Last time I wrote about Repartee, I was waiting on their newest album. And when the album was released in April, my word, was it ever worth the wait.
Not long after the release of Rogue Doubt, George Stroumboulopoulos chose the album’s third track, Embers as the top track for his weekly countdown. “Write down his name,” George said. And one listen to this album will show you exactly why Strombo thinks Jerry Stamp is the bee’s knees.
Most nights, I’m content to be kicked back under a blanket on the couch, working on crafts and watching whatever episode of Criminal Minds is replaying that evening. But there’s one thing that is guaranteed to get me to put down those knitting needles, get all jazzed up, and get my arse down to George Street.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is when Repartee comes to town.
Last week, St. John’s had a beautiful day. It was one of those days where even though you knew spring started ages ago, it was the first day of spring in your heart. The sun was shining, it was nice and warm, and when I drove around with my windows rolled down, there was only one album that fit the day just right.
Sherman Downey and the Ambiguous Case‘s The Sun In Your Eyes.
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