorite memories of Good Friday was about five or six years ago. It was a March Easter, like this year. We got booked into a Railway club show with Roadbed (I wonder if the club was really aware, when they booked the show, that the Thursday in question was in fact the kickoff to a long weekend?).

It was a packed house; people lining up down the stairs to get in. The show was superb for both bands. It was a very late night...or rather early morning.

I remember waking on Good Friday around 3pm. Interior Design was doing something at a coffee shop downtown near Granville and Hastings. I groggily headed down; the streets were peaceful. I sat with a coffee at about 4pm, listening to IT's exhilarating, soothing melodies.