“Paradise Alone,” The Sheepdogs | Le Devoir

They have twenty years under their belt, mileage spanning the length of America (from their native Saskatoon to their adopted Key West), eight large-format albums and three small ones in tow: Ewan Currie and his various adventure companions have not reinvented the wheel, but they have held on. Held on? Maybe it comes down to playing fair, again and again. The new microalbum is called Paradise Alone No frills: at the end of the road, a decision had to be made. Stop or continue? Take Me For A Rideà la Lynyrd Skynyrd, relaunches the patched-up vehicle at full speed. Two years in the garage were not too much. Facing the sea and solitude, facing paradise like Hemingway before him, Ewan the globetrotter unpacked his misfortunes in the poignant Darlin’ Baby, then resumed the road, lighter. This can be heard in My Babyguitars and voices in harmony, everything is easier for the beautiful team. Let Me Inthe guy asks simply, without imploring unduly, rock’n’roll piano at full throttle. We say like him: yes.

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