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Hawksley Workman @ Glenn Gould Studio

. : : November 4th, 2011 : : . I’ve written about Hawksley Workman a few times before. In these reviews I usually go on to disperse adjectives generally reserved for gross hyperbole, but in the context of a Hawksley Workman review, they are entirely without irony or exaggeration. A consummate performer dripping with charismatic charm, you cannot help but be enthralled by Hawksley within minutes of first seeing him perform. So when blog regular and friend @Ricker sent me a tweet informing me that Hawksley would be performing at the For A Living Planet event, organized as a fundraiser for the World Wildlife Fund — one of…

Rootstock 2010 @ Jackson-Triggs

Didn’t make it to this show, but luckily, CBC Radio did! Rootstock is an annual festival put on by the Jackson-Triggs winery in Niagara-On-The-Lake. Only two years into its legacy, and it’s already played host to Jim Cuddy, Kathleen Edwards, Tom Cochrane, and (as featured here), Steven Page, Hawksley Workman, Joel Plaskett and Sarah Sleen. The sound quality, as always for CBC, is astounding. The performances are a bit more of a mixed bag, but more than justify a download from fans of the performers. Hawksley Workman’s Autumn’s Here is especially loose and hilarious, featuring an impromptu harmonica solo by (what I can only assume is) an audience member. Give this recording…

Hawksley Workman @ Drake Underground

      . : : February 20th, 2011 : : . I had some vacation time left over from 2010 (you know, from my REAL job. That one that pays the bills for this site.), and opted to take it, quite randomly, this particular week in February. Little did I know at the time that it was going to be THIS week that CBC Radio 2 was going to broadcast concerts from (at least) two excellent Canadian artists? Or that The Dears were going to play a free record release party? That the Jenn Grant concert I’d been anticipating was only the tip of…

NXNE @ Lee’s Palace

. : : June 17th, 2010 : : . Some people say it’s good luck to be pooped on by a bird. Kind of a ridiculous statement, isn’t it? And easily said by the person who wasn’t pooped on. I think of all the real estate in the neighborhood, standing in the exact location that bird decided to relieve itself is a massive stroke of bad luck. But maybe the idiom comes from some sort of karmic equation? Such bad luck must be balanced out by the universe with a similar chance stroke of enormous good luck, no? As I stood in…