“There is some indefinable difference between Canada and the U.S. communities just on the other side of the border. I recognize that a lot of it could be in my head, but in any case it feels different when I return to Canada after having been in the States.
The psychology of national borders is interesting. When we are driving through Minnesota on our way to the border, it feels ‘northern’, but as soon as we cross into Canada, Winnipeg feels “southern” because of my mental map of its location within the province, rather than its location within the continent.
In putting this piece forward, I have to acknowledge a fundamental bias in my writing a review for a Paul McCartney show; I’m a Beatles fanatic. I grew up listening to the Fab Four (though I didn’t actually listen to Sgt. Pepper side to side until five years ago) through drives from end to end of the Canadian prairie. In grade five, I fell asleep every night listening to Abbey Road on a CD with only one track for the entire album and no way to change which song I was listening to. As often as I would fall asleep to the gentle and soothing tones of “Something,” I did make the consistent effort to listen until the medley of broken songs at the end, which more often than not proves to the be the enduring legacy of Paul McCartney’s musical career.
Feist kicks off the festival by rocking out pretty damn late into the night!
By Andrew Mazurak
Well well well.. another year and another blistering hot weekend+ at Birds Hill Park for the 39th annual Winnipeg Folk Fest. A lethal consumption of alcohol was consumed, glorious costumes became tattered strips of nothing, and Stylus was there to slam ’em back, crash, puke, dance, interview, force food into guts, force coffee into brain, buy many and many dollar watermelon slices, wander through the trees in the dark, hug the shrug guy and shrug at the hug guy with the rest of you. I for one had a great time documenting what bands I could and hereeeee weee gooo: Continue reading “Winnipeg Folk Fest 2012 Photos”
Toronto’s Austra came to town in late November expecting colder weather than that which welcomed them. Despite our less than wintery wonderland of a city being unseasonably warm, the WECC warmed up damn quick as the sold out crowd danced their asses off for opener Young Galaxy who just came through town a few months earlier with Junior Boys: