“I played ‘Tilda Lee’ at a solo show. I told the crowd that it’s about a woman who turns to God because her son committed suicide. After the show, from the merch table, I see a woman crying with her husband next to her. I asked her what was wrong, and she told me that that’s what happened to them just a month ago. I knew then that the greater truth behind the song was important. Me and my family didn’t have that happen in our lives, but there’s real emotions in it that I’ve seen and experienced.” -Chris Comper
“I played ‘Tilda Lee’ at a solo show. I told the crowd that it’s about a woman who turns to God because her son committed suicide. After the show, from the merch table, I see a woman crying with her husband next to her. I asked her what was wrong, and she told me that that’s what happened to them just a month ago. I knew then that the greater truth behind the song was important. Me and my family didn’t have that happen in our lives, but there’s real emotions in it that I’ve seen and experienced.” -Chris Comper
With the debut album about to drop, it was the perfect time to sit down with The Early Swerve’s main man, Dave MacKinnon and find out all about where the band came from, where it is at, and where it is going, the boys in the band and the man wielding the lyrical pen, Essex Moorcroft.
With the debut album about to drop, it was the perfect time to sit down with The Early Swerve’s main man, Dave MacKinnon and find out all about where the band came from, where it is at, and where it is going, the boys in the band and the man wielding the lyrical pen, Essex Moorcroft.
There’s a hum like 1000 decisions demanding to be made. The pressure to compete, consume, create, compare, capitalize & not capitulate will make your eyeballs sweat. It’s spiritual tinnitus. The cure is disconnecting body from brain with the vibrant heartfelt rumble of Minneapolis’ Black Widows.
There’s a hum like 1000 decisions demanding to be made. The pressure to compete, consume, create, compare, capitalize & not capitulate will make your eyeballs sweat. It’s spiritual tinnitus. The cure is disconnecting body from brain with the vibrant heartfelt rumble of Minneapolis’ Black Widows.
