Ya OK, he's my kid... that doesn't mean he's not outrageously talented.
Although I will admit to a spot of parental bias.
I remember taking him and his gear to a gig at the Anzac club in Toronto when he was sixteen years old. What bent my mind was when my kid took the stage people stopped talking and paid attention.
The trouble with Jake is he doesn't make nearly enough effort to get his shit out there.
He should do an Anzac every week and he'd be playing Massey Hall before you know it.
But as much as I wish him every success, that's gotta be his deal.
Not mine.
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