The Old Manly Boatshed
40 The Corso Manly
Thursday October 6th
Kim Griffin is a Sydney based singer/songwriter. Through her songs she questions her own assumptions and explores where humanity ends and society begins.Her music is a mix of genres ranging from popular and folk to country and indie. The music feels intimate and the lyrics are to the fore. Kim has been writing at a prolific rate since a young age. In her set you will find songs that were written ten years ago alongside music that is only a few weeks old. The result is a range of styles from bitter sweet to naïve, energetic enthusiasm.Whether she is singing about lost friendships or how cool birds are, there is always that sense of honesty and closeness that makes live music so special.
Spending his youth writing and playing in assorted outfits, Dan Crestani has just come back out of the woodwork to begin writing and performing once again. Dan has become a familiar face jamming around Sydney haunts, reiterated by the names of some of the artists he’s toured with, been a part of, and supported: Sticky Fingers, Bootleg Rascal, Lyall Moloney, The Walking Who and Tin Sparrow
After slinking around the rich Manly music scene for many years – popping up occasionally on an available microphone to do guest vocals, or squeezing in a single song between sets (amongst the likes of Aaron Huston, Jeff Stanley and Mark Budd). After years of simply attending Songwriters Live (even since its early incarnation at a different pub across the Corso and on a Thursday night) as a punter, and slinking back down to the Boatshed to hear a certain Canadian and a certain Kiwi. After receiving ongoing praise for his songwriting in regular appearances at Desire Books and other open mic nights, as well as in backyards and on balconies, the elusive and enigmatic figure that is Ross Brain, has accepted the opportunity to slink onto the Sonwriters Live stage at Manly Boatshed to give his usual combination of humour, honesty, lateral thinking and melody
Four a.m. Taras and Tom are relaxing on a floor covered in leads, broken strings, slides, drum parts, big amps and guitars. Toms kick leg is almost broken, and Taras has blood on his fingers; it was a good jam. A Nirvana documentary is playing on a laptop, and someone mentions how the music will SLAM the listener. Tom murmurs ‘that’d be a good band name…”Taras freaks out characteristically, throwing his hands around and jabbering nonstop. Thats SLAM in a nutshell, or whats left of a nutshell after these guys jam in it.
Little Coyote is pulsating bass lines and melodic grooves. It’s thundering drum beats and fabled stories. It’s an expression that can invoke the spirits or heal the sick. It’s all of these things and none of them simultaneously. It’s a look into the electric cool aid without having to take a drink, but we think you might be thirsty, in which case… we can only hope it’s your cup of tea. Little Coyote is your guide down the rabbit hole into tripped-out-indie-rock. Whether inspiring hope or psychosis, what’s most important is that your blood is pumping and your skin is tingling the way it does when you hear a song with that indescribable something. This wily band of coyotes includes bassist Gareth Bussey, guitarist Matt Coates, vocalist Judd English, and heavy-hitting drummer Anthony Dinh. Judd and Anto have been friends since they met in early days of high school, but it wasn’t long before Matt joined the rout and the three of them have been causing mischief ever since.