HeyJaredThe Interlude
An interlude is the space between movements — a pause that deepens what surrounds it. Not the headline moment, but the one that lets everything breathe. A place for the stories, reflections, and what lives between the songs.
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Adult Summer Camp (opens the original)
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Summer is finally settling into a quiet moment. My Ladybird Animal Sanctuary fundraiser was canceled today due to rain, so I’m forced to stay in my PJs all day doing mundane tasks like organizing sock drawers, getting groceries and taking spontaneous naps. I’m secretly happy about this! I have finally turned down the music in my head that’s been circulating there for months. We came home off of the Whitehorse tour in June with a quick 3 day turnaround before heading out to play in Sarah McLachla
Luke: Reintegration (opens the original)
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Coming home from four months of touring was never going to be easy. This transition is notoriously fraught at the best of times and our circumstances are unique.For one, our touring experiences in 2026 were unorthodox. I jumped from Bryan Adams to Whitehorse to Sarah Mclachlan (and Melissa, the latter two) with virtually no time in between these legs to regroup, beyond the few days of scrambling to tie up loose domestic ends (fix gear, laundry, dentist, doctor, pharmacy, BE A DAD!) and cram the
Turning 40 (published in Fashion Magazine) (opens the original)
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Fashion Magazine published my words almost 7 years ago as I reflected on turning 40. Now that I inch my way closer to 50 (dare I even say it!) new ideas, thoughts and feelings take shape around the passage of time and my place in an ever shifting paradigm. But I’m not quite ready to put those particular words to paper. Here is my essay written at the tender young age of 40…On the cusp of my teenage years I found myself making a definitive mental list of things I loved and didn’t love about mysel
Luke Doucet & The White Falcon: Steel City Trawling Comic (opens the original)
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The last pre-Whitehorse record I made was a dive into corners I’d abandoned from the Veal days. It was designed to be a bit ragged and frantic, in part inspired by our recent move to Hamilton and a reintegration into a blue collar milieu, reminiscent of my Winnipeg childhood. These are working class cities with people living simpler lives than what you’d witness on the glittering high streets of Toronto or Vancouver, where I’d been living since I left Winnipeg as a teenager.I enlisted Andrew Sc
Chasing Yellow Lines… (opens the original)
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I’m barely 12 years old, squeezed into the family car at dusk as my dad slowly navigates to our perfect knoll at the drive-in movie. This is an annual tradition for us every summer up at our cottage in northern Ontario. It’s 1991 and the night’s selection is called ‘Thelma and Louise’. I won’t get into the darker themes of the movie (which I’m sure you all know), the violence (I don’t see coming), the ending (I really don’t see that coming!), or the way I feel when Brad Pitt, then an unknown act
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