Thursday, November 13, 2014

Ryan Adams Is The New Classic

I like to think I grew up with a handful of influential guys. The typical ones: a girl's father, brother, best friends. And then the not-so-typical ones: Bruce Springsteen and Ryan Adams. Although there's about a 20 year age gap between the two, both solo artists (and their respective backing bands) have robust, seemingly endless discographies that, quite literally, have walked me through all of my life's endeavours.

Which is one of the reasons why, when I was finally able to attend Ryan Adams' live show at Massey Hall last night, after years of waiting for him to come around near me - I was on another level of overwhelmed.

I can't say it enough: Ryan Adams is one of the only of his kind. And last night reaffirmed that. Unadorned, passionate, rock 'n roll. Ranging from blues, to Americana, to simple folk singer-songwriter ballads - Adams is genuine. He's timeless perfection. He's been making this music since 1991.

Yet, I still get these bewildered looks when people ask who my favourite artists are. Bryan Adams? Isn't Ryan Adams kind of blah? Who? Many people (outside of the sold out concert halls of kindred devotees) still don't know what they're missing. They're missing fourteen albums featuring all the fundamentals of genuine solo rock: effortless vocals, dreamlike melodies and messaging that means so much.

To quote a kidding Adams last night, as the crowd roared with each new strum, "Here's another song about feelings":

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