Patrick Watson at Club Dada

Patrick started playing piano as a child. The piano used to belong to a boy named Gordon, and he would appear as a ghost and teach Patrick how to play in the middle of the night. Even if Patrick played at three in the morning, his mother never interrupted these vital lessons. He showed me the photo of Gordon who looked, more or less, like a terrifying psychopath with tuberculosis who probably slit his whole family’s throats while they were sleeping. But I did not say so.

Patrick says he became a singer by accident. He thought he would compose scores for others to play, which seems like an odd thing to say because he is so clearly sprinkled with that special something that causes a person to be transfixing on stage. And it’s now hard to imagine Montreal without the soundtrack of his songs.

– prekindle.com