Three songs, eight minutes. Given those statistics, you’d probably assume It’s Alright was some sort of gritty rebirth for Olenka & The Autumn Lovers. Instead, the new 7″ showcases exactly why the Polish / Canadian chanteuse charms listeners with every note she sings. The title track swirls with Eastern European influence; strings and the smokey(…)
It’s a very dangerous time right now. Obviously, the world is a fucking mess; people are chucking body parts in the Great Lakes, classes are being reduced to the simple determiner of have or have not, the compassion (and unlimited funding) once allotted to green initiatives is now, pardon the pun, little more than a(…)
Sea Glasses is the (mostly) solo work of Garrett Mombourquette, and honestly, knowing these songs are the result of a lonely drive through some of Nova Scotia’s most scenic National parks seems fitting. Garrett’s songs are ambient rumblings; organic combinations of sound, put to tape with lo-fi production, but they are most certainly a solitary(…)
For me, the banjo isn’t an instrument built for arena anthems. It’s not constructed to craft frantic, supporting textures. It’s a quiet focal point, made for back porches and family foot stomps. It’s made to pair perfectly with the admissions of a charismatic poet. The trusted right hand for an everyman picking through the pain,(…)
This weekend, my wife and I threw a housewarming. The transition from our past fully realized, this party had more kids than drunken arguments. Our fridge wasn’t emptied; remarkably we ended the night with more booze than we started. Oh, and everyone had cleared out by 8:30PM. While that might seem unremarkable or even boring(…)
There’s a moment in a successful band’s evolution that defines the arc of their career. A song, a chord change, a verse when everything changes. For Ladyhawk, that moment is the far too brief two-minute metamorphosis, “No Can Do.” With harmonies and a hook big enough it could be found in any duffer’s bag, this(…)
Call David Silver, because we are about to switch it up. Normally, you come here for outdated references (see above) and full album explorations, but sometimes a single song is all you need. Hence, the launch of Jams. Vancouver’s retro rockers The Shilohs, are fixing to release a 7″ on Light Organ Records. The A-side,(…)
A reoccurring feature where we find a song we love, and compare it to the original demo version. It’s hard to remember Klarka Weinwurm as a delicate, spare song writer. Her debut EP, while highly enjoyable, was hushed and fragmented. There were moments – strings and pace were added, but never fully explored – that(…)
I’m not nostalgic at all. I have absolutely no interest looking back. If I fell into that Hot Tub Time Machine, I’d beg you to step on my neck until I stopped moving. My trepidation is not some carpe diem like nonsense. It’s that the regrets and the bad decisions still sting. The good, sure,(…)
Into the Beautiful Wild. The title, much like Jenn’s earlier work, conjures images of fairytale wonderment, but when audiences hear Jenn’s record, impressions will change. The new LP tells heartfelt stories, but the kind you only learn as you grow, not tucked into the covers of your childhood bed. Into the Beautiful Wild is a(…)
