SKULLFIST SHOW ON JULY 21 HAS BEEN CANCELLED.
We have a singular demo tune available on the newly minted Opium Winter Bandcamp page. It’s pay what you want, but seriously, it’s a demo tune so please get it for free. We won’t be offended.
This version of Black Widows of the North Caucasus is a “from the board” recording by Brent Washburn from the Ask A Punk Show. Mixed by Opium Winter.
You’ve already heard no doubt that this show was cancelled and pushed out to early January.
New date: Saturday, January 7, 2017.
Same time. Same club. Same Price. Slightly different lineup:
(Juno Nominated Heavy Metal)
(Ottawa Stoner Rawk)
Check THIS shit out.
Funny thing happened yesterday. We showed up at a club with our stuff and they let us play a show. Imagine that. Even better, a whole bunch of people showed up and watched us play.
A sincere thank you from us suits to everyone who came out in the bitter cold (what was with that wind?) to check out Opium Winter, Longhouse, and Monobrow. It truly was a great evening.
It seems people have been ragging on us because there was no “media” on this here site. Apparently, if you’re a band, you need “songs” to listen to and “videos” to watch. Or something like that.
Complain no more. Here is a video of a song.
That’s right. We’re tuning our kazoo’s, stringing up our washtubs, and dusting off the jugs*. We’re ready. And so should you be. Well. We’re not really ready. You should be though. No question about that.
So come on out. It’s only ten bucks. Monobrow is awesome. Longhouse is awesome. It’s our first show. The bar has a bar. And washrooms. And a few seats. What more could you ask for on a Saturday night in late March?
* We had a juice harp but it’s missing. We think it was lifted by the Polka band that shares our rehearsal space.
Ponderous metallic sludge for the post-human future.
A year and a half in the making, Opium Winter has crafted music that reflects our combined influences which includes, but is not limited to, competitive jazz, Barbershop, modern pan flute, and the hunting songs of the Mbuti.
We are proficient in procrastination, and have the sharpest sarcasm you’ve never seen.