Doctor Blind Emily Haines
The lack of light, hollow sea,
Poison beaches, limousines
Toothless dentists, cops that kill
My baby’s got the lonesome lows
Don’t just go away overnight
Dr. Blind just prescribe the blue ones
If the dizzying highs don’t subside overnight
Dr. Blind just prescribe the red one
Da, da, da, da, da…
Hard to hold, cold to touch
Fall to pieces, treat the rush in hindsight
Prime-time’s gone
All your pain will end here
Let the doctor soothe your brain, dear
My baby’s got the lonesome lows
Don’t quite go away overnight
Dr. Blind just prescribe the blue ones
If the dizzying highs don’t subside overnight
Dr. Blind just prescribe the red one
Da, da, da, da, da…
Emily Haines is the lead singer of the Canadian band Metric.
She is also a part-time member of Broken Social Scene. She has contributed backing vocals to albums by other Broken Social Scene alumni, such as solo albums by Jason Collett.
Emily is a daughter of Canadian poet Paul Haines and sister of Canadian television journalist Avery Haines. She was born in New Delhi, India, and raised in Canada. After settling in Peterborough, Ontario at the age of 3, she grew up in a milieu rich with experimental art and musical expression. Paul would often make cassettes of rare and eclectic music for his daughter to listen to and her early influences included Carla Bley, Robert Wyatt, and later PJ Harvey. By her teens she followed her parents’ footsteps by attending the Etobicoke School of the Arts. There she met Amy Millan and Kevin Drew, with whom she would later collaborate in songs for Broken Social Scene and Stars.
Haines and Millan briefly formed their first band around 1990 while at Etobicoke, and with songs later written and recorded while at the University of British Columbia in Vancouver in 1992-1993, at Toronto in 1995, and at Concordia University in Montreal in 1995-1996, Haines distributed in 1996 an early effort with a limited number of copies.
Haines has also ventured out into a small solo career, releasing two albums, Cut In Half and Also Double and the anticipated Knives Don’t Have Your Back (to be released in September, although it has been quietly leaked to the internet within the last week) while occasionally playing a limited amount of shows with Amy Millan as the opener. Haines’ act consisted of just herself (blindfolded), and a piano. There are numerous leaks of some of the shows hovering around the internet. Her band Metric’s most recently released album is entitled Live It Out.
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“this one is for the cute short one”
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6:52pm:
evan called me and we decided to meet in the design lab.
6:57pm:
janelle sms: “i’m gonna eat and then head over”
8:51pm:
janelle met me right outside the design lab and she was being followed by 2 indie rock boys but she didn’t have a clue. the 2 boys pretended to use the bathroom then walked back in the hall to stare at her. she had no idea.
9:20pm:
evan finished making the VIP laminents we concocted that would later prove to be the secret handshake.
9:45pm:
we arrived 15 minutes too early so i walked evan, nicole, and janelle through all the excrement and crackbreath 6th street had to offer. we headed over to Natoma alley and i gave them a partial tour of Bindlestiff Studio, the South of Market hub of the filipino-american pan-national underground art scene, and the hanging furniture above the most wicked graffiti art 6th street had to offer.
10:15pm:
secret handshake, an escort security, a private staging area, all clearances, and three more drink tickets.
11:30pm:
press record.
12:35am:
THE MOST FUCKING AWESOME EXCLUSIVE BACKSTAGE INTERVIEW WITH PERSEPHONE’S BEES WHO JUST BLEW THE CROWD AWAY WITH THE MOST WICKED PERFORMANCE SET SINCE THE WHO!
12: 45am:
i closed the door and took off the ‘e’ logo mic box from the mic and interviewed angelina of PB for my upcoming documentary…which she magically elevated to a whole new level.
1:05am:
rum and coke…as in cola. pow wow at the back. we stepped up…i stepped down.
1:35am:
a fine young lady motioned me to come over and it was so unbelievable that i almost missed her hand signal. i thought it must be for the hot doods(?) behind me. then she rolled her eyes, looked at me like ‘yes you hot stuff!’, pointed at me, then herself, and motioned me to come over again. i was confused.
she wanted to sell me her jager shot because she bought one too many. she asked for $20(!?). i thought she meant a blowjob! =D turns out her bf ditched her for flirting with the drummer of Ima Robot, who came right after she explained. so i drank the shot then hopped away. =D
2:10am:
the same girl was talking to angelina as she was signing her cd. i walked up to say, ‘thank you’ and whisper to angelina what the questions meant. we had a bonding moment. i felt the jager shot girl stick something in my back pocket.
3:30am:
‘no, i’m not gay…just stylish. i really really love vagina. really. meet my boyfriend, evan! hehe…’
4:20am:
xxx…..ooo…..xxxxx…..ooooo……xoxo…zzzzzzz……..zzzzzzz……….zzzzzzzz.
