30/05/2026
Its time to tell you about Canadians In Space, this band are the most interesting, talented & entertaining act that we have encountered in all our time! Check out their story so far......
On the fifth day of October back in 1984 we were in the playground, & the Canadian Astronauts were counting down to launch. Little did we know that the lives of three young lads from a small Yorkshire village would mirror the largely overlooked efforts of the Canadian Space Agency. We are a mildly hilarious musical comedy trio from Barnsley. We have never been to Space or Canada.
We are self-professed Soap Pop pioneers, combining multi-instrumentation & three-part harmonies to sing tales of tropical fruit, identity theft & paternity problems. Think Peggy Sue meets Peggy Mitchell.
Our self- deprecating humour & dead-pan delivery has had some people literally smirking & on one occasion, a person smiled. The live show is a journey through a shared & imagined past that none of us quite remember, however every word of it is true. We have been described as the “Barnsley Beach Boys”, the “Barnsley Beatles” & more often; “just three blokes from Barnsley” which is the most accurate description & the one that we are keen to honour.
We began our musical journey in “serious” bands & as more & more people laughed at us, we looked to turn it to our advantage; they’re not laughing now! Originally a recording project, we finally launched Canadians In Space as a live act, appearing on Radio 4 Extra as part of the BBC New Comedy Awards & later performing at Bloomsbury Theatre London after reaching the final of the Musical Comedy Awards.
Following the moderately successful release of our two self-produced albums (‘Ad Finem Ultimum’ & ‘Submission’) we continue to write & perform new material dredged from the filthy banks of the River Dearne & associated tributaries (Cudworth D**e and Worsborough Res.,) Our songwriting genius has been recognised by ‘Songs In They Key of Laugh’ Podcast by winning their hotly contested ‘Best Song Contest’, pocketing a sweet £200 which was invested in the sock market as the result of a typo in an email to our accountant.
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