Fresh Independence goes behind the scenes with Andy Shauf at The Fox Cabaret in Vancouver, Canada.
Silently humble, poetically deep. Long live mystery behind Rock n Roll.
My family isn’t terribly musical but, my Mother is an artist so I definitely got a creative gene from that side of my family and music came to me when I was a child. We used to spend summer’s down at the beach [two month long holiday’s and every afternoon my Mother would paint and I used to have afternoon siesta’s under her easel and she would blast loudly Frank Sinatra, Peggy Lee, Opera, beautiful music and it is this kind of music that was instilled in me from a very young age and it has never left me so I suppose that is where my story as a musician or as a creative being began.- MAY
Just when you think true music is of the past… We were shocked back to life as Jesse Malin cruised into 2A on a Monday afternoon in Greenwich Village. In a sense he owns this scene and owes it to the one’s that taught him patience and effort. Passion was always there and it is an honour to hear his story conducted by Maureen Van Zandt.
Connect with people. Joe Strummer said, ‘no input, no output.’ You need to take stuff in, read and have knowledge, that is power and you will have different things to sing about not just the same stuff. You need to have different things coming at you and I admire the way that he and the rest of The Clash and to this day Mick Jones, how they talk and how they act with their fans, how if you went to Joe Strummer’s dressing room, even in the end how everybody was in there. He would just be present.
The idea of being really present and appreciating the people that are there for you and I’ve seen that in examples of, “the great one’s.”
‘I craved distance – begging the landscape to be my only companion, my muse. I awoke in the palms of an existence larger than my comprehension and wider than my own soul. Slowly I was swallowed up by the ravenous ocean of time – a wander’s paradise. With ambivalent bones, words poured from them like my very blood – hot, passionate, relentless. I continue to exist within the realms of my own daydreams and night dreams – pining, longing, creating, admiring, and drifting.’
From a young age, Kirsten Ludwig has been painting blank pages with words of reflection and heartache – as well as colouring the still air of her home, in Calgary, AB, with other-worldly melodies. At the age of 21, Kirsten continues to surprise listeners with her thought-provoking and poetically driven lyrics that seem to be written by the fingertips of a soul that has been around for much longer. With a mixture of mature lyrics, hauntingly crisp vocals, and catchy punchlines, Kirsten defies the boundaries of pop with a musical perception that transcends the expected and conventional. Her sound leaves you wandering through a dark forest with only the moonlight to guide you.
At age 18, Kirsten Ludwig departed to Boston, MA for a 5 week intensive music program at the Berklee College of Music – studying voice. With the heat of the Boston summer nights still lingering in her soul, she released her freshman EP the following year (2012) titled The Tip of the Iceberg and included the song ‘Boston’ as the fourth track. Becoming a crowd favourite, the song combines the best efforts of Kirsten’s finest work – a balance between the sweet catchiness of a pop song and the quiet lyrical longing of a past memory. From the hand-painted cover artwork to the content of the songs, Kirsten was the main provider for the self-released project and continues to have a tight grasp on her future projects.