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When electro-rock sensation Lights first hit the music scene in 2008, she was just a songwriter with a synth and a dream. Her name may have been pluralized but Lights Poxleitner was a one-woman show who played and programmed her own instruments and sang her own lyrics.

After her self-titled debut EP (precocious enough to earn her a Best New Artist Juno Award) and gold-selling full-length follow-up The Listening, Lights was ready to open herself up to collaborations on 2011's unexpectedly experimental album, Siberia. On her second gold-certified disc, she worked with such leftfield collaborators as live electronic outfit Holy Fuck and rising rapper Shad.

After touring Siberia extensively around the globe, Lights is primed and ready to get back in studio to focus on her next musical chapter.

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A Floody Reminder

(3) Comments | Posted July 23, 2013 | 12:03 PM

It was just two weeks ago that I was sitting innocently on the couch in my front room working away on my laptop when I noticed the room drop into an eerie darkness. I clicked on the lamp next to me and wondered how it could've gotten so late so...

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Acoustic at the End of the World

(3) Comments | Posted May 1, 2013 | 8:02 AM

Music is an undeniably powerful thing. It's something I've been striving to learn how to use since childhood days when my dad's acoustic ramblings would put me to sleep in comfort. It wasn't a grand production, a full orchestra or an electronic masterpiece that made me feel safe, it was...

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How it Felt to Be Bullied

(11) Comments | Posted November 16, 2012 | 10:17 AM

Teen years are and were hard for all of us. That's when we find the beginnings of who we'll be, and depending on our surroundings, choose to let it flourish or hide it away so as to make ourselves less of a target. People are all insecure, especially at the...

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My Weapons Collection Gives Me My Edge

(3) Comments | Posted October 18, 2012 | 10:00 AM

You are standing silently in your living room with your hands on your hips looking around blankly at the walls. It's not that your walls look bad or that you are depressed and feel "trapped in life." It's not that kind of blank gaze. It's more of a searching gaze,...

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