Jay Pollmann

You can take the boy from The Hammer but that patina never fades once it’s in your blood.

Jay Pollmann was born in Steel City to a musical family, the healing and community aspects of the arts re-enforced on a daily basis. Learning by ear and hungry for knowledge, his teen years and young adulthood featuring all the ingredients necessary to build a career in music. Joining forces with like minded fellows out Cayuga way to make original music is always a pretty heavy commitment – doubly so when rural considerations are factored in. Forming the group GRUVE with Brad Jackson and Eric Pollmann in 2014, enjoying the rocking ride the entire trip.

The writer in Jay continued to work and churn out more and more music that had its own unique voice, his voice. Dedicated to forging something solid, the wise man continued to wood-shed and play his compositions out, building a story that was destined to become his new record, destined to be the sharpest point on his favorite pencil – destined for another solid brick in his house.

Driving in this night from Haldimand County, the affable Pollmann showed up full of the pride and prejudice of a new daddy showing off his new baby. Delivering the goods via a sneak peak at his pride and joy as well as the live performances we capture so well, you too can get a good look and listen into the psyche and chops of this very talented dude.

There’s a whole wack of talent out there, and we strive to bring you a new taste – every week – on Barber Shop Podcast.

https://jaypollmann.com/

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Laura Cole & Harvey Summers

Laura Cole has the world by the tail these days – and rightfully so.

Riding the commercial and critical success if 2014’s “Dirty Cheat”, Cole has parlayed her success into a bona fide career in music. Many awards and accolades, guest appearances and tours later, she is very much in the cat bird seat, a Cheshire cat’s smile spread across the most beautiful of faces. Emerging as predator and not prey in this business means making your own decisions about what you do, when you do them and with who.

This business is a mine field for a pretty thing, and one develops a strong sense on who is predatory and who is legitimate in their reverence. When a total stranger from England by the name of Harvey Summers called her up and asked her to make a music baby – well, you could excuse her and beau/bassist Chris Chaircos for bring somewhat skeptical. Surprisingly enough, the dude checked out as completely legit and so they flew to the great island and hopped right into bed – musically speaking.

7 songs in 7 days made HUMAN – a testament to all that is real and pure. Harvey produced the record featuring some greats like Liam Genockey (steeleye span, peter gabriel, john martyn) and Danny Thompson who played double bass on the record (John Martyn, Peter Gabriel, The Who) and Harvey even played the drums – not just for economics as you’ll hear.

Well, this night Laura Cole Harvey Summers, Chris Chiarcos, Ron Cole

and Joe Gravina on drums come by just before Harvey had to return home to tell you some stories and sing you some songs….and shine like stars.

Sweet little thing we have here, a honey trap that captures the life blood you don’t even realize you need. This one has it all, and you’ve got it forever here at Barber Shop Podcast.

http://www.harveysummers.com/

http://lauracolemusic.com/

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Jim Dan Dee

There exists both a fine line and a huge chasm between The Hammer and Hogtown, the grit and the polish, the slick and the greasy. Musically speaking, both Hamilton and Toronto share so many common roots and spurs born from the TH&B railroad of yesteryear. So many great blues, jazz, country, soul and rock n roll icons visited the clubs and venues between Stoney Creek and Streetsville that the Golden Horseshoe became an incubator for some truly great home-grown music with these genetic markers. Growing up in Southern Ontario, guys like Jason Sewerynem saw first hand the mojo that filtered down to the British Invasion icons and traced back the lineage to arrive in Toronto fronting a completely honest evolution for the blues in the form of The Jim Dan Dee band. 

Now, we don’t get cats from T.O. Calling us up to book an appointment very often, so after insuring it wasn’t a trick, we looked up these guys and were duly impressed by the sheer professionalism of this unit – sharply dressed and tight as a drum head. Their style of smokey, dangerously sage storytelling is set in a combination of blues styles by hooking up with mates Shawn Royal on drums, Jim Stefanuk on guitar and Scott Morris on keys to put together a sweet package indeed. Marked by the tight syncopation and sly musicianship, the message is one of hazards and good fortune, deceit and redemption set to a rhythm that you can drink to. 

Dropping in on a Wednesday evening in June, these finely attired lads drove all the way down the mighty QEW from the 416 to pay their respects and inhale a little bit of that Steel Town spirit while at BOXO Studio, telling tales and hitting the right note all night long. Spinning tunes from their latest CD “Five Stiff Shots”, the Jim Dan Dee Band made some sweet music and some new friends.

Barber Shop Podcast – your home for the originals.

http://jimdandee.com/

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FÜNYBOHT

Michael A.M. is a fave around The Barber Shop, a rare breed who can hang with the old dudes as easily as the young turks and tattooed poseurs you find all around the scene. Born of good Polish stock and Canadian street schooling, the role of the cock-sure introvert drafted by music began to develop.

Playing bass for the highly acclaimed 40 Sons led to many gigs and opportunities to prove his mettle in all genres.

A while back he began fleshing out a series of songs that paint a very artistic cornucopia of a tapestry, the originality and burgeoning songwriter was now fronting. Using some great friends and musicians to craft his debut here at BOXO Studio, the project FÜNYBOHT is an homage to, but not limited to, an inside wink that everyone can get.

He’s brutally and hilariously honest and a hell of a player in a world of insipid music, he’s a worthy ambassador of millennial music for the century.

Going solo tonight, the heart of this sonic voyage is helming a great trip on the FÜNYBOHT express.

We couldn’t be happier.

http://funyboht.com/

 

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Julian Paul Band

Blues music is remarkable because it’s humble roots in the call-and-response cotton fields have grown to an omnipresent worldwide phenomenon. From the wood and steel basics to the classic rock, metal, roots and kid pop you hear on AM radio, the patterns and modes are everywhere. We’ve had a bunch of good ones on this show over the years, and no one ever complains about what it does or doesn’t sound like, for every blues player is putting his own stamp on the tradition. Playing and paying homage to the greats while still writing original music is what Julian Pail Band do so very well.

Take some old friends reacquainted with and mix in some Texas boogie ala’ Stevie, smooth blues like Robert Cray and the Banasamanian groove and you’re getting there. The trio of Julian Paul, Kevin Voutour, and Armand Faguy show the chops and discipline that years together produce, yet still have the youthful enthusiasm and unity of long trusted friends that you don’t often see. They play a style that people can relate to, providing material for a whole demographic that already loves what they’re cooking.

As fate would have it, these boys grew up in and around this neighbourhood so the quick trip from Brantford was just like coming home – and having a blast at Barber Shop Podcast

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C.A. Smith

Eclectic. Whenever I see that word I’m filled with equal parts of anticipation and dread. To me, it means an art form based on a widely accepted model that has been heavily modified with the uniquely personal in such a way to attract as many converts as it manages to alienate the comfortable. This I believe, is the case with C.A. Smith.

Growing up with a dad who worked at a top 40 radio station, C.A. was surrounded by the trappings and the wrappings of the business. Ever present in his burgeoning musicality was the formula for pop perfection. As healthy as you want to make it, including some fat and sugar in the mix never hurts when it comes to winning over the crowd.

Because he was and is a soulful individual with a genuine concern for his fellow man, the power contained in the simplest of tunes made his style come to the surface with a surprising control and confidence, assured and unhurried.

Beginning his mid career journey with the well respected inde band GORP as a drummer who wrote, C.A. Smith began to see his days were numbered in that role, his songs and their sounds beginning to drift apart in space and time.

Feeling the need to continue as a group but without the supporting cast, he did what only he would be expected to do and set out on his own, a hip- hoppy, folky one-man-band of sorts, emerging as the hero incumbent Mayor McCa, as much a side show as a serious artist to be heeded. It wasn’t long before the critics heard through the hubris the poignant brilliance of a true singer-songwriter, the truth revealed once again thru the sly guise.

Evolution, revolution and fate all conspired to shift gears once again to the present persona of…. Himself. C.A. Smith – international storyteller and music man. Writing for many as a professional, hunkered down in London England and pinching himself all the time, C.A. Smith has arrived and it’s about time.

Call it folk, call it roots, call it whatever you want to, the music of C.A. Smith isn’t for everybody but it sure the hell is for everyone.

Relax for the next hour and enjoy the life and times of this kind, thoughtful and interesting dude – on Barber Shop Podcast.

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Big Rude Jake

There are few originals in the arts as the art form almost always supersedes the individual. I’m music, the early influences that shape a performer are themselves an amalgamation of the ethos personified in the ones who went before. Jake Heibert was and is one of those special cases where the ear worms and status quo of his formative years were a sonic jambalaya of punk, ska, blues, rock and new wave music that challenged the status-quo of the day in the most frenetic manner.

Determined to make a passion into a calling, Jake set about learning the lessons and climbing the steps necessary to turn the melodies in his head and the stories he was writing into something unique but familiar, something personal yet universal. Dedicated and focused, Jake sought out the music teacher who could teach him to play in the style and with the aplomb he required, nothing less would do.

Digging deep into the mystic musical history book, his love of early New Orleans Jazz and the children it fostered became his personal roadmap. Kansas City Jazz Blues, Texas Jump Blues and the slick swing sound so favoured by the greatest generation were mixed with the skank and punk and Detroit muscle and incubated within the smart, restless kid from Southern Ontario to make something pretty great.

Riding crest on the scene in the 90’s, Jake and a whole crew of devotees caught a worldwide rage for all things swing. Form of jazz and blues were lumped in under the umbrella, the new converts unconcerned as long as there was the energy, fashion, passion and verve of sharp dressed men and women showing up and showing off. Big Rude Jake was front and centre in that time, his reach impressive in an era before YouTube and Twitter. People liked what he hid because it was real and it was good.

Times change and music fads come and go. Those who threw themselves at the train in an attempt to ride for free were soon cast aside and forgotten as the last carriages faded into the distance – but not Jake. Because this was who he was, and this was HIS music, the authenticity remained intact and his fans continued to show the love he earned.

You can still catch Big Rude Jake fronting a big splashy band these days but just as often you’ll find him playing solo, stripped down to the parts that are truly important. Yup, these days you can find him at peace with the world, playing what he loves and now living here, the place he needs to be, Hamilton.

Bully for us. HIP HIP HOORAY.

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Ivy James

On this very night the most famous female singer in the world was performing her sleight-of-ear in Toronto and Ivy James couldn’t care less. Oddly at odds with the stupid and banal, this Oakville chanteuse has more rings on her tree of life than seems possible, an artist building her stage brick by brick with no blueprint in sight. In an era of likes and follows where talent show results and raw nepotism are often mistaken for talent, she is the real deal.

For those of you new to this forum, the “real deal” means believable. Honest, committed songwriting with crafted word play, crisp, impassioned playing with a definite groove and a voice both fierce and fragile add up to something wonderfully refreshing indeed. 

An early knack for rhythm and melody served Ivy James well, and the shiny sneer of mid/late 90’s pop punk sparked the real fire in her to perform and soon she was forming the relationships that led to the creative collaborations – that led to the band – that allowed the simmering creativity escape the chains of youth. Never shying from a new challenge, pluck and determination began to mould the bass playing band mate into the engaging chanteuse and centre of attention she has now become.

It’s always nice to have someone new drop by Barber Shop Podcast with a quiver full of arrows and a killer attitude. It’s nice to see someone from out of town who doesn’t want for conviction. It’s nice to know that whatever the year and wherever the place, the truth continues to recruit it’s army of snipers who always shoot to kill.    

Ivy James shows no fear on this night as she shares her songs and stories with the world, the least we can do is show no fear and listen.

Something new, something great, every week on Barber Shop Podcast.

http://www.ivyjamesmusic.com/

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Sinburn

When it’s metal you want, Steel City has a shitload of it – all kinds of it. This town likes it rough, tough and real, no quarter either taken or given. Within the genre, the brand that sells best around here has its roots in the classics, the masters and the halcyon days when Seattle was only known for coffee and hippies. SINBURN has worked the formula of a cocksure frontman in Squigg, the prerequisite axe ripper played by Brad Foisy, the metal money thunder bass courtesy Dave Green and a hard driving, ass kicking drummer by Billy Spencer to perfection – a very real shout out to all that is proper in the hard rock universe. Working hard on arrangements that swirl and build to frenzies, sweat soaked and wild eyed, anthemic rockers with hooks galore, the nuance of the ballad, the infectious drive of SINBURN have made them many fans, loyal fans who like what they see and love what they hear. Recording some of the best for a record at Junction and BOXO Studios has yielded a great record that hits all the spots square on the head – metal on steel.

Barber Shop Podcast is the place this fine, frothy Wednesday night and SINBURN is the band. Loud – proud and good to go. Really good.

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Colour Film

Music can be in the background, it can serve as a fanfare – or it can be front and centre as is the case with Colour Film, the Kodachrome vignette from Matthew de Zote that is at once both a vehicle and an identity. Drawn from the spools of cellulose that captured the ghosts of the past in a familial landscape with songs rich in poignant imagery. Long a darling of the thinking-mans songwriting school, de Zote has toured extensively and has wasted no time or effort in making the world his stage. Crafting tubes that hark to a traditional time and sensibility, the new world crooner can whisper or murmur a passage rich with history lessons that must be given, open voicing a to a tale both real and surreal. Take a moment and consider the musician, the tone crafter, the sound shaper within the poet. For him, the palate that holds the words can never reach the audience without the canvas, without the brush, without the eye. Likewise, the music needs the hooks and lines a true musical empaths empaths on the tale. Notes rise and fall in swells, the melody and rhythm a tight tapestry of shapes and colour to enthral and entrap the listener.

We were thrilled to have this cat drop in on a Wednesday night along with his new CD “Colour Film” and a guitar. Sharing stories and takes from the record, de Zote gives as good as he gets. And trust me, it gets pretty damn good.

Dont take my word for it, trust your ears and find out something new – this week, on Barber Shop Podcast. 

http://www.colourfilm.ca/

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