Tag: Folk Fest 2004

By Karoline Czerski

How magically harmonious is a world where the Weakerthans and Steve Earle can strum on the same stage, Youssou N’Dour’s world beats meets Lucinda Williams’ southern drawl, and elder folk groove beside young hipsters on the soft grass of Prince’s Island Park. It’s easy to be fooled by the serenity of the scene, lost in… Continue reading Funk + Folk = Urban Divide

By Jesse Keith

The Calgary Folk Fest is an event I look forward to every year. It’s certainly one of the annual highlight of being a Calgarian. It was this year when my poor eating and sleeping habits caught up to me–Two days before the kick off of the festival, I was slapped with a case of the… Continue reading Porta-Potties wow at this year’s Folk Fest

By Peter Hemminger

Get there at about 3. They have to call the media tent, because we don’t have press passes. Apparently, we’re supposed to have them before our arrival. They bring them to the gate and we are in. Al is worried we made a bad impression by arriving late, especially since Chris Tait, the photographer, got… Continue reading Just a regular day at the Calgary Folk Fest…

By Garth Paulson

Myla Goldberg is becoming the most unlikely of indie pop stars. The author of the bestselling novel Bee Season has all the skills to become a major player in the literary world, but the musical world? Even though she is a trained musician it seems unlikely, yet it’s happening. Last year she was the subject… Continue reading One Ring Zero gives me Atwood

By Peter Hemminger

“I think business and art are not ever very good bedfellows,” says Guelph, Ontario songwriter Scott Merritt. “After a while, I think most of us find the business toxic, the business part of music making. There’s a lot of stuff that doesn’t have anything to do with music that is sort of disheartening a lot… Continue reading Preaching the merits of Scott Merritt

By Trenton Shaw

When I arrived at the Folk Festival main stage after meeting our cameraman, who was an hour and a half late, I realized I missed my chance to throw down my blanket anywhere close to the stage. It wasn’t all that upsetting because I had no blanket or tarp, but I still managed to lay… Continue reading The magic of Friday at the Folk Festival

By Dale Miller

If Dr. Stompin’ Tom Connors is the patron saint of Canadiana, then seeing him live is a religious experience. My personal pilgrimage to see the Stomper started with the beer gardens and the Albertan insurgent country sounds of Corb Lund and his troop of troubadours. Corb Lund is Alberta’s own version of Dr. Connors singing… Continue reading An ode to Dr. Stompin’ Tom Connors