Stef Loukes

"Stef Loukes was singing when you met her. Her guitar fits in her hands as snug as her music fits in your ears. She plays the basement bars and booming nightclubs of Fredericton, fires up private parties in Halifax and warms the shore parties of St. Andrews. Stef has opened for Theresa Malenfant and Ross Neilson. She bangs her drum with her band Barefoot. Her voice is at once vulnerable and muscular, at once smoke and cream. She rocks you to sleep and rocks you to your feet. Stef Loukes is th...

"Stef Loukes was singing when you met her. Her guitar fits in her hands as snug as her music fits in your ears. She plays the basement bars and booming nightclubs of Fredericton, fires up private parties in Halifax and warms the shore parties of St. Andrews. Stef has opened for Theresa Malenfant and Ross Neilson. She bangs her drum with her band Barefoot. Her voice is at once vulnerable and muscular, at once smoke and cream. She rocks you to sleep and rocks you to your feet. Stef Loukes is the salty Bay of Fundy carrying you to sea." -Carson Butts-