re: this chaos is boring me.....haha.

Hello lovers, friends, foe and fans,

the night and only in the night do i find myself thinking about the past. music has played important roles, life changing events and more in my life. as i get older i fight electronic music in some ways and embrace in others. i like loud amps and live guitars along with electronic music and stages and audiences so much. i've dedicated my life to it since i was an awkward kid 16 years old strumming out the first chords i learned Am-Em-G and looping into Am to repeat the chords.

that was when i was a homeless punk kid in vancouver, pulled off the streets by my prostitute cousin who showed me those chords and gave me that guitar and some money and a chance to prove myself. all these years later i still wonder what the hell i'm doing with my life?

anyway, ten years after i started playing the guitar and finally started touring the globe, i remember the first time i heard this track:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHSe4N1tRQU

by none other than david bowie, whom i hadn't really paid a lot of attention to at the time, i mean i heard his neo metal clamberings with "tin machine," which were cool, but weird. and before that all i could remember was "china girl," whom stevie ray vaughn played guitars on! still!

in life you don't remember a lot of things, but as you get older, for some reason a song, a photo, a video, a movie will bring you back to those moments in time to the point you remember the light in the room, the smells, what you ate, what you drank and how it all happened.

i had been traveling for years nomadically across the globe, asia, america, europe, central america and trying to obliviate a lot of memories in my life. it didn't work and after many years of wandering i came home. a lot of my old friends were dead or in jail, which inspired me getting on a jet and leaving the country in the first place. the remainder who were here, musicans or artists i contacted the old fashioned way and phoned them up and said "hey! guess who's back in towwwwnnnnn!!!!???"

i did some couch surfing until i got back on my feet and was working two jobs, dish pit in the day at kamloops' first organic grocery store and restuarant, "the zone," with my buddies rob roy and paul liddy, the first one of my favourite illustrators ever, and the second a poet who influences me to this day, both brilliant madmen who deserve their time in the lime light. the nights i ran a 12 table pool hall downtown that has sadly become the old people bar downtown, the gross sounding name "the grotto."

back in the day we had an awesome sound system and were the place to be downtown. loud music, plenty of pool, fresh java, food, beautiful staff of girls and me and an young armed forces guy who helped me run the show at night. he was my pitbull. ryan was his name and we ran the game. the couple years that place was in business were some of the best times of my life. i was young, in my mid twenties, had returned from traveling the world and running the hottest night spot in town that wasn't a bar? hello?! good times were had by all!

i used to play slayer, anything from there really, and white zombie "astro-creep 2000" album and watch the place go crazy! the front quarter of the place was a coffee shop, bistro type place, food, coffee and what not, and the last 3/4 were 12 pool tables, 2 were full sized billiards. we had an amazing sound system that we kicked it's ass every damn night with metal!!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKBhWWaI6BQ

i remember ryan would show up in army fatigues and sneak a couple bottles of good wine, and this is 20 years before it was cool to drink wine like these days, back then it was expensive as hell and everyone thought you were a poof, anyways, we'd drink them with the day staff, all gorgeous girls, play pool, and play heavy metal and watch the place go insane. when shit got out of  hand, people getting rowdy, fights and madness we'd put on leonard cohen's album "the future" and especially this song, "waiting for the miracle," or "dance me to the end of love," always chased them out, except the goth and emo kids. haha. they loved it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LXvG0SMP7tw

and the place would empty out!!! haha. which was hilarious and perfect, because i loved it and we never had a shortage of street kids wanting free time on tables so they'd clean up the place for us and we'd rock and roll all night. damn i miss those days.

i remember playing a lot of this album too! kyuss! blues from the red sun!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tq9H99J1ntQ

when the first song started, everything got quiet and every lit up a smoke and got ready to get down and heavy!!! i'd look across the massive room and everyone would be headbanging and high fiving and air guitaring on the pool cues.

damn the good old days......

i miss them.......

until next time lovers,


Horatio Cornblower, i mean, Chris Bose. hahahahahah
Ps: i saw Kyuss play live in amsterdam 2ice! as well as rob zombie in various places around the globe back in the day. ahhhh. to be young again.

re: card tricks.....

Greetings, 

friends, foe, family, winners, sinners, lovers and leavers,

i've decided to embark on a quest, to create and complete a deck 

of cards, occult based, for the hell of it. 

ever since i was a child, i remember being fascinated by all the vintage

memorabilia at one of my aunt's house. her and her husband, blair, were 

definitely strange, and their house was filled with strange books, antiques

old circus posters, old magic posters and books and one of those old

pedal pianos that you loaded with these perforated scrolls and worked the pedals

and it would play whatever song was loaded on the scroll. 

i would spend hours snooping through and reading books, hiding in the cool basement

while the scorching sun baked away everyone outside, and i knew where the hiding

spots were. harry houdini was the first magician i read about, and it went on 

from there. 

so, a lifelong journey into the art world started perhaps back then? who knows?

all i can say is i feel blessed or cursed to be on this path and perhaps a bit of both?

as leonard cohen once said, "it is a path both infinitely wide and without direction."

well said.

on another note, i'm enjoying a sober course of life more than i could have expected

and my productivity is going through the roof. i could attribute this newfound zeal

for creativity and life because i've finally got some decent music gear that i can play

decent guitars, decently loud through damn decent amplifiers. it's very cathartic. as well,

i'm playing guitar at least 2 hours a day, on top of everything else it takes to build an empire.

it feels shockingly good to wake up quite early in the morning and seize the day by the throat.

and start working on art immediately, coffee cycles, my communication cycles with people,

galleries, friends, and so forth. booking gigs, looking for new things online. being reinvigorated

and inspired. this seems to be an auspicious and suspiciously good start to a new year that ends

with the numbers 13. lucky 13 perhaps?

anyways, enjoy the first of a series of cards i'll be working on for the foreseeable future.

until next time lovers,

cb

re: leonard bukowski......

hello friends, fans, foe and lovers,

i can't believe i've never posted this link.

it's to my spoken word stuff, though i hate that term, it's lame, how about, this link is to my finished songs.

sound good? and they're free! download them! share them! burn them to discs and listen to them in the car!

good roadtrip music.

play it at night and i'll sing you to sleep.

do whatever you want.

if you make some dough, send some my way.

cheers,


chris bose.

http://soundcloud.com/chris-bose/

click on the link above for your sonic adventure!

the best comparison for the first 9 songs is music

from the bastard love child of Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits and Charles Bukowski.

weird eh?

leonard cohen is so damn cool

back in tha day!

fat, disgusting and probably quite smelly

charles bukowski

and some girl.

tom waits

and his infamous quote 

"I'd rather have a bottle in front of me

than a frontal lobotomy"

awesome.

re: dreams.....

Hello friends, fans, foe and lovers,

it's funny how sometimes dreams we have can be stolen, or we let them go, and time and destiny move onward, cold and merciless. I spent a lot of time in an Intensive Care Unit last week watching and visiting my dad, Chris Bose II. Yes, I am the Chris Bose III, sounds kind of heinous haha!? Anyway, i watched a lot of people come and go in my life, my dreams rise and fall, the world around me loosen up, and then come crashing down. The main things i want to do are see my kids, and be there, be a good dad, the dad i never had. It's tough to do, because i NEVER had a father in my life, a stable one, a sane one, a secure one, instead it was always these abusive assholes my mother brought home from the bar.

I think part of whatever the hell i'm trying to figure out, has been to get off the sauce, if not forever, at least for awhile. The clarity is great, and i find it amazing that after all these years, i'm still able to do what i want instead of what society wants. This begs another question, what the fuck am i doing? haha! As Leonard Cohen once said, "Trying to maintain a certain grace with the world around me." We are told so many things growing up, don't do this, don't do that, this is good, this is bad, blah blah blah. More often than not, the good stuff is bad for you, and the world seems more crooked the longer you live and watch it spin around and around. The rich have always been in power, and the power is benefitting them, and part of that is maintaining the law and giving us a sense of powerlessness over our own lives. It's weird, and when you are outside of that role, you watch hundreds of people marching towards some oblivious doom and just accepting it. plus, being in an ICU where people are dying often, is kinda weird, hearing them flatline, the curtains drawn around the patient, the nurses and doctor's trying to revive the patient and them calling it just like in the movies. creepy. especially the weird silence after a person leaves this world. the room becomes painfully quiet.

ugh.

We were all young once, we all had dreams, and somewhere along the line, those dreams get crushed, and only a slim minority ever make those dreams come true. The rest of the world either falls in line and tows the line, or apparently, chaos and madness will reign. I'm a little skeptical aren't you?

Well, aside from that heavy naval gazing, i've got some alarming news for you, once you go past the Rocky Mountains and head Eastward across our great and strange country, you will notice that Vancouver pays a price for about 50,000 great coffee shops. That is there are NO DECENT coffee shops past the Rocky Mountains eastward, and you must suck it up and drink Tim Horton's, which is okay, but if you like a decent americano, or a strong dark coffee, good luck with that. Not to mention, when you actually enquire about a starbucks coffee shop or whatever, people look at you like you are a homosexual alien from another planet, with tentacles and slime all over you, asking them with a slight 'lisp' about "a decent coffee around here?"

So, either bring your own ground coffee and bodum, and like a junkie, boil up some water in your room and make your own coffee away from judging eyes. Trust me, you'll be happier, and feel less like a freak for wanting a decent cup of coffee. And since I'm a teetotaler these days, that's the one guilty pleasure i allow myself, strong coffee.

I guess what I'm saying is this: Vancity, share some of your coffee shops and baristas, send forth an army of coffee soldiers across the prairies to win over the hearts and minds of amateur coffee drinkers proving to them there are more options than disgusting watered down 24 hour gas station coffee (which tastes like tepid coffee flavoured perfume should smell or taste like?) and Tim Horton's coffee. Please.

Until later lovers, enjoy some more photos from the road,


CB

my phone takes alright photos. is this a matterhorn?

Downtown Regina, Saskatchewan. 

Last time i was there i was amazed

at some of the architecture and the speed

with which they were knocking it down

for ugly glass towers. lame.

Calgary, Alberta, the needle tower in the distance

if you follow the powerlines inwards.

Hutterites and Mennonites

made into sculptures

in a Regina, Saskatchewan 

mall downtown.

of course it wasn't natives.

another huge mansion in Brandon, Manitoba

it was seriously massive.

there's this street full of them.

of course i can't remember it now.

empty abandoned gas station in Brandon, Manitoba

Faces in graffiti

Kamloops, BC

cool graffiti i thought, as i was taking photos

a lady came up and asked if i did it

and i said "No," and asked her if she thought

it was graffiti or art?

She said it was illegal 

and i said art is illegal?

that is a scary society to live in.

That shifted the conversation

i saw the light click on

and we had a great chat after that line

had been crossed.

the loops, i do love it here.

but it's a love/hate thing. 

i often wonder what the fcuk i'm doing here.

I love graffiti.

hmmmm, familiar faces on walls

across canada.

hmmmm....

well boys and girls, i hope you dig those photos and the video, i'll post more later, sorry about the heavy navel gazing, life and death experiences tend to do that to a person.

re: deck your ass with boughs of bose!

haha,

hi friends, fans, foe, lovers drinkers, sinners, saints and the like,

here are some more deck designs i'm working on. guh, plenty of things going on in coyote bose country, it's been a weird, fucked up year. i watch young coyotes and cardinals rise, i do too, but my rise is slower and a perhaps a bit more steadfast.....i dunno.

in the meantime, let me do my work, enjoy some new deck designs. i've finally written out ten songs worth of material from my demo pages on soundcloud and will work on those songs for the new year, amidst fifty other things i'm working on.

christ.

anyways, much love and see you around lovers,


cb

It wouldn't be fair to let you know what's going on, coz i barely do, and there's more fun and adventure in it if you don't know! hahah, suffice it to say i'm kicking 2012's bitch ass.

hugs,

cb

re: photos

hello friends, fans, lovers, loved ones and the like,

guh, must have been going crazy last night, hence the previous post, my apologies, every now and then, you go crazy as an artist. it just happens. too much time in the mancave as i call it, and it'll make you nuts.

anywho, here's a series of photos i took over the past month, and i'm getting down to some new art, i needed a break i guess, just wasn't compelled or driven to do new art for some reason. needed to recharge? refocus? do other things? probably.

in the meantime, hope you dig it!

cb

My art up at TRU in the Brown building, library or whatever it's called.

Hurtin' for cash, thinking of sell these books i found while on the road

the leonard cohen one is a 1978 1st Edition hardcover i found in Regina, Sask!

the Vitalogy i found somewhere and it's from 1930! 

a hilarious read!

Tom Waits hanging tree.

Deer Trail, up a crazy steep hillside! 

My Daughter.

My daughter.

Old Snag, following a deer trail I shot this photo.

Peterson Creek Bridge, just before i ducked under to document the graffiti under there!

Deep breathing can save your life apparently?!

me with four pieces of art that were in Montreal....so stoked to have them back!!!

buy them! they are for sale!

and this just cracked me up, i don't know how many times i went through this shit in relationships.

never again! click on the photo to read it! hilarious!c