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The accordionist believed for years that exhaustion was simply part of musicianship. Late-night polka gigs. Weddings where drunk uncles demanded encores. Endless driving across Ontario with coffee as both fuel […]

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Touring had trained her badly. Late-night diners after shows. Gas station sandwiches at midnight. Hotel loneliness disguised as dessert. Years earlier the body absorbed these decisions with cheerful youth. Now […]

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the child ahead of you walkingthrough a season you can no longer enter. The light belongs to them now. The way older musicianslisten to young players discovering intervals,The miracle of […]

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Morning again.Another appointment with repetition.Scales waiting on the piano like bureaucrats from the Ministry of Discipline. The yoga mat unrolled on the floor, evidence from a crime scene involving optimism. […]

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When JT finally arrived, the atmosphere shifted immediately from low-budget art experiment to federal dream sequence. Assistants materialized carrying coconut-milk lattes and dense clipboards. JT entered wearing a winter coat […]

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Sabrina visited Nordic, her old teacher, on a rainy afternoon in October, driving two hours through grey farmland while rehearsing memories instead of scales. In her mind Nordic still existed […]

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By the time they reached Vancouver, merch tables could suddenly outperform years of carefully engineered artistic labor. Then came the idea for the video. Not a normal music video. Neither […]

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A month later, Clara and Marcello found themselves sharing a bill in Thunder Bay at a venue shaped psychologically like a bowling alley The green room contained a framed photograph […]

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At the show at Hugh’s Room I met Moses Znaimer and he offered me a show at the Zoomer Radio theatre studio sometime. I thought that pretty cool! I actually […]

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At first he thought the drinking just enlarged existing traits. His partner had always been suspicious of institutions, drawn toward grand theories about power and hypocrisy. In the early years […]