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Preorder “Daughter of a Working Man” today

Preorder “Daughter of a Working Man” today

At long last, my new album “Daughter of a Working Man” is ready for you. Starting today, you can Preorder it at PLEDGEMUSIC.COM and get exclusive access to limited edition hardcopy CD’s and some great extras. It will be available everywhere May 1st, but when you preorder it, you get it sooner.

Made over the course of three years, in two studios, with the help of Producer, Jon Landry, a couple sound engineers, a great band, a gang of guest vocalists, and strings by the Rhapsody Quintet, “Daughter of a Working Man” is a folk record dressed up in strings, electronic effects, and textured vocals. It’s an elegy and a victory album. It faces loss with strength and resolve, but never shies away from the dark. True to the lyric-driven style of all my work, the songs on this album swing between deeply personal stories and broader issues of  social inequality and injustice.

Thank you for your support. I hope you hear the life, love, and care with which this album was created. Enjoy!

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New Short Story Published: Breton Books

New Short Story Published: Breton Books

My first professionally published short-story appears in a new collection from Breton Books, and I’m terrified/excited/honoured to share it with you.

You can pick up the book in stores around Cape Breton or online HERE.

The book officially launches November 24th 4pm-6pm at Sydney’s McConnell Library. The event is open to the public and will be broadcast on CBC Mainstreet Cape Breton.

Here’s a small excerpt from the story to get you started…

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From And Then I Can See by Carmel Mikol

I follow behind the ambulance in my Jeep, the absurd red emergency lights smashing the trees and my windshield and the wide darkness of the rural road. We pass no other cars. It’s quiet except for when they pull over to the side of the road and I pull over too waiting to find out why and assuming it means it’s all over already and then I start crying in loud, ugly bursts that echo strangely in the car. No siren. Just the red lights.

We keep on after that though. Must have been hard getting the IV in, all the frost heaves and turns. Had to pull over to hit the vein. 

I’m not sure I remember it right.

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Find the complete story HERE