The decade of the 1970s was undeniably a goldrush for singer/songwriters. Gentle balladeers weaved together lush tapestries of orchestration and lyric with multi-platinum results. Artists such as Jim Croce, Cat Stevens, Neil Young, Harry Chapin and countless others valued the craft of songsmith over the flamboyant aesthetic of corporate rock and disco. Time unfortunately cut short of the lives and careers of many of these artists, and prevalling winds within the music industry made storytelling and genuine catharsis passe.
Vicodin Love Confession brings a feeling to music that has rarely been touched since the 70s. Honesty. VLC takes the listener’s hand and leads them to view their world through a stained glass window filtered by bad decisions and heartbreak. To see a place where light emerges through pain and the belief that in the end, we’ll all be alright. If modern releases are considered "music", VLC can be considered a new style of art.
Fast forward to today.
A nation of youth are spoonfed TRL faux femmes "co-writing" pop singles funded by their creepy fathers and "songtitlesthatarewaytoolongfortheirowngood" image bands that rely more on elaborate videos than quality live performances. A general groundswell has been sensed throughout the nation - music fans are tired of being preached to about what is cool - they want to be individuals.
Enter VLC. Vicodin Love Confession has been creating music that crosses a country since 2004. As co-writers and more importantly friends in the small town of Kincardine, ON, Tyler Johnston (Vocals, Lyrics) and John Culbert (Guitars, Keys, Bass) were on-and-off collaborators who both shared a common goal; to exercise their inner feelings through complex arrangements presented in a simplistic format.
Acoustic guitars, heartfelt vocals, and a singular message - You don’t have to be like everyone else. When Tyler moved to Saskatchewan in 2005, the two agreed to keep the partnership alive over the Internet. Their first album "Basements," yielded the hit singles "Lullaby", "On the Lake" and "Neon Suicide". Radio was quick to embrace the album and they were picked up in Australia, Canada, the US and "Anthem for Autumn" was featured in a CBC Documentary "Girls TV Camp".
The new album "Between the Answers," is seen as the next chapter for VLC-a logical step forward. For the album, John decided to take VLC on a field trip across North America. "I wanted to take our sound and transplant it in as many different locales as possible sonically-a world tour of sorts.." says Culbert. The result-the boozey kitchen table trip to the Lousiana bayou on "Meliorate", a stop in the smoky jazz clubs of Chicago on "Untitled" and a mightnight trip through the foggy Mulhulland Drive turns of "Hey Girl". In short, an album that guides the listener on a sonic journey. "I think on this album we have an even better understanding of who we are as a duo. We shared more ideas and have become more of a band than a project. We live and die this music-it’s not just making music for something to do, this is literally the reason we live. " John adds.
With the round trip ticket punched, Tyler decided to pack an entirely different set of baggage-including a topic the group rarely touches on: modern love and a sit down with Rock n Roll’s oldest knave..The Devil Himself.
"I think Meliorate is one of the most important tracks we’ve done etcetcetcetc..." says Tyler.
With the "tour de force" now complete, VLC is looking to continue their cross Canada connection and collect some "postcards" from their fans."We want to hear from everyone, nothing is more gratifying than knowing someone has shared a moment with one of our tracks" says Johnny. "Together we work so hard, and we think of everybody who enjoys this music as part of the band."
Two artists existing as a singular entity - that is the very essence of Vicodin Love Confession. Proof that distance is just that, an 8 letter word. Proof that music can overcome anything. Proof that Honesty is still the catalyst that drives real emotion..even in these times. It’s time to take back what we love about music - it’s time for Vicodin Love Confession, baby.