Kliffs music nudges the listener through mazes of sounds, thoughts and feelings. After meeting in Montreal, Mark Bérubé, a fest staple whom CBC labeled the Leonard Cohen of his generation, and long-time musical partner Kristina Koropecki moved to Germany nearly 10 years ago to continue the musical journey they’d begun years earlier. They crafted songs in their East Berlin recording studio while struggling to learn German and working on separate side projects, then adopted the name Kliffs in 2018 in celebration of their ongoing musical association.
Informed by the classical echoes of Koropecki’s cello and Bérubé’s piano, the songs alternately meander and gallivant through folkish pop songs, occasionally sprinkled with synth and rococo salt, that sound like they surprised themselves by waking up in a strange apartment after a romp with Jackson Browne and David Bowie. And that’s how Kliffs roll, making the unsettling familiar, like the sunrise that reveals the menacing shadow in the alley was merely the dumpster, and the familiar unfamiliar, like calling up an old flame and not recognizing their voice.
Biography by Mary-Lynn Wardle