The sweet September air is ripe with the promise of magic, whimsy and enchantment, none of which will ever be as palpable as it was in the walk over to the Théatre Beanfield. As I headed there in my beat-up platform Jordan Doc Marten boots (a concert staple), my wired headphones beamed The Brian Jonestown Massacre straight into my ears in preparation for the show I was en route to see.

Heading to the McKinley Dixon show on Monday, I was so tired. I mean, it was a Monday. Mondays are typically reserved for reconciling the weekend and doomscrolling. Despite the fatigue hanging on my body, I knew McKinley Dixon would be unmissable. So I stumbled to La Sala Rossa, somewhat revived from a Trip de Bouffe sandwich and my curiosity for the show ahead. Dixon is touring for his latest album, Magic, Alive!, which was released this past June.

Who knew Boomers could jump four inches into the air, repeatedly? Anyone caught in the ebullience of The Pogues’ high-energy set at MTelus on September 12th would have witnessed elders defying their years, pogoing, bobbing, hooting, and expressing genuine glee for a legendary band whose return to our city was highly anticipated.

Walking into Studio TD on that warm August night felt like stepping back into Leopold’s Tavern back home in Regina. It’s cozy without being cramped, and the kind of room where a whisper can carry just as far as a scream - which is exactly what Willow Avalon’s music calls for. 

Kawalees, Montreal's Arabic cultural cabaret, hosted a musical tribute dedicated to the legacy of the Lebanese artist, Ziad Rahbani, who passed away this summer.