Brooke Miller

 Brooke Miller Prince Edward Island, 140 miles long and 40 miles wide and perched off Canada’s eastern coast at the gateway to the St. Lawrence, is an extraordinary place where ordinary people do not necessarily survive, much less thrive. It is a place where people have always had to make their own entertainment; just as they have made their homes, handicrafts, and celebrations utilizing the Celtic and Acadian traditions handed down, from father to son, mother to daughter, from the lands their ancestors were driven from by spirits of famine, politics or adventure. Only in the last decade has it been physically linked to the mainland of Canada. This is a place where imagination is as crucial as a warm fire in the winter. This is where Brooke Miller comes from. Just as Ontario still whistles through the soul of Neil Young, no matter how long he's been transplanted to California, Prince Edward Island informs every moment of Brooke Miller's album, You Can See Everything. Brooke Miller’s parents were eclectic artists and musicians and music simply “soaked,” as Brooke describes it, “into my pores,” in an environment that literally thrummed with all forms of creative self-expression. “I grew up with a lot of kitchen ceilidhs,” she says, using the traditional Irish term that also reflects the music and fiddles that predominated, “kitchen parties--essentially just lots of food, wine and music that would go ‘til six in the morning playing Hailing from Prince Edward Island, on Canada s East Coast, 25 year-old Brooke Miller's brand of songwriting can best be described as timeless. Brooke's soothing voice bathes the listener in warmth and honey-like sweetness, while her lyrics paint vivid pictures of her life and experiences. A compelling guitarist as well, Brooke's style of acoustic playing is clear and strong, a perfect harmonic compliment to her tone.