Whether you realize it or not, you’re probably already familiar with the work of Mr. Sean McCann. Having been a member of Newfoundland celtic-rock band Great Big Sea for the past 17 years, McCann is becoming a prolific solo artist in his own right.
In February 2010, McCann released his debut solo effort, Lullabies For Blood Shot Eyes, a relatively subdued but poignant first release largely inspired by the many life changes one experiences when becoming a parent.
His newest solo offering, Son Of A Sailor sees him quite capably resume his songwriting craft, delivering a record of first-person narratives inspired by life, love and inevitably, the life of a touring musician.
McCann is getting set to pack his bags and tour across Canada with the also excellent Jeremy Fisher. Check out McCann’s website to see if they are coming to a town near you.
Sean recently took the time to participate in the MusicNerd Q&A Session and tells us why talking smack about Bob Dylan ain’t so grand of an idea.
Where do you currently call home?
A ten wheeled tin can torpedo wheeling down the California coast
Why do you live where you do?
Because I live “what” I do.
What is occupying your time these days?
I am rehearsing for my upcoming Son of a Sailor national solo tour in may and writing new songs.
First record purchased and at what age?
Boney M: Nightflight to Venus. Aged 10.
When did you start to play music?
I was kicked out of the school band in high school for being lazy so I never really got started until college. I was 24 years old when I bought my first guitar.
What three records could you not live without?
Johnny Cash – Unearthed Box Set
The Beatles – Revolver
Nick Drake – Five Leaves Left
Who or what is not getting enough attention these days?
Me.
What has been your most memorable show?
My first solo show at a great room called The Carleton in Halifax June 9th, 2010.
Worst career moment thus far?
About 10 years ago, I showed up still drunk for a way too early Sirius Satellite radio interview in New York City and started talking smack about Bob Dylan.
Most extravagant rider item?
Before we actually began to feel the hangovers, we would challenge promoters to impress us with the best single malt whiskey’s they could find. We developed a very expensive habit.
Why should people care?
Because nobody else will.