She recorded three albums with Weeping Tile and, in 1999, released a collection of old favourites titled Performing first with the Saddletramps and later as part of the folk-rock band Weeping Tile, which went on hiatus in 1998, she's "been around," as she says. Harmer, who is 30, has been singing professionally since she was a teenager. She seems afraid to say too much about herself, to overhype her success, for fear of jinxing it, perhaps. She "ums" and "uhs" her way through this interview, stuttering through answers, putting them out on the table like they're bits of bread she hopes you'll like.
#Shes a quiet storm full
If Furtado is soaring in full plumage to the top as a previously unknown and much-hyped artist, Harmer is a different species of songbird, hidden in a bush somewhere, letting the sound of her music entice people to peek inside the branches and see who's there. She may be a contender of Nelly Furtado's, the young Victoria-born singer-songwriter who has become the It Girl of the Canadian contemporary music scene and is nominated for five Junos (two in the same categories as Harmer), but she is not nearly as visible. Or particularly wants it when it's upon her, it seems. Time magazine calls Harmer's album the year's best debut in their list of the world's Top 10.īut she's not an artist who courts the spotlight. Now it has earned her a double Juno nomination - as best new solo artist and for best pop album. In September, Rounder Records in the United States and Universal Music in Canada approached her, a deal was hammered out, and the album was subsequently rereleased. You Were Here on her own Cold Snap label, she has been touring North America. For a year now, since she independently released She's somewhere in between a dazzle of delight and a daze of exhaustion. In this, her moment as a rising star, singer and songwriter, she is girlish, tentative, self-effacing. On one hand, she has written "7:30 pm" in black ink - a reminder to call someone in Texas later today, when she's on the Via train hurtling home to Kingston, Ont.
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She twists her small, unadorned hands and picks at her little-girl nails that have no moons at the base.
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Her face, a Cubist arrangement of large, striking features (almond eyes, sharp cheekbones, a full mouth), is pale. She's in town for a day, having travelled across the northern United States on a leg of her tour. "Van head," she grimaces, running one hand through her hair as she walks in, chewing gum and wearing a quilted jacket over her tiny frame. "I think it's good to live without expectation, not because you won't be disappointed, because I think that's kind of silly, but just so that you live in the moment, and you don't put it all ahead of you or behind you." She tells me this on a Monday afternoon, in a dimly lit downtown Toronto bar, perched on a stool, her chin-length auburn hair a mess.
#Shes a quiet storm skin
You will be disappointed with the ending but it's a fantastic story with pretty girls( no skin to speak of, though- BOO!!) up until the last 12 minutes or so where it kind of careens into a ditch and comes to a hasty halt.Now the toaster sticks And the empties are piled I haven't been up the stairs in awhile now I gotta wash the sheets on my bed Gotta watch the things that go unsaid from Basement Apartment by Sarah Harmer Her lyrics are rooted in the present, and so is Sarah Harmer. Adding this mysterious deaf girl to their already weird suburban hell mix makes for some interesting fireworks. Let's just say he's a self-centered asshole with a bad temper that isn't above getting physical over a verbal argument and he has a fetish. The family's daughter is NOT amused and the family's father has a rather odd relationship with the rest of the family. PLOT: a deaf girl who is the daughter of a recently dead relative shows up on a family's doorstep and they take her in.
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HUH? WHAT? I liked a lot of the dialog in the movie- the bickering was well written. It's just not really what you would expect though, so be prepared to go. I don't find this story plausible and the acting really falters like a broken ankle at the end, but I also know sloppier crimes have gone undiscovered so I guess it could happen. The acting is television quality but the script is intriguing enough that you won't notice until after mulling over how the whole story unfolded and whether it is really plausible or not. Some young flesh in tight clothes with some sociopathic behavior thrown in for good measure. I suggest seeing it, but with the foreknowledge this is a quirky little film that stutters badly on occasion and leaves you wondering in disbelief if that could actually happen-remember- a good script suspends disbelief- and then realize- it could actually happen.
#Shes a quiet storm crack
The ending is a big crack in this diamond.