Across Canada Tour With William Prince & Boy Golden

William Prince Photographed by Joey Senft

March feels a little hard to explain , like it went by too fast, but also like it stretched out in its own way.

I spent the month on the road with William Prince and Boy Golden, shooting photo and video across Canada. Living on a bus, chasing shows, running on late nights and early mornings , the usual kind of chaos. But this one felt different. There was this quiet thread running through it all that kept bringing me back to the same thought.

Further from the Country.

Not just the album, but the feeling of it.

Every day we were moving , physically, creatively, mentally , a little further. New cities, new rooms, new people. Watching the country pass by through a bus window, from open prairies to packed downtown streets, it felt like we were constantly in between places. Not fully anywhere, but somehow still grounded in it.

The work was nonstop. Load in, shoot, dump footage, repeat. Always looking for something real to hold onto , a moment backstage, a look on stage, the way a crowd reacts when something hits. And somewhere in all of that, it kept hitting me how much I love doing this. Getting to document these moments as they happen, knowing they won’t exist the same way again, that’s the part I’m most grateful for.

VIP meet & greets became these small, meaningful pauses in the middle of everything. Slowing down just enough to see the connection between artist and fan, hearing stories, seeing what the music means to people , it grounded the whole experience in a different way.

The shows themselves were something else. Beautiful venues, full rooms, crowds that showed up fully. Standing ovations that didn’t feel routine. One of those moments that really stuck was a sold out Massey Hall with CBC recording — just standing there thinking about how far this had all come, and how special it was to witness it from where I was.

And the people — that’s really what made it.

The whole crew started to feel like family in that way that only happens on the road. Living in close quarters, sharing the highs and the exhaustion, looking out for each other without even thinking about it. There was this rhythm to it ,the pre-show routine, the build up, and always those good hugs before going on. Small thing, but it meant everything. It grounded you, brought you back, reminded you you weren’t doing it alone.

And then there were the in-between moments , the ones that don’t make a setlist but end up meaning just as much.

One of the softer moments that’s been sticking with me happened in Moncton, when we got to spend a bit of time with a dog named Kayne — a one-year-old terrier/pitbull mix with the sweetest energy. In the middle of all the movement and noise of tour, it felt like everything slowed down for a second. Just sitting with him, getting those quiet, simple moments in, it was grounding in a way that’s hard to explain. And hearing that he’s since been adopted honestly made it even more special. Knowing he’s found a home, somewhere he’s cared for and settled, feels like a really good ending to a small but meaningful part of the trip.

Montreal bagels at the perfect time. Smoked meat that lives up to everything people say. A day off in Quebec City, just walking through Old Town with nowhere to be. Tacos and a movie in Revelstoke that somehow felt like a reset. Simple things, but they carried weight.

Even the weird after parties, the kind where nothing really makes sense but you’re laughing so hard you can’t breathe, those felt like part of the story too. Like being a little unfiltered, a little removed from everything, a little further out.

Tour has a way of doing that. Pulling you out of your routine, your normal life, and placing you somewhere in between. Further from what you know, but closer to something else you didn’t realize you needed.

It’s not always easy. It’s long days, not much sleep, constant movement. But more than anything, it felt like a reminder.

That I love this.
That I’m lucky to do this.
That being able to capture it all , the big moments and the quiet ones , is something I’ll never take for granted.

Somewhere between the miles, the music, and everything in between, it really did feel like we were living inside that idea, further from the country, but somehow closer to everything that matters.