When we last heard from Derek Janzen, he was creating kick drum heavy anthems disguised as bedroom compositions. His billowy guitars and dime stores synths invited you in, but the programmed beats inspired marching and purpose. I favorably compared his output to Cyrus’ monumental call to action (one of the few posts I’m proud to(…)

In an era of cynicism and snark, Lambke is shockingly honest and straight forward. He refuses to hide behind cliches, opting to forge a connection with the listener on equal footing. That clarity help Lambke deliver his metaphors with the impact of Thor’s hammer. Sonically, Bone Soldiers is of the moment, but lyrically, these songs(…)

* photo courtesy of Kate Robin Henderson. Remember a few months back when Shotgun Jimmers did the world a frickin’ service and covered herohill’s favorite cape wearing band? Well, last night Apollo Ghosts returned the favor. Diving deep into Jimmers catalog, the Vancouver band put an energetic, fuzzed out spin on “One Trick Pony” from(…)

There aren’t enough words in my vocabulary to define my affection for the new Eric Chenaux record, Guitar & Voice. It’s not a passionate love that will burn out suddenly and be forgotten, it’s a scar or birthmark I’ll carry forever. The back story is not shared casually over drinks, displayed on a wall or(…)

There are a few easy ways to get me to pay attention to your band, including: Feature Rose Melberg on vocals Throw in heavy doses of the singing saw Casually drop an Apollo Ghosts connection in your intro email To be fair, Vancouver’s Bleating Heart isn’t defined by any of the items on said list,(…)

Zachary Lucky sounds like man that had love break his heart and the road break his spirit. Words fall from his lips, heavy and heartfelt, and you wonder how a man so young became saddled with such weight. Lucky’s anguish is the listener’s reward. “Back in the fall”, the first single from his new Saskatchewan(…)

Marc Morrissette has seen the world as a tourist, as a foreigner. Years ago, his solo work was a collection of observations and memories from his travels, held close and shared openly like sepia toned photos. The songs were stripped down, which made complete sense considering they were born in new countries and lonely hostels.(…)

Alright, Fredericton. You and I haven’t seen eye to eye much in the past, but I’m willing to forgive and forget what with you playing host to the 2nd edition of the Shivering Songs festival. Like most fantastic festivals, Shivering Songs isn’t about Redbull tents, corporate sponsors and buzz bands that will be lucky to(…)