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Artist Spotlight: Bad Breed


Formed in 2014, Toronto-based Bad Breed started out as a hard-edged combination of punk rock and 60s R&B. Now a singular blend of hard-edged funk, soul and rock, Bad Breed are a unique collaboration from diverse musical backgrounds.  

Their second studio album, The Bad Breed in Ferocious Love, was released in 2020 and takes listeners on a visceral journey from personal tragedy to embracing love and joy. Charting the most pivotal year of singer Mike Gribben’s life, the album begins with him facing the death of his best friend and partner of many years and then charts his gradual emergence from an extended period of depression to accepting love and joy back into his life. Its muscular funk, lightning-sharp guitar riffs and soulful anthems of love and despair are a testament to the transformative, ferocious power of love.  

 

The Bad Breed in Ferocious Love features vocalists Mike Gribben and Katherine Marilyn Wilson, multi-instrumentalist jazz musician Mark Hundevad (Archives of Eternity) on vibes and percussion, blues guitarist Oscar Tang (Blues and Troubles), Cuban-born multi-instrumentalist Maylin Ortega on bass and vocals, and Brea Scott on vocals and keyboard.  

 

Not in My Life is the latest single from this album. A muscular R&B and soul anthem recalling Aretha Franklin and Otis Redding, the song confronts the adversity we all face in life and forges ahead declaring “No more pain!” All the vocalists shine and the accompanying video features dozens of people from all walks of life singing the rallying call to the power of change.   

 

Bad Breed is on:  

Facebook: www.facebook.com/BadBreedBand  

Instagram: www.instagram.com/badbreed_band  

Website: https://www.badbreed.ca  


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