
If Montoronto means anything to you, chances are that you are either a fan of or a part of the band Sister Suvi itself. I am not going to give you the long drawn-out review that perhaps you were hoping for, but I hope that possibly you will at least take away the next couple of chicken nuggets of info I am about to feed you. Numero uno, I don’t know who these people are, I only know their names (Patrick Gregoire, Merrill Garbus, and Nico Dann), and some of the music they play, but I love them. I have fallen in love with three strangers. Secondly, the first word that came to my mind as I listened to their songs was ‘endearing’, why exactly, I have yet to guess, but the complex melodies that virtually fall from their instruments are positively charming. It’s like being rained on by feathers while dancing in a mangrove forest in July. Or August. It’s like the epiphany you’ve been longing to have has finally occurred to you and you may now change the world. You might also be so simple as to liken it to a warm, pink, fuzzy feeling inside. This is turning out to be a longer narrative than I had anticipated. Well, give Sister Suvi a listen for yourself, and pay especial attention to the musicianship, while the vocals take time to adjust to, the instrumentation shall take you on a magical carpet ride immediately. No, seriously, hang on to your hats and your expensive hair pieces. I leave you with my quote of the day courtesy of Patrick Gregoire:
“Songwriting comes from a mysterious place,” Gregoire says. “Sometimes it’s in our darkest moments that we need a release or a companion and so songs often come out of those spaces. When I’m feeling swell, I don’t sit around brooding on the guitar, I go to the park and drink ice tea with my feet in the wading pool.”
Sounds like heaven on earth to me.