I’m persistent. I tried for over a week to score tickets to Jim Cuddy’s Intimate & Interactive CD Release Party, to no avail. I figured I hadn’t shined my horseshoe quite well enough, and consoled myself with the fact my pre-ordered copy of his new album would arrive in my excited little hands by the release date and moved on.
Or, I moved on until a friend informed me that Jim would be filming for CTV down the road from me in Westboro. Westboro? DOWN THE ROAD??! I started planning my kids’ lunches the night before to make sure I could be out the door in time to get a glimpse and maybe a photo. I’ve been a Blue Rodeo, nay, Jim Cuddy fan for 20 years. I loved his music in secret in high school when admitting a passion for steel guitar and twang would have made me a figure of ridicule far beyond admitting I love Brit Pop. The idea of being within 20m of my favorite musician rather blew my mind — no way was I missing this!
Throwing the lunches together that morning was, in hindsight, a little hilarious as I had a mini-meltdown when the boys decided they didn’t want wraps anymore (out of the blue). “Don’t you DARE complain about your lunches! If I’m late because of this and miss seeing Jim Cuddy, so help me hell fire will rain down in this house!”
I made it there with time to spare, though, and was surprised to see how few people turned up. I scored a CTV mug (which the boys’ found the most exciting part of the whole day :p), and basically stalked Jim around the field for an hour. Before I left my house, I’d grabbed my copy of his new CD, so I was stunned when I had the chance to get it signed. More stunned with the chance to have my picture taken with him! I was totally unprepared for that.
You can almost see what I’m thinking: “Jim. Is. TOUCHING. Me. Dude. Umm.. DUDE. JIM. IS. TOUCHING! ME!!” Not one of my best moments..
Aside: Do you realize I have a category on my blog called “Unrequited Lust For Jim“? Yeah. I do. And I’m not ashamed of it. I even snapped a rear view for a co-worker.. you know, ’cause I’m thoughtful like that!
The cherry on the top of my morning was scoring a pair of tickets to his release party. Intimate! Interactive! JIM!! w00t!
The obvious choice for my date was my BFF, Heather. We have a mutual Jim thing. Seriously. It predates my marriage, and I’ve been hitched 15yrs this Fall. We’re totally going steady when it involves Mr. Cuddy.
Of course, she wasn’t home. So I Facebooked her. I phoned her. I tried contacting her in every way I knew how short of smoke signals and Morse Code and, in the end, she only found by accident as she had someone else’s phone with her. We made plans, we discussed logistics, we debated clothing choices.
The Release Party itself was a lot of fun. I had no idea Jim Cuddy was as funny as he is. He played tunes from his new album, he answered questions from fans, he signed autographs, he discussed the irony of being a sex god in his mid-50′s, he got mobbed by a sea of middle-aged women — it was a good time!
I had the chance to make up for my photo FAIL earlier in the day:
Heather and I got another picture to add to our collection of Cuddy Dates:
I tell you, it’s going to be hard to top this one, but did I mention he’s playing in Ottawa at the NAC right before my birthday next year? *hinthint* Here’s hoping my husband actually reads my blog sometimes..