The news that an album is being conceived, the bare mention of a far-off twinkle in someone’s eye, is rarely the sort of thing to get excited about. Lots of albums have been conceived. I make a habit of conceiving three albums before breakfast. It doesn’t necessarily mean that any of them ever come to fruition, let alone guarantee they are any good. Any sense of excitement usually comes far later in the process.
The East Coast is currently flush with punk bands. We’re reliving the glory days of the early 2000s, at least sonically if not the full on lifestyle, fortunately we’ve swapped out Colt 45 for a tasteful collection of craft beer. Punk Rock may yet prove eternal, but we’re still hoping to improve ourselves with age. Here’s an introduction to the best punks of the East Coast. Continue reading The East Coast Punk Bands You Need To Hear→
Music is, by-and-large, one of the most accessible art forms out there. Even someone who isn’t particularly interested in the arts could be handed a ticket to a music festival and absorb it blissfully like we do with the radio every day.
We get asked one question more than any other, “Can I bring my kids to this festival?” Specifically to Folly Fest. We get it. You’re not dead yet, you’re just trying to retain something vaguely reminiscent of your former social lives in this post-apocalyptic world you call ‘parenthood’.
It’s one in the morning as I sit on what feels like the end of the earth. In reality, I’m looking out into the vastness of the Bay of Fundy from Tin Can Beach in Saint John, New Brunswick; the divorced Father of Confederation. The smell of sulfur and sea salt give the city its charm and, when coupled with it’s rich history, it makes Saint John a truly unique place to live. Music created here is just as distinct as the city itself, and has struck a chord with the teenagers who call this place home. Unfortunately, the vast majority of performances often occur in nineteen plus establishment – licensed bars and restaurants which make it difficult for youth to see live music. There is an alternative though: Saint John’s all ages music scene. While it has never been perfect, it means the world to the young bands grinding to get their voices heard, and those who crave the thrill of seeing adolescent chaos unfold before their eyes. Continue reading Pity City: Saint John’s All Ages Boom and Bust→
