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The Canadians are coming! The Canadians are coming! Hey, I’m all for that. Especially when you get to see, hear, and experience performances by a bad ass female duo and a trio of charismatic blokes. Yeah, that’s right, I said blokes.
Last night’s late show at Pianos felt like a party, replete with tin pans and wooden spoons, as well as a boisterous crowd and some friendly heckling.
The Pack A.D., from Vancouver, put on a guitar heavy, rock show with the rough, rugged, and powerful vocals of Becky Black supported by the danceable drum beats of Maya Miller. When Black wasn’t pounding across the stage with her guitar like a crazy woman, Miller was wittily chattin’ it up with the crowd. As for romantic songs, don’t expect The Pack A.D. to put out a Celine Dion-influenced ballad. This is a band I’ll have to see again, sans camera. Where are my dance shoes?
The Pack A.D. were followed by three guys from Toronto, none of whom are named Elliott or Brood, but they are collectively, Elliott BROOD. In between the uplifting, rock/country (I don’t know what to call it) music, the packed Wednesday night venue was filled with witty banter, musician/audience camaraderie, audience participation with wooden spoon and tin plate drumming, and the spirit of Bristol Palin messing up guitarist Casey Laforet’s timing. Damn you Bristol! By the end of the night, if you’re feet weren’t stomping, you were probably bouncing, or pounding on a tin plate.
What may seem to have been a long night on one’s watch, was in reality a too short and premature ending of a fun night.
Here are some images from last night’s show:
I also shot some video, but my problem is always getting enough B-roll. So the video below is the really melodic ‘Owen Sound’ but shortened by one minute. Seriously, one minute might not seem like much, but it really is. I just have an issue of having to sift through so much footage, just when I got really good at not being trigger happy with stills.
‘Owen Sound’ by Elliott BROOD