RE: Petunia
I saw him last Saturday night for the first time. He has been performing at a Fredericton bar the Lunar Rogue since January and has a large fan base, no wonder he is amazing. During a set he said "I take requests" Since no one would do it for me I said "Play a Leonard Cohen song" He said he would next set.
The first song he sang was a slow song. When he was done he said,"That was my Leonard Cohen song."
At the end of the evening I bought one of his CD's. He said to me, "That was not a Leonard Cohen song but a song I wrote inspired by him." He is from Ste-Dorothee (near Laval, Quebec). MOCK MY WORDS the right person wil see him and that'll be it.
Samples of his songs at least listen to 'The Lonesome Pine Hollows'
http://www.petuniamusic.com/Tunes.htm
Tour dates
http://www.petuniamusic.com/Gigs.htm#feb06
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Yodelay-hee-hoo !
Petunia has been swoonin', swingin', croonin', and bringin' 'em home to bars, churches, kitchens, street corners, subway stations ... wherever the wind has taken him for the past five years. His not-so-secret fanclub grows bigger and bigger each and every week.
His 'need to sing' started early in his youth in the small French-speaking town of Ste-Dorothee (near Laval, Quebec). Yodeling quickly became his primary passion and source of inspiration.
His 'rousing organic sound' is a blend of musical styles wandering freely from country to jazz to blues to French cabaret to Mexican folk to bluegrass and what's this? Slam, he's driving us right on in to Petunialand proper. While he plays all sorts of the 'old standards' consumately, repeat fans call out for his very special originals 'by name'.
Petunia's guitar styles (a made-up world of their own) are at once humourous and spellbinding and set the stage for his dreamy vocal qualities that are sure to 'set you right'... right to your heart.
Labelized as 'mesmerizing ... stunning ... dazzling ... heart-rending ... heart-mending ... life-giving', Petunia writes fabulous hit songs that send you on wacky roller-coaster rides through yodeling serenades, wild electric love songs, haunted houses of blue, and back again with a soft lullaby.
How long will it be before this city singin', guitar slingin' country boy rolls into our town to spread his good nature and refined talents? No one can tell, we can all only hope it will be very, very soon.
Tom the Cynic
- unbiased fan
