Seemingly simple acoustic songs remind us of the past. When done poorly, the results are dated and disposable. Confessions thrown into the wind only to fall to the side of the road like discarded trash. There are only so many chords and so many voices. Only so many beautiful faces that can launch new fleets.(…)
Watching this video first thing this AM was great for a couple reasons, firstly, there’s something about so relaxing and reassuring about Moka’s whole aura that when I watch any one of his more recent videos, I instantly feel better about the state of hip hop. And second, it reminded me of how much I(…)
Snow. Rain. Gale Force Winds. Slush. None of these things are sexy. Now this new video from The Extremities and Kaleb Simmonds, now that is sexy. It’s perfect viewing to take you sexily into your weekend. And you can also forget the Weeknd, this is the kind of Canadian R&B I can get behind. Immaculately(…)
I know nothing about Boxed Wine except that I enjoy their name much than I should and they are from New Jersey (about which they say “It’s not as bad of a place as you think”). In general the notion of boxed wine seems to be one of those jokes I find way funnier than(…)
“But there’s so much good hip hop in Canada, why do people listen to this horseshit?!?!” – Me, whining about people who listen to bad rap music. So yeah, of course no one cares what I think, but it’s not as if I’ve been just saying that without giving you alternatives. Case in point, Pigeon(…)
In most cases, hearing an artist covering an Uncle Tupelo joint is a depressing event. For Ottawa’s Chris Page, the heartfelt nod to the influential band is as much a mantra as a tribute. The cover has existed in some form or another for years; a treat for fans of the seasoned vet as well(…)
I must admit I’m not familiar with The Procussions actual music. I’ve heard the name mentioned plenty of times, usually in fairly reverential terms by underground hip hop enthusiasts. I’ve also heard a number of songs from 1/2 of the group, Mr J. Medeiros (even reviewing him back in aught-seven) and I’m vaguely familiar with(…)
Yes, we posted this great song from hill-faves The Strumbellas last year, when the Ack said these nice things about it “The Sheriff surges forward, benefiting from strings, piano, kick drum breakdowns, spot on harmonies and a well executed crescendo.” Those are indeed very nice things, which I cannot improve on, but we’re posting it(…)
Cold Water sung songs of an unforgiving home. Fractured melodies, Stebner’s songs were as cold as the chains that kept us from leaving. The attachment, the nostalgia; the past usually wins out and keeps us stagnate. This time around, Cold Water is bigger and warmer. They call themselves country, but the sound is not nudie(…)
Happy family day and/or President’s Day to you! There’s no holiday here in Halifax, and despite a mild snowstorm that cancelled schools, I am on my grind (aka working! In an office! BALLLIN’). What’s getting me through another Monday you ask? Well it’s EYE, a delightful fuzzbomb of a record from Victoria, BC’s Babysitter. I’ve(…)
