With lyrical dexterity that spurs fitting (albeit tired) comparison to the holy triumvirate: Dylan, Waits,
and Cohen, Freeman Dre is modern street-wise troubadour.
The Toronto-based singer-songwriter hails from the once-gritty but quickly-gentrifying neighbourhood of Parkdale. It’s a place where junkies, winos, and new immigrants exist in the shadow spaces between condo towers.
Even as gentrification pushes them out, these wayward characters find a home in Freeman Dre’s songs.
The tunes—direct, memorable, romantic, and informed by folk-rock tradition as much as his Irish andPolish roots—invoke beer-swilling singalongs, foot-stomping dance parties, and more than a few tears.
Like the late-night shot of whiskey, Freeman’s Dre music hits you straight in the gut and then fills your head with the foolish idea that, with enough love, anything is possible.