Pearson is a collection of dusty items from a long ago childhood found in your country-mouse grandmother’s attic on a scorching July Saturday, right before a lazy afternoon bike ride to the slough wipes the thrill of their discovery from your memory. Separated, they look from here like a sleepless carebear, a one-speed flying down hill that leads out of this town, the last drink before your friend kisses your forehead and helps you home, and a set of perfectly rosy February cheeks post snow-fort construction. Their passports, of course, say nothing of the sort, instead listing them as: Will Robbins, Fraser Baalim, Sonia Dicken, and Jeff Pederson.
If you asked them what they sound like, much blushing and stuttering would ensue, and doubtless you’d walk off confused long before they gave you anything resembling accurate distillation. In lieu of that socially awkward mess, you could believe Silas Polkinghorne; “Pearson has carved out a local niche as a slow-core band -- playing intimate, slow and sparse folk music in the vein of indie artists like Sufjan Stevens, Low, and Julie Doiron” –The Star Phoenix.
Alternately, you could listen and decide for yourself.
Pearson has been lucky enough to play with several bands that they think are swell, including: Julie Doiron, The Robot Ate Me, The Awkward Stage, Shotgun & Jaybird, The Pink Mountaintops, Greg Macpherson, Shuyler Jansen, The Cape May, Great Lake Swimmers, The Hylozoists, and many others. They are proud members of the teargas recording tree family.
I love you like a hurricane, gaining energy from warm water currents while traveling across an ocean aided by trade winds, then loosing my ability to gain strength from the warm tropical water once I make landfall, gradually weakening while depositing my deluge of precipitation as I continue along an adjusted north-easterly direction due to the corriolis effect.
Hahahaha, not so much a whore. i like to see a bit of conversation going down though. How's Will this weather? Is everything as golden and wheaten over there as it was in my dream the other night?
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HEy!, I hear you're opening for thanksgiving. Could me and angus have a guest appearence on a song so we can see Thanksgiving next sunday. We real gota get into this Maguire's.
sooo Will, which forbidden deer love songs will I be singing back up vocals on late, late saturday night????
if you can, you should try to make it the red shift earlier, we have a special cover from that era....you might have trouble maintaining your rep as the sappiest band in town after that show.
I like the new song on this page allot. It made me fall in love all over again. ,but I don't know with who. Maybe it's the birds that I am recording right now outside my bedroom window. it's windy and i was playing accordion on my roof.
Julie Doiron let YOU emo kids play with her?!? ummm, so jealous!
I like the new track you put up but I think all of you need to smile less in your pictures... it makes it like even more emo slow-core if you never smile. seriously.
your future manager/ roadie,
Charlotte
ps. <3 <3 <3
does slow-core refer to the speed with which you record an album? this album had better be as good as that "guns and rose" album that took 12 years to make!
Caught your set at GLS the other night! It sounded great! (Well, other than the part where I was assaulted by microphone feedback...but that's not your fault.)
I can't believe you get to play with Great Lake Swimmers.
How do you keep getting these amazing shows? What- do you just cry until these people let you play with them?
"Hi Radiohead *sniff*, we'd really *single tear* like *more tears* to play with you *sobbing uncontrollably*"
...I guess you're sort of good and stuff. Whatever.
head is good, heart less good.
i'll be home in just over a month for a few days, can we play chess or something? i'm learning and i even beat someone here once!!
The first time I ever heard Pearson, I was in the back room of the Jazz Bassment masturbating. As they crooned on, I began weeping uncontrollably and stroking harder...and harder...and harder...
