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Wreckhouse International Jazz & Blues Festival Day 4 part 317th of July, 2009 SISTERS EUCLID @ MARTINI BAR (Above Peddler's On George Street) There are a lot of bars in Toronto. I'm not talking bistros or anywhere featuring ferns, spritzers, tablecloths or wine lists. I mean bars, where you can have a drink, shoot the breeze and hear a live band. For over a decade, the Sisters Euclid have been appearing most Monday nights in a bar called the Orbit Room. You can hear the bar bone-deep in their music and you can see it when they are making music together. They play the instruments that were heard first and mostly in bars: classic bass, Hammond organ, a few guitars. There's no double kick drums, no Marshall stacks, headset mics, dry ice or lasers. The music's loud enough but no louder than it needs to be for you to hear what the musicians are really doing-the over, under and inter-tones humans both hear and feel. This regular Monday night house gig, a great way for some musicians playing music together to turn into a band. It can bring the bread to the butter for musicians and it's a place to take chances, try things out and try them again. It institutionalizes learning new things, because the set can’t be the same every week. Every once in a very blue moon in such a setting, a band finds a new level of connection, and together they enter a musical state of grace. That's how I hear the Sisters Euclid: their music is part blue sky, part single malt and part junkyard dog, an aural gumbo that's been simmering on the stove for years. It feels good between your thighs and between your ears. All kinds of musical ideas that slap you up-side the head on first listen. It’s smart and juicy, it's rough and it's gorgeous, and when you turn it up, it can sweeten a lot of sour." Return to gallery layout
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