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A start to a story that doesn’t usually end well. In fact, it’s usually followed by a missing person’s report and possibly a cross-Canada manhunt and standoff in a motel on the outskirts of town.
Indulge me. One of the first sentences I was paid to write, almost 30 years ago, was one that kicked off a profile and interview with legendary guitarist and vocalist John Hammond, who was coming to town that week.
Psst. Wake up. No, really, WAKE UP! If you need a shot of rhythm and blues to get you out of your spring rut, you ain’t finding it on the new Mares of Thrace album, The Exile, but if you want to roll over Beethoven and back up over him again, grinding gears and music into a sweet muddy pulp of wailing vocals riding the crest of walloping jackhammer rhythms, look no further.
Don’t call it a sophomore slump. Call it a “turning point.” Samantha Savage Smith does. An important one. And while we’re at it, maybe call her new album, the extraordinarily wonderful, confident and bountiful third release Fake Nice a comeback. A welcome one.
The seventh version of the Calgary folk fest’s winter sister, Block Heater, revs up live after last year’s all online event.
We’re now at the point where we’ve moved on from the f-in’ “P”-word to the “A”-word or the “M”-word. We don’t p*vot, we adapt or we modify.
It’s an opening you’d be stupid not to take. Reaching Reuben Bullock at his temporary home in Joshua Tree, CA, he sounds a little frazzled, perhaps slightly overwhelmed.  Even the simple query of how’s it going is met with … something.

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