
Get Braids drummer Austin Tufts going on about the sound of Flourish//Perish and you'll struggle to stop him: "beautiful" and "intimate" cro...
Get Braids drummer Austin Tufts going on about the sound of Flourish//Perish and you'll struggle to stop him: "beautiful" and "intimate" cro...
Julia Holter's third LP (following 2011's Tragedy, which was based on the Ancient Greek play Hippolytus, and the timeless Ekstasis) finds it...
There's something nobody tells you about Raphaelle Standell-Preston: she loves to disagree. During our chat, the Bambi-eyed singer disagrees...
If second-album syndrome saddles many an aspiring indie band with self-conscious tunes, half-baked concepts and uninvited orchestral flouris...
Something is up with Sean Nicholas Savage. While undoubtedly the most underrated artist to grace the roster of Montreal's Arbutus Records (p...
Julia Holter and her four-piece band stand motionless, gazing profoundly at each other's instruments. It is unclear whether they're awaiting...
"This song," intones Alisdair Roberts, gravely, "is about the Highland Clearances. In the 19th century, many people were driven off their la...
"Yeah, hey, do you mind calling back in five minutes? I'm just picking up a bagel." So begins our chat with Daughn Gibson, a giant of a man...
Blue-collar crooner Daughn Gibson, recently plucked by Sub Pop from the trucker industry, released Me Moan this week. Bleakly majestic, his...
The second album from Daughn Gibson, Pennsylvania's finest sampler-savvy folk songwriter, is a curious thing. Surrounding his bruised workma...
On July 4, a day of mass Canadian indifference, it's hardly surprising that the Silver Dollar is sparsely populated. A shame, as Weaves are...
If it seems natural to the rest of us, Fucked Up's status as the Horseshoe's Saturday night draw is at least significant for Pink Eyes, aka...
Messing about is not a top priority for Danish punks Iceage. During soundcheck, singer Elias Bender Rønnenfelt forewarned photographers to s...
Billed alongside Iceage and Fucked Up, Vancouver four-piece White Lung seemed in their element at the Horseshoe, establishing themselves as...
Headlining a full-capacity Horseshoe Tavern, Yoni Wolf and Why? proved as intriguing and frustrating live as on record. Possessed of a vast,...
With the patronage of such indie institutions as the National and Lou Reed, it's baffling that Buke & Gase remain one of our era's more unde...
Raph Standell-Preston began her second set of the night (check our Braids review here) by requesting that the audience don their dancing sho...
Montreal's most mysterious and cultish singer-songwriter, Sean Nicholas Savage trades in mortal angst. Nothing if not emotionally naked, he...
Shorn of keyboardist Katie Lee, Braids 2.0 are at first indistinguishable from singer Raph Standell-Preston's esteemed Blue Hawaii project....
The most compelling rock music generally concerns the loud'n'fast pursuit of some childhood notion of perfection. It's something Moon King u...