Since 2015 Toronto’s Luge have been cutting their teeth into faceted gems that gnaw all inspiration into a moldable paste. Years of perpetual boil have combined the best of Noise Rock, Pop, Metal, Funk and so many other lodes into the Mixture. No ingredient is immune to the unifying power of Luge as at the crown of their arch sits a keystone inscribed: It’s all just Music.
You cannot expect the unexpected. But Luge can. Luca Caruso-Moro’s drumming delivers a full-body itch to groove and fight. Meanwhile Cameron Fraser brings Bassline after capital-B-Bassline. Tobias Hart’s guitar is the grease that threatens to break the emulsion before brandishing a hook that stirs it back to safety. Kaiva Gotham’s keys are timeless but for their rhythm. Her voice is singular, to say nothing of its variety. And her lyrics remain, while deeply idiosyncratic, equally stirring. Together Luge balances a deep misunderstanding. Each member, patiently normal, gives context to the others until it is their turn to be in need of translation.
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