Tilt Hinterland

Like the flute melody from Hinterland Who's Who, the 1970s haunt Canadian cultural memory. Though the decade often feels lost to history, Hinterland Remixed focuses on boldly innovative works as well as popular film, television, and music to show that Canada never fully left the 1970s behind. Andrew Burke reveals how contemporary artists and filmmakers have revisited the era's cinematic and televisual residues to uncover what has been lost over the years.

Hinterland is a warm and intimate fingerstyle electric guitar library. Built on an enhanced engine adapted from our Hoard Fingerstyle guitar, this library is crafted to deliver versatile, nuanced tones, ideal for softer, emotive contexts, while also featuring a selection of properly distorted presets for added versatility.

All serious politicians are supposed to possess a hinterland, but not all do. Chris Mullin was one who did. By the time he entered parliament he had reported from the wars in Vietnam, Laos and Cambodia and tracked down the survivors of the CIA operation in Tibet. He was the author of three novels, including the classic A Very British Coup. His successful campaign to free the innocent people convicted of the Birmingham bombings was described as 'one of the greatest feats ever achieved by an investigative reporter'.

When Louis DeCicco begins to play in the Berlin's underground, the only trains that matter are the yellow ones. "Just the last wagon, because when you hear the train coming, you'd better start playing for the people who jump on and off". He didn't know yet, that in the U.S. , where Biagio Daniele is touring extensively, the last coach of the train, derives from a german word: Kabhuse. We'r talking about freight trains of course, that many artists have caught on the run, and let the destiny behind.

Over the last forty years, the landscape of the United States has been fundamentally transformed. It is partially visible in the ascendance of glittering, coastal hubs for finance, infotech and the so-called ‘creative class’. But this is only the tip of an economic iceberg, the bulk of which lies in the darkness of the declining heartland or on the dimly lit fringe of sprawling cities.