biographical info
Picture it: a modest yellow house set in a clearing surrounded by tall
spruce and fruitful apple trees. The worn gravel driveway extends from
the highway and loops around passed the front door. Neighbours are
scarce, and the air vibrates with the humming of all-terrain vehicles
and blackflies. A large white barn-shaped garage, a station-wagon
complete with maroon vinyl upholstery and faux wood side panels, and
toys in primary colours are all cushioned by sweet, freshly mowed
grass. The flat stone and cracked concrete doorstep leads into a
kitchen scented with buttery biscuits, gooey cinnamon buns and faint
wafts of Javex. Through an open archway, there is a darkened sitting
room padded by brown calico carpet, chunky veneered furniture and heavy
volumes of discounted encyclopaedias. Outdated family photos are hung
in steps across fading floral wallpaper. Placed centrally against one
wall is a stereo posing as a weighted, unidentifiable antique with a
front hinged panel that pulls down to reveal its components: a record
player, an 8-track player, and an AM/FM radio. The built-in speakers,
one on each side and placed on the lower half of the system, emit low,
muffled bass tones and tinny highs. On the turntable is Michael
Jackson’s ‘Thriller’, in the 8-track slot is Dolly Parton’s ‘Greatest
Hits’, and on the radio is ‘Elvira’ by The Oakridge Boys. On the floor,
wearing superman pajamas, and with his ear pressed tightly against the
speaker is a 4 year old Ryan MacGrath. This is the beginning of what
will become a sensual and inspired relationship with music.
lineup
Ryan MacGrath Vocals/Guitar
Joseph Landry Bass
Dan Pirrie Lead Guitar
Matty Rhind Percussion
Darius K Zoot Keys / Engineer