Interview via Anchor Shop TV on the value of music festivals, why I want people to think I’m weird and how musicians should behave like entrepreneurs, because they are.
“The music could be called folk, but that doesn’t seem to completely do it justice. There’s a kind of joyfulness to his work, and his poignant lyrics imprint songs on the listener’s mind.”
“Another overlooked musician from Toronto, one of the stronger singer/songwriters playing the festival.”
“Really, it’s these sort of moments that keep me driven – the idea that I can sit in my bedroom and jumble a few awkward chords together while writing about clapping tectonic plates and seahorses and find myself singing those same weird words to interested ears.”
“Like a visionary Lego Master Builder constructing a giant structure that is both awe-inspiring and playful, one piece at a time, Seale might add on a recording of a guitar twang, feverishly scratched frets, more guitar notes, or multiple vocal layers until suddenly a song appears out of thin air.”
You were just hundreds and hundreds of illuminated faces, speaking in foreign tongues that danced with the cadence of my century’s beautiful language.
Tonight at The Hoxton w/ Soley, Asgeir Trausti and Cairo
Rehearsal with Soley for Iceland + Canada Canadian Music Week Showcase.
It’s been awhile since I’ve said anything and I’m sorry.
But I have more to say now.
It’s that 60-foot saunter between Honest Ed’s and the self-locking door of your apartment (the year before your brother moved to Calgary or Calgary took him depending on how you want to look at it) and the snowflakes begin to fall – because you forgot your jacket and that’s the way things are apt to happen when you make the flawed decision to carry expectations of inanimate cyclical actions like the weather – and you’re waiting at the lights watching girls in mum jeans and corduroy with spotted scarves and the world is at war or multiple wars but everything is supposed to be “all right” and you just take a deep breath and exhale and see the crystallized air molecules hang in the air for the first time since last year and you realize the whole way of thinking is just so goddamn flawed.
Here’s to years of getting it wrong before getting it right.
Another dreary day, we turn our faces towards the sea and patiently await Thursday’s festivities. What better say to celebrate the sea then the sharing of Revelstoke’s Dans La Mer (Howl for Sade) music video with the added advantage of winning a free EP and guestlist plus one to the show. Just tag Revelstoke in the post.
Sailor’s luck to ye.
Since, I feel the world needs more seahorses, undersea intrigue and a greater understanding of flight’s humble beginnings – I’ve decided to throw a li’l My-Oh-My love in your direction in lieu of the upcoming release show Thursday October 25.
The deal, you ask?
Share this link to the lovely animated music video for Dans La Mer (Howl for Sade) (http://youtu.be/7lgnZyN-Nug) on your Facebook (aka “the book”) and tag me (Revelstoke) in the post. Thursday afternoon, my lovely assistant will select one person to win a copy of the EP and guest list (plus one) to my release party on Thursday.
Stoked to see all you lovely paralians there.