
With tremendous anticipation, I went to see
Great Lake Swimmers last night at Aeolian Hall, an intimate setting with excellent acoustics and a pleasant
ambience, replete with an older gentleman volunteer handing out ballots for the evening’s door prize. Can’t say I’
ve been to many rock (okay, folk) concerts offering door prizes. Aeolian Hall is also where
GLS recorded their latest album,
Ongiara.
Meeting a number of friends, the evening started off with a pleasant surprise as the first of the evening’s three bands,
ohbijou, threatened to steal all the thunder. Well, as much thunder as a seven-piece band decked out with cellos, banjos, glockenspiels and the odd
melodica can muster, anyway. Ooh, and a tiny xylophone. Okay, it
wasn’t that much of a barn dance – the audience seemed spellbound, likely in part out of surprise, at the beauty of the performance. They alone were worth the $10 admission.
ohbijou's debut album,
Swift Feet for Troubling Times, is a spectacularly packaged (and individually numbered) ensemble produced using
letterpress and salvaged engravings. But it’s the music that’s most highly recommended.

I had also been looking forward to the evening’s second act, the
Two Minute Miracles, in part because their memorable song,
Rayon Queen in a Nylon Dream. To me though, they fell a little flat, but gathered strength as the set progressed. Both in style, and in performance, they just
didn’t measure up to the evening’s other two acts.
No ifs ands or buts, though, everyone was there to see the spellbinding Tony
Dekker and Great Lake Swimmers. Generally, it’s nice to have live performances vary from the performance given on an album, but as
Ongiara was recorded in the same room, it was almost haunting to hear the performance duplicated. It was crisp and polished. And beautiful. Stepping between the band’s three full-lengths,
Dekker et al. played most of the favourites, including some solo, though a notable absence was
merge a vessel, a harbour (a shout-out to
Joyce, who took my camera to a better vantage point and provided the shots found here).

A real treat was having Basia
Bulat join
GLS on stage to perform four songs.
Bulat, a recent musical obsession of mine, has been opening for the band on their recent tour, so I found it surprising she
wasn’t on the bill for her hometown show. Such a talent. She came out and sang accompaniment, which added another dimension to
Dekker’s voice. A very nice touch.
Oh, and the door prize? My name called out from the stage, leading to pats on the back from those around me. Raised arms and loud hurrahs. The prize? A hippie candle set from a local retailer. It sort of led me to think: “Hey mom, I won you a candle at a rock (okay, folk) concert”. And really, how often do you get to say that?