The Painter

Inspiration can come from anywhere. This time from a movie I saved on PVR …


The movie is called ‘The West Wind‘. It’s the life story of Canadian artist Tom Thomson, who died under curious circumstances on Canoe Lake in Algonquin Park. The movie however, tried to unveil the tale of his life, rather than the romantic mystery of his passing.

He was a man driven by his passion – to paint. For a time he had a very promising career as a graphic designer that took him to Seattle and back to Toronto, where he lived most of his days. But he ultimately gave it all up to pursue his own art and his love of capturing timeless moments in Algonquin Park. Even odd jobs he took on wouldn’t last as he never had enough time to paint. In the end, Thomson started spending more and more time in the north, really embracing his true calling.

He drew countless sketches, painted small works and larger masterpieces. That’s what he did, every day – paint. He sold a few during his lifetime and began making a small name for himself, but nothing like the legend he is today.

His death at the age of 39 is a huge part of his legacy for sure. How he died, which is explored in the movie, is still a mystery. His story is mythical, and us Canadians have nurtured his life into a great national tale. But in the end, he was just a man living his life. A life he pursued on his terms, deciding how to live it and how to create it for himself.

I’m glad I recorded that movie (in fact I haven’t erased it …), as it can serve as a great reminder.

Now I just have to watch everything else I’ve saved (Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, The Departed, The Twilight Zone TV shows …).

Thanks for reading, see you next time.

PS — I don’t know if you’ve ever had the chance to see Tom Thomson paintings in person, but it is a surreal experience. The Jack Pine, The West Wind, Northern River (the painting I posted here) are insanely amazing. The guy was crazy talented. Here’s a link to the TT gallery in Owen Sound:

String Quartet From Whiskey Boot Hill

Another week in the life of a dreamer …


In these early stages as a working musician and a redefining life course, I have found that one has to find new criteria for ‘what to do‘ during the day. And I never thought I’d be so busy …

Music motivates me, so that’s not an issue. But how does one incorporate that motivation into something tangible?

I did research on other blogs and found that a daily routine was important. As are little goals, whether daily or weekly or monthly, that we can set out to achieve.

So I set myself up with a routine, a structure, of waking up at the same time every day and working on things I set out before me the night before. Those ‘baby’ goals could be anything from writing songs, fine tuning lyrics, recording demos, social media updates, rehearsals, recording sessions, contacting and meeting industry people (a key part of this process!), booking gigs, playing gigs!, practicing guitar or drums or piano, making a list of future goals. That doesn’t include other every day life stuff that comes into play either.

You never know, one day this work might pay off with a song being published, or a tune being picked up by another artist, or more session work, or who knows. I have found that the most important thing is to enjoy the process. Enjoy it for what it is; time in a life to enjoy the dream.

Thanks for reading and feel free to check out the website for shows in March.

Motion Pictures

Movies. A great song. A stellar album or book …


Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip? – Eminem

I love being inspired. Getting that inner-gut sensation and motivation to write a song, jot down ideas, cook a family meal, be a better husband, father, etc … that feeling to be creative. To make something that is yours and yours only. That feeling that anything in life is possible.

There are many things that inspire me including an amazing passage in a song, the sound of a choir, an uplifting moment in a movie, a walk, a long drive … it’s endless. So, with the Oscars this weekend, I’ve made a list of movies that have inspired me and extend an invitation to you to include your favourites as well;

“Rudy” – Whenever it was on TV (and it’s on a lot!) my Dad and I used to watch it and we cried like babies every time Rudy hit the field.

“It’s A Wonderful Life” – I saw it for the first time this past Christmas and I think I’ll make it a yearly tradition. Considering it’s sixty years old, it still packs a powerful message.

“Dead Poets Society” – That scene when they all stand on their desk chairs. Carpe Diem.

“The Shawshank Redemption” – Determination.

Music can be such an inspiration too. Whether picking up my guitar or listening to an amazing recording or hearing a heartfelt vocal, there are so many ways to be inspired by music. Too many favourite to list, so here’s a short list;

“God Only Knows”, The Beach Boys – Easily on this list. I love everything about this song including the heartbreaking lead vocal by Carl Wilson. I get goosebumps every time I hear it.

“Dark Side of the Moon”, Pink Floyd – In dreams albums don’t sound this good. A masterpiece that has inspired so much great music.

‘Lose Myself”, Eminem – Amazing story sung with conviction. He means it, and you can feel that. I crank it every time and feel the possibilities.


What gets to you? Is it something in nature? Your family? A movie? A book, a song or an album?

Share your thoughts and suggestions in the comments section. The conversation is yours.

Thanks for reading. See you next time.

Bad Fog of Loneliness

You know, this journey I’m taking and this blog I’m writing is a great metaphor for life itself. Things are not always positive, or inspirational for that matter. The reality is, sometimes we can get in the way of ourselves.


There are days that I doubt everything. Doubt my decision to leave that job behind. Question my talents. Fear for the future. Watch my money shrink away! (my next blog will focus on money$$)

But I truly believe that all of us have our own share of fears. Don’t you? Doubts can crop up on the best of days and bouts of questioning can send me into a tizzy of disbelief. I’ve realized over the years, that it’s okay to be fearful, doubtful and questioning. It makes us human. The fact is battling through with belief in our own intuition and more importantly, belief in ourselves, is the only way to get through it. It’s not always easy, but it does work.

I love this quote from Alan Alda. It inspires to not take things too seriously, especially ourselves.

“Laugh at yourself, but don’t ever aim your doubt at yourself. Be bold. When you embark for strange places, don’t leave any of yourself safely on shore. Have the nerve to go into unexplored territory.”

Enjoy your moments.

Thanks for reading.

This Note’s For You

Well my new album has been released this week. Have to say it’s pretty bloody rewarding getting it out there.


I started the recording sessions three years ago this month at Trent River Studios, just outside of Havelock, Ontario. I went in with four or five songs, a batch of lyrics, a boatful of ideas and a heart full of sadness. I mean my life was not at it’s greatest stage – my folks just passed away, I was going through a break-up and I couldn’t go one weekend without getting drunk and stoned until I couldn’t walk.

You know, booze and dope have a funny way of catching up to you sometimes. I had always liked a good party, and usually got somewhat tipsy every weekend since I was in my early twenties. But I took it to a new level this time around — a case and a half of beer, 2 bottles of wine, a bag of weed and a pile of coke was my weekend intake. I’d start Friday afternoon, wouldn’t stop until Sunday and then I’d go to work. Then I’d start up again the next Friday (sometimes Wednesday or Thursday). Then again. Again. I told myself I could stop. But I never did. Four years later I realized I was numbing some serious pain.

That period in my life seems like a dream now – my dad dying suddenly, my mom suffering through cancer after my dad’s passing, my eventual break-up, the drugs and booze. Even at the time it was happening, it all seemed surreal. I needed catharsis through it (other than the drugs), and so I relied on what I’ve always leaned on …music.

I have always been a creative person, and this void in my life was fueling a new creativity I had never been able to tap into. In the end I’m grateful for going through the tough stuff as I wrote TONS of songs, began to believe in myself as a songwriter and ended up with this record. I know it won’t be for everyone, and as with most creative projects there are things on the album I would change. But, it was a process I had to see through from start until finish, and I’m very proud of the results.

I quit the booze and the drugs two years ago. It took it’s toll on my body (I still have lingering digestive problems) and I still have cravings. But I’m glad to have had those experiences as I’m more grateful for the things I have, more aware of others, hopefully a better songwriter and an even better person. So with the release of the album this week, it feels like a circle has been completed and I can put a lock on that part of my life. But, I’ll never throw away the key because it’s good to peer into that time to realize what I have now.

Thanks for reading. See you next time.

You can check out the lyrics for the album right here

Dreamin’ Man

Have you ever wanted to get out of bed each day and do exactly what you wanted to do? When motivation is linked to your passion in life? Write a book? Take cooking classes? Study economics? Work as a musician?

It’s been one month after leaving my radio career to pursue a lifelong dream of songwriting and making music. And what a motivating month it has been …

I’ve done more to invest in myself the past thirty days than in the past 2 years! I’ve made industry contacts, met with musicians, played gigs, booked gigs, been in the studio recording a new album, booked future recording sessions, been hired as a session player, rehearsals, updated social media, written press releases, written MORE songs and recorded MORE demos! It’s been busy, but time well spent.

Have I made any money? Nope. But right now that’s okay as I knew I wouldn’t be making any anyways. I’m planting seeds for a future and making plans for the present.

Honestly, making this life decision has been a swift kick in the pants. There is nothing more motivating than knowing this is the new path you’ve chosen (especially at 45 years old!!). It’s been a very moving experience and has charged my soul to plow ahead.


I often think about the future during this process. Will I be successful? How will things turn out? But I always come back to what my wife recently told me : that success is in the doing. By simply writing that book, or taking that cooking class or studying economics or being a musician, you’re already a success.

Who knows what the future holds? Who knows where we’ll all be in one year, one month or even tomorrow? So, let’s enjoy today and be motivated to be what we want.

Thanks for reading. See you next time.

Walk On

Ever have a dream to do something with your life? To pursue a passion? To fulfill a lifelong fantasy?

Ever have doubts about it? Afraid of the unknown? Fear of giving up your established life as you know it? Scared of what people might say?


This is the first post on my blog Expecting to Fly, where I will chronicle my journey into pursuing a lifelong dream. It was a choice I made, a choice we all can make. Choices that will create the life we want. After all, it is your life to create.

My name is Craig Robertson. I am 45 years old. I live in Toronto. I have a house, a great marriage, many friends and a loving family. I live in a nice neighbourhood, with parks and walking trails and all the amenities you could need at your fingertips. Like most of us, I have bills to pay, a mortgage to worry about, groceries to buy, a car to pay for and home repairs to save up for.

I also had great job – a successful radio morning host broadcasting to the Greater Toronto Area. I got up in the morning, spun some great music, had a few laughs. I got to meet many famous musicians, interviewed hundreds of celebrities, got free concert tickets, free this, free that.

Yet, I wasn’t fulfilled. I always knew something was missing. Something that had lingered in the back of my mind for years.

So, I finally did something about it.

In early December, 2012 I quit my job. It took a lot of thought and debate and worry and conversation and fear and doubt and decision to do it. It wasn’t a ‘snap’ call. I thought about it the better part of twenty years. And when the time came to actually do it, I was scared senseless.

There are so many things to ponder – giving up an established career, a gap in your resume, the unknown of well, the unknown, and of course money. But a good friend told me “you’ll always find a way, things will work themselves out”. I guess I’ll find out.

You see, my lifelong dream was to pursue a songwriting career. I’d been writing songs since I was 13 years old and the dream to write songs professionally never left me. The dream was there in my twenties when I was going to radio school. The dream was alive in my thirties when I was fast-tracking my radio career. The dream was still there in my forties when I was established in a radio career. The dream never died. And I surely didn’t want it to die with me.


So here I am writing the first post on my blog called Expecting to Fly, my leap into a new life path. I hope it will inspire and shed some light. I hope you enjoy the journey.