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reviewed by David Bateman
Experiencing The Silver Hearts live, over the past
few a years at a variety of venues in Peterborough and Toronto,
has become, for me, one of those infrequently frequent, much
loved pastimes that I comfortably wander in and out of, nourished
by a nostalgia for the present that this remarkable 13 piece
band satisfies anew each time I hear them. Described as Depression
Era Punk this remarkable group of musicians have begun to
receive national attention at a variety of folk festivals,
bars, the Sunday series at the Rivoli, and a live Harbourfront
taping. Currently on tour in Western Canada the band fills
the stage with a theatrical presence that has been called
"huge, raunchy and boisterous, lurching, wailing and
cacophonous and full of debauch and heartache."
Sex goddess and band member Cathy Petch plays the
saw with elegant abandon, and in her spare time - which she
has precious little of - chronicles the life and times of
The Silver Hearts in a series of intimate portraits recently
published by wordworks and edited by Andrea Forsell
and Jeramy Dodds. Layout by David Chambo is
suitably understated as each portrait appears in the centre
of a solid black ground, elegantly underscored with a single
line from a Silver Hearts tune.
Divided into three sections - Instruments, Instrumental,
& Instrumentation - this black and white photo
essay of sorts gradually moves from detailed studies of the
instruments into handsome portraits of the women and men who
comprise The Silver Hearts. I see this precious little text
on an end table beside Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange's
bed on their farm in Virginia. I see it in my backpack as
I wander into the next Silver Hearts performance at The
Montreal House, where I am destined to smile and cry salty
beer tears onto the pages of my autographed.
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