On The November Gales EP released via Deadplant Records, Jackson Reed plays intricate music without ever over complicating matters. Minimalist music without ever being boring. Nostalgic music without ever being stuck in the past. Jackson Reed's music, it seems, has got it all. Third Outing introduce the guy who is about to brighten your day...
"I live in Toronto. It's an expensive place, and kind of scary regarding over population. I'm from a small town in Northern Ontario, where it's all peaceful and slow moving. So it's a pretty big change. I just started working for a company that makes cassettes. I like helping make musical projects become 'real' for others".
"Away from the city. In the bush. I don't mind demoing in the city. But for making a record that's going to exist forever, I'd rather go somewhere quiet in nature away from phones and Internet. Jonas, who engineered the EP and makes music as Evening Hymns, records vocals at night time with lamps turned on".
I just started a vegetarian diet and stopped smoking cigarettes. It's pretty tough but I'm happy about it. Also since I was sixteen I started booking and throwing shows for touring bands in the Sault, and now in Toronto and sometimes Thunder Bay and Sudbury. I'm learning how to be a better promoter by interning at Wavelength Music Series. They've been doing it for so long"!
"After high school I took a year or so off to go traveling. I played banjo and guitar with my brother's band Old Cabin and Bosveld. I went to Tofino and hung out. Took a backpacking trip down the U.S. west coast and stayed in hostels. I planned it around seeing shows. I saw James Vincent McMorrow, Alvvays, Wampire, Magic Trick. Flew across the ocean and interned for Chapter Music in Australia. Then came back and wrote some music. So that story kind of comes out in Goodbye Endless Summer".
"The vibe of an artist is inspiring too.
Not just the way they play and make music,
but the world that they live in"
Across four songs Jackson Reed's The November Gales dabbles in serious deadpan surrealism, deals in the odd 60's soundbite, and escapes with shared memories of summer holidays. “I want to take a trip just to prove I exist” he whispers on Goodbye Endless Summer. The whole EP is about transition and travel. Don't forget to explore before it's too late! Don't forget to wander whilst you're still able. Don't forget to let go whilst you still want to. And most importantly, most importantly of all, don't forget to get lost. What is it Lee Ranald said? "I want to go off into these woods and get good and lost for a while". We all want escape.
Thank God then that Jackson's perception of music is rarely static. He insists on a shuffling beat or a winding hook to keep the motor running, but the destination is never rushed. They say to really discover a place you must live there, experience it, understand what it means. Each song Jackson Reed plays is almost perfectly delivered, full of little sounds and details which take time to master. He has discovered his music in the way only the best songwriters can, by taking the journeys, living the life, running towards the risks, and making the changes which dare to allow ones music to reach another level. What if Dylan remained a Zimmerman in wherever the fuck Minnesota?
This attitude is best portrayed on the last song of the EP My Dearest Surrender. This is Reed taking what floats around in everybody's head and turning it into music. He claims in his cover notes for the record that "nostalgia is a tough thing to grab on to. It’s not so much something as the idea of something; it’s catching a glimpse outta the corner of yer eye but when you turn to look at it it’s gone, or never was there at all". Putting nostalgia to one side for the moment, doesn't that feel like what happens in everyday to day life?
The routine. The recycling. The washing. The job. The dinner. The people. The places. The mundane. You turn around to look at it and it's gone. That's what makes Reed's music so special; it reminds us that different isn't difficult, and elsewhere can be anywhere. Never have the warnings been so spot on. Forget that job your parents want you to have; work for a small company that makes cassettes and enjoy yourself!