Speed, surf, and sludge are all shoulder to shoulder, battling for supremacy in Toronto/Niagara Alt Indie musician Dylan Forshner’s sneering songs. Everything comes together – and then apart – in the dynamics. If Paul McCartney grew up listening to Bush and Australian slacker punk, this is what he’d be spewing.
Like the strongest songwriters, his music shines whether solo or with a band. Sure, with the band he can lean into the dynamics, but with the solo act his lyrics take on a different hue. One that invites deeper, more thoughtful listening.