The stomp and cheer of dancing shoes on sticky wooden floors. 3 a.m. phone calls of raw soul alcoholisms. A long drive down a dirt road into the sunrise. An empty glass. Laughter, hangover….The Matinée.

Music to drink to. Music to dance to. Music to sit on the porch and ponder. The roots-rock sounds of The Matinée evoke memories of family camping trips, men with guitars around the campfire belting out tunes of broken things & the open road…rising tempos bring the faithful to their feet, clapping & dancing until someone throws an aerosol can on the fire & everything explodes…

Some refer to it as "small town": it's not urban folk and it's not country, but maybe somewhere in between with a little bit of everything in it. Sara's music is drawn from her myriad of influences: from learning classical piano while living on a hippie farm and listening to her parents' 70's folk records; to studying world music at UBC.