Up at the
top of the song chain, where inspiration and eloquence
entwine with
chord changes and mate with melody, there is a rarefied
cosmos of
bliss that streams down into our perceptions, our dancing
motions, into
our interpersonal magnetic fields and feelings and
influences,
delivered by messengers of great sensitivity who are often
even more overwhelmed
than we are by the beauties and emotional
insights
that they have ushered into our consciousnesses.
Canadians,
famously, do this rather well.
This year,
especially, with the loss of such song royalty as Gordon
Lightfoot and Robbie Robertson, and the retiring of our two Queens,
Sylvia and Buffy, we
have come to appreciate the need
for new waves
of talent to shoal up our shores with wonder, and
initiate musical
parties in our hearts. Fortunately, we have many
such champions
close at hand.
Julian
Taylor played the inaugural performance on Toronto’s
new Hugh’s Room Live stage last year, and he magnified the
significance of the event by premiering a new song, Seeds, which he
had just co-written with T.O. poet Robert Priest. The song is
irrevocably provocative and confidently hopeful, and has, since then,
flown like milkweed to conquer a world of ears, increasing its spread
this year with the release of a more recent acoustic distillate.
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William
Prince is another reliable wellspring of northern song. His
compositions
are as beautiful as his gentle, deep voice. These
qualities have
powers that can quiet a room full of Torontonians
and even darken
their cell phones. His song When You Miss Someone
from the Stand In The Joy album is full of articulate imagery and
faceted with tingling guitar and dynamic nuances. It “Tears you
apart… and then some.”
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Victoria’s Layla Zoe makes big notes and big emotions that flare up
and scorch you with their power. Usually categorized as a blues
singer, her major song-writing skills often go unnoticed in the shadow
of her vicious guitar playing and blazing stage presence, which has
been more visible in Europe than in Canada for the last few years.
Nevertheless, her outstanding tune The World Could Change sums
up, with a tentative hesitancy, the activist’s challenge in attempting to
effect
change by lighting a flame “to disable their plans”, equating
the sense of physical isolation with the feeling of political
helplessness. Click here:
The fire metaphor
is also put to good use by veteran musical
partisan Ken
Whiteley on his So Glad I’m Here album. His song
There’s A
Candle, deriving lyrically from the wisdom of Rumi, the
metaphysical
poet, and surges with a complex undertow created by
bassist
George Koller and gleaming flurries of instrumental filigree
from the Persian tar, udu, and daf performed,
respectively, by Davod
Azad and Al
Qahwa’s Nagmeh Faramand. Ken’s voice rings with the
confident reassurance
of a survivor to lift the song to greatness.
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Noah Zacharin has greatness down to a molecular level. He thinks
about everything, he rounds his ideas up and, in performance and
conversation,
edits like lightning, while keeping his listeners engaged
with a seemingly
whimsical insouciance. The rewards of this
approach are
abundant on his 2023 release, Points Of Light, where
his
prodigious poetic sense and fleet fingers combine to produce a
flawless album of originals. The deepest cut, to my ear, is So Much
Work To Be Done, a lament for Guy Clark, but take your pick. They
are all unique little victories. Click here:
As Jerry
Leger’s star has slowly risen, thanks to his industrious touring
schedule, his
loyal maintenance of a well-integrated and muscular
band, and his
labour-intensive recording projects (20 albums in 18
years), the
charm and fury of his music has been gradually ramping up
to the rolling
boil displayed on his most recent release, Donlands.
Once again,
due to the uniform excellence of the music, it’s difficult to
pick out a tune
with a gradient more explicit than the others, but Three
Hours Ahead
Of Midnight, certainly bears all the hooks, lines and kinks
of a potential
hit. Click here:
American songstress Annie Gallup’s The Sky At Night is the lead track
on her Small Fortune album and it breathes with the breath of barbed
wisdom while
it pulses throughout with measured vectors and drifting
bell tones.
“Between beauty and truth no distance at all.” Perhaps the
most
lusciously beautiful song on my list. Click here:
Sometimes I think that Delaney’s Dad is the most important song of
the year. Because of the simplicity and honesty of Moira & Claire’s
special vocal delivery, it just seems like an overdue eleventh
commandment for inter- generational respect, kindness, and courage.
The light-hearted Nova Scotians tickle your integrity bone with their
lyrics and your ear bones with their candied, conversational
harmonies. Click here:
The
objective of producing a homegrown Jamaican / Canadian reggae
variant with
a cultivated sturdiness and sense of equity all our own has
been a goal
of Toronto’s musical community for decades. We hit the
mark this year with What Ah Joy, a song by The Memberz, enhanced
by lyrical input from Juno champ Exco Levi.
Josh
& Katie Pascoe are a roots couple making their way up out of the
underbrush
of the old-growth Canadian music scene with truly new
ideas. Working
as Fresh Breath, they are taking all the right trails and
touring relentlessly in advance of their
upcoming album, Through My
Window.
The title track is a good way to close off this overly-short
overview
of what has been a great year of abundant creativity in our
country.
This song goes by so fast, but the vapours will linger with you,
and hopefully enfold your inner ear with a lively hope as we
anchor up to the near
shore of 2024. Click here:
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