Last Stop to Saskatoon is a stream of consciousness work full of nihilistic abandon. You’re journeying to a bygone time full of heavy riffs, cheap beer and cigarette smoke while simultaneously being furious that the spirit of reckless abandon is just no longer possible given our current circumstances. It’s a world apart – both past and present, angry and sardonic; laughing to keep from crying. Memories are muddled up with modernity. I’ve shared some street corners with Tony – I’ve sat in these bars and seen these city dwellers.
we are still treading water in a sewerTony Nesca, Last Stop to Saskatoon
Meandering through this book is definitely a trip worth taking. Featuring just two poems, I cant imagine a better description of Winnipeg (my home town), the way its energy couples with ennui to create the kind of angst you only get in a prairie town.