Astral Harvest Music & Arts Festival


Nanise has been busy weaving together wiley, fast and full-of-heart type lines marinated in bourbon from a flask strapped at the hip. With wolf-esque eyes and dimples as deep as the sea, she opens the vault to spill a little poetry...all while flying by the seat of her pantaloons to tell a colourful story- one that has now been shared with audiences big or small, inside or outside, summer, winter or fall at the Fringe Festival, the North Country Fair or in a church basement. From Alberta to Vancouver to the Netherlands, there’s a place for her poetry with time to drink it all in with a boozy accordion.