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'His feed by contrast is a gonzo blitz of reality and hilarity that is most specifically funny to people similarly driving around the world playing shows.”

#Twitter ryley walker full#

“His Twitter feed is a relief to me because Twitter is such an uptight place, full of people promoting things in the correct way, using the right words, saying the right things,' she says. Some of them are songs, others are characters, and so on.”Ĭanadian singer-songwriter Tamara Lindeman of the Weather Station sees Walker’s brash online persona as very real, but also a long and funny continuing joke. His creativity tends to express itself via many outlets. “Although his music is pretty serious, he’s a pretty fun and funny guy, but definitely very self-deprecating.”įriend, collaborator and fellow Chicago indie musician Bill MacKay has this to say: “He’s a charismatic, extremely funny and talented guy. “It’s definitely not an act,” his label publicist tells me. “It’s disrespectful to come to my gigs and tell me I’m not as fat as I say I am,” he recently tweeted. The smooth finesse and elegance of a classically trained violinist playing their rendition of System of a Down Aerials during an evening rainstorm.” Calculated deep scoops bursting with pride. Walker often tweets about his weight: “I will become the fattest man in indie rock, one tortilla chip dunk at a time. A publisher needs to hire a cartoonist to draw Walker as a graphic-novel indie-music folk hero, with his observational and vivid confessional tweets – “My life’s trajectory is definitely headed towards being shirtless with a knife in the parking lot of the Jimmy Dean Sausage Company” – as captions. Raw, hilarious, clever and, at times, scruffily poignant, his missives from home or on the road are too good to be contained to social microblogging. My fandom of his music has recently turned into a fascination with the man. State of Bavaria, you bastards took all I had left On the experimental jazz-rock of Accommodations (from his latest album Deafman Glance), Walker is weirder and poetic: “I haven’t got a penny to my name,” he sings on The High Road, off 2015’s excellent LP Primrose Green. Occasionally in his lyrics, he hints at financial distress. The Enthusiast: On shuffling and swing dancing and learning to hear music with my body I could listen to Walker all day, which has been known to happen. He makes music to pick up hitchhikers to. He moans, he drones – he’s a fingerpicking firecracker. Other times he works in jazzed, stoned and seventies-era head-nodding ways. Sometimes he’s all breezy, pastoral and British Isles. A Van Morrison enthusiast and a sublime acoustic guitarist, Walker, 29, plays a free-flowing style of alt-folk rock.