Don’t get me wrong – I love the intimacy and eye sight range of small venues, but to hear these big sounds, these intricate, and multi-faceted, these deep, soul catching Tea Party soundscapes through the larger than life sound system and spaciousness of Rogers Place…
There are some musicians who attain the title of rock god because of their unique, powerful, prodigious musical abilities. And there are those who reach rock god status because they unequivocally and irreversibly alter the world of music and or the world itself. And then there is Sarah McLachlan.
We love Blue Rodeo like we love hockey. They are quintessentially ours, and we are theirs.
Already promising to give that Hozier fest year a run for best lineup just knowing Kíla was coming, the performer list was not even close to done with me. Reading on, I saw Allison Russell and Madi Diaz in the schedule.
This show – a trifecta of Die Krupps, My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult, and Ministry – is not my normal type of show. All three are industrial rock music, some with a twist of metal, some on the goth -ier side of things. So I say to myself: “You are gonna go see your friend anyways, so here’s your chance to experience something new. Step out of your musical/ concert comfort zone. Go see your friend AND enjoy some live music. Even if you don’t know it. Especially because you don’t know it!”
This seems to be the month of Canadian 90s bands in concert and I am lovin it! This time, Econoline Crush.
Jeff without The Tea Party feels like a conversation illustrated with music than a rock concert.(And where the audience provides our side of the chat through applause, whistles, and woo hoos (and the occasional brave soul who yells out things like “Move back!!! (to Canada)). And boy, do I appreciate this conversation.
I do think it is in times like this when we have to doubly appreciate and hold on to the beauty in life, the good times, the joy.
This whole concert was the epitome of fun. A girls’ night of sequins, boas, pink, and Pink.
But seeing Hozier live on August 24 at Rogers Place for his Unreal Unearth Tour, this voice of voices rolls out in goose-bump-forming tones. (Or, as someone behind me bewilderingly exclaimed: “how can he sound like that!? What magic is this?!”) Poetry in motion.
In Search of Rock Gods 