Montreal’s the Darling DeMaes posted a couple pre-mastered sound-bytes from their upcoming album on their myspace (www.myspace.com/thedarlingdemaes).
The F.A.C.T.O.R-supported album was recorded and mixed across the train tracks at Mountain City by Joseph Donovan (The Dears, Sam Roberts) and Adrian Popovich (Tricky Woo, Mongrels).
In late August, the demaes head down to Toronto to master the record […]
someone put a demaes song to a ballroom dance. we thought it was kind of cool - the second half, especially - and posted it in the indyish video section.
For Immediate Release
MINI TOUR ENDS WITH A PAIR OF MTL SHOWS
Montreal, November 12th 2007 – Building on the success of their critically acclaimed introductory acoustic EP Winter Keep Us Warm, Montreal’s acoustic indie rock band The Darling DeMaes gets set to make a final splash in Montreal to finish this busy year on a good […]
In the spirit of October, each Monday this month has seen a new section of Erik Virtanen’s four part short story ‘The Cursed Song’. This is the last.
Death Imitates Art.
Buddy was lookin’ for his ticket outta here. He heard the rumours surroundin’ this cursed song and drove on down to Mary’s old […]
In the spirit of October, every Monday this month will see a new section of Erik Virtanen’s four part short story “The Cursed Song”
Art Imitates Death
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It’s a sad song.
There’s this guy and he has this sweet young thing named Mary. Them two meet when they’re kids and grow up and fall in […]
In the spirit of October, each Monday this month will see a new section of Erik Virtanen’s four part short story ‘The Cursed Song’
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But how long can a man give his soul to nobodies without feelin’ like a nobody himself? Buddy’s eyes turned to bigger and better stages. Friday nights. Saturday nights. […]
In the spirit of October, every Monday this month will see a new section of Erik Virtanen’s four part short story ‘The Cursed Song’.
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Buddy Rock fuckin’ owned the Blacksmith Pub on Tuesday nights. Ya see, on Tuesdays, that country dive cleared its stage for any cowboy with six strings and a voice. If […]
For a little while I thought I’d write my undergrad thesis on Wallace Stevens. I love him, especially Of Modern Poetry.
In 2002 I bought his collected letters, and just a week or so ago I remembered them again when Erik Virtanen mentioned he’d bought the collected poems. I have been pouring over the poet’s […]