Nic Cowan

This Cabbagetown resident’s got the growl of Howlin’ Wolf and the swagger of Otis Redding packed into his skinny, tatted-up, white-boy frame. His debut album, Hard Headed, is fueled by horns and a Hammond B-3 organ and sounds like a dusty Stax Records master tape hardwired with the wry lyrical perspective of an old soul taking on the Twitter age.

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