Discovering Cindy is like riding a bike with no hands for the very first time, but seeing her is like going round the bend... Cindy is a rebel rouser in fishnet stockings...
With just a few chords she can honky-tonk a room full of slouches off their asses and onto the dance floor. And just as effortlessly, she can drop her scrappy-cow roots like a stone, slinking into an underwater country croon that only Cindy can deliver. She is sexy and alluring, her poetic sensibilities somehow couched in an urban twang.
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An artist like Cindy keeps us from slitting our wrists with a plastic fork. In fact she forbids it. She has a wit sharper than a Ginsu and charm enough to talk the sky out of raining. Cindy earns her audiences and draws Toronto’s best musicians into her fold, all with a timeless repertoire, intuitive arrangements and flawless intonation. But what she is truly recognized for is her innovative and inspired songwriting.
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Sharing the spotlight with local fames like Elliot Brood and Dan Kershaw, Cindy fronted Bluebird, a local cow-town band housing members from Made, Venus Cures All and the Touch-Stones. She currently hosts and produces her own duets night, a respected institution with a varying roster including performers such as Justin Rutledge and Colonel Tom Parker (The Back-Stabbers).
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Everything sounds beautiful and important when Cindy sings it. Beer tastes better, that guy looks cuter and ten bucks suddenly appear in your back pocket. Her voice could cure a thousand hangovers, soothing the most hardened of hearts into sweet submission. Cindy has surfaced. And by God, that girl can swim...
