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The Sins And Redemption of David R. Elliott

Since time immemorial there have stood two pillars which one must stand astride to ascend to the Kingdom of Rock; two blazing fires to be grasped and consumed by, only to rise again as a phoenix. To suffer and endure. What doesn’t kill you only gives you something to sing about later. David R. Elliott’s album ‘Sunshine’, released earlier this summer, is a  testament to the experience; his song-writing process has been a battle with those twin paradigms of Rock: a lifestyle fuelled by drugs and alcohol, and, as he puts it, “Girls. Most of it is about girls.” Continue reading The Sins And Redemption of David R. Elliott

Happy Birthday Messtival, Hope It’s Your Last

It’s not every day that you get to attend a friend’s wedding, let alone an impromptu topless ceremony in the midst of a music festival. But if you’re going to make a career of touring around festivals full time it’s bound to start happening, at least on the weekends. Festivals, by their nature, are designated drop-off points for inhibitions, and given the opportunity your garden-variety 9-5er will happily wade into the deep end of the pool, once they’ve found a taste for it; abandoning their social mores, and often their clothes along the way. For the veterans, it’s championing the perpetual weekend, and proudly rallying around the freak flag, and Messtival, in Anagance, New Brunswick, is their Iwo Jima. Continue reading Happy Birthday Messtival, Hope It’s Your Last

Burn Your Bridges in the Shifty Bits Circus: Inf4rno

Once a year for the last four years, the Shifty Bits Cult has latched onto downtown Fredericton and used this willing host for their annual Circus music festival. The music collective’s terrifying dreams become a reality, through different themes, and this year they’ve been dreaming of Dante. “Through me you go amongst the lost people.” Continue reading Burn Your Bridges in the Shifty Bits Circus: Inf4rno

Why You Should Be Listening To Kill Chicago Right Now

Greg Webber is going to die on stage. He’s going to be up there drenched in sweat, veins bulging from his neck, singing his guts out, when something is going to pop. He’s going to do it for you, and for rock and roll, and for all the blood, sweat, and tears that go into performing. Seeing Kill Chicago live is like watching an act of self immolation. Continue reading Why You Should Be Listening To Kill Chicago Right Now