Nightwood at Music Trader, Winnipeg

Nightwood band photo

Nightwood at Music Trader, Winnipeg, June 9 2010. Mike Latschislaw photo

Review—Nightwood at Music Trader, Winnipeg, June 9 2010

– review by eugene osudar

before
i even walked into
Music Trader
last night at 7:45
i saw and felt
the set
up,

through the window

the
drum kit
caught my eye
straight away,

i could see
i
imagined
i
felt
the lift off
the blast off
the sheer power
coming from
Jeremy MacCuish’s
thumping
thunde(ring!)
hammering
on skins
and metal rims
wooden sticks
and playing
snares
and bass
drums
with his hands
and smashing cymbals
just like Devon Clifford
did
with YSP!WSD!

(every time)

and! oh! my!
a couple of songs
with cowbell
and yes,
More,Cow,Bell
please!

two of my favorite
drummers in the Canadian
indie music scene

add Said The Whale’s
Spencer to the smash
up derby set

and you have three
of them
just a some of them.

Jeremy plays
with Parlovr, Cotton Mouth
and Nightwood

www.myspace.com/nightwoodband

i haven’t seen and felt
Cotton Mouth
yet
i can’t hardly wait!
(The Replacements!)

so i’m waiting
i’m waiting

the guitars
leaning on amps,

i’m waiting on
Erin Ross and Amber Goodwyn
and Jeremy M

i’m waiting for their intensity
i’m waiting for their songs

these are songs by women
played with and sung with passion
with fire
with sex
with ecstatic desire

grunge torch songs!

as i’m feeling
Sturgeon

i write,
“sounds like a torch song
a grunge torch song
as if Nina Simone
were singing grunge!”

in,flaming
hungry
souls

killer tribal songs
especially with Jeremy’s drumming,

it’s Africa!

and I Love my African
dance
classes.

8 PM
and i’m waiting
i’m waiting.
outside and finally!

here they come.
running across
busy Osborne.

Jeremy enters
Music Trader
sees me and it’s
a smile
it’s That Smile

between drummer
and dancer!

just like when Devon and I
last saw each other
in Toronto,
like the smile Spencer and I
exchanged in TO, too
the handshake,
the deal struck
we’re dancing

we’re moving.

no fooling around.

i don’t care.

good-bye inhibitions,
hello
Love
Music
Dance
Musicians.

most in-stores are 20-25
minutes
not this one,

10 songs
45 minutes

a raging

full-on set

heavy magic
maritimer
johnny
bright girls
sunken mountains
island
carve a path like a valley through the land
skeleton crew
sturgeon
play the dishes/wash the guitar
gretta at a window

and as soon as Amber and Erin
begin singing
with the slow,ly
building\power
of Heavy magic,

“heavy magic is coming
c’mon sisters
let’s find it”

over and over
the heavy magic
gets you
grips you
shakes
and lifts
you

rockets!

songs by women
for women
and men who feel
it
in their sex

in
(y)our sex
the heavy magic
of these sisters
and their brother

Nightwood
is a family.

Musicians who
fill you
thrill you
spill you
all over the floor

from their guts
to your guts
these are
our guts

deep inside
the gut(ter)
uttering
hymns
like tribal rituals
and flowing
from every harmony
every hammering
thump
thunder strike
lightning stick
Jeremy!

Early on,
Amber asks us
to come forward,

She’;s inviting me
and my energy
to the front

to move and roar
like the lion
i am

and i do
i move
i dance
i’m watching them
each of them
they’re roaring
they’re sexing

our sweet
cherries.

the first 8 songs are incredible.

and we feed each other.
we nourish each other
back and forth
energy
passion
desire

building and building
and releasing!

Nightwood.
from Montreal

traveling this country
all the way to Vancouver and
back again

stopping again in My Winnipeg
for a gig at The Lo Pub
June 19th.

and i tell Jeremy and Amber
The Bokonoists
are a band
that Love to be The Best
Band
playing any bill
they play.

the challenge is down.

you should have seen the fire
in their eyes!

Jeremy!

Amber!

they want The Challenge.

Nightwood takes on all comers!

Don’t miss the raging
full-on
inferno!

Nightwood
Music Trader
June 9.

Promo video—Nightwood:

About Eugene Osudar

“born, august 16, 1963. i’m 45, and yes, i’m getting too old for this. bring out the rocking chair. my first concert, november 1978, elvis costello and the attractions. i was 15. their blisteringly brilliant 65 minute set only served somebody to affirm my new direction in the musical parallel universes, new wave punk alternative, oh sanctity oh celebration (!Freedom!) college radio! i’m old, i’m used up and i’m free. i see 50something Full sets of music every month and dance most of them. and when i dance, i mean to say, I Dance and Celebrate, 2/3/4 hours a night. The Gaslight Anthem. The Boss. The Weber Brothers. The Wind Ups. i’ll dance with Los Campesinos. i’ll move to The Long Winters. The Replacements. Husker Du. The Pogues. oh elvis costello, oh Clash! i could go/go/go Gogol Bordello forever. L(eonard) Cohen. come, Dance With Me (Old 97s) wherever you may be, sincerely, eugene

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