Margo Timmins likes certain aspects of the Internet, such as the facility with which her band Cowboy Junkies can market music — for example, a song series called “Acoustic Junk” — on its website.
The web also has made it easy for the group to launch an indie imprint, Latent Recordings, which released the four-volume “Nomad Series” and “The Kennedy Suite,” a collaboration with Canadian poet Scott Garbe.
But Timmins — who brings the Cowboy Junkies to The City this week to play 1988’s classic, church-recorded “The Trinity Session”— despises oversharing on social media, she says, “because it’s all about me — people are just dying to see themselves in print online somewhere.”
She understands the need to take a photograph.
“But to then Instagram it to a whole bunch of people I don’t know? I just don’t get that,” she says.
She has tried using social media. When Twitter first became popular, her bandleader and brother Michael Timmins urged her to start posting.
“The problem was, I would do one tweet, and then there would be nothing for several weeks,” she says. “So I wasn’t on Twitter very long.”
Just scanning her own Wikipedia page gives the ethereal-voiced singer, 53, the chills.
It’s exhaustively researched, almost uncomfortably so, and even lists her pets, from cat Spartacus to her two Rhodesian ridgebacks, Achilles and Drusilla.
“I have no idea where they got all that, and it’s even old information,” she says. She adopted a new black cat called Hades to replace the late Spartacus.
“So you can’t fight it. If you do anything public nowadays, people will find out about it. But you can guard against it by not posting everything you do, every five minutes,” she says.
It’s one reason Timmins and her family are moving from Toronto to a century-old farmhouse in rural Ontario. She wants to busy herself with her favorite outdoor hobbies — hiking, growing flowers and vegetable gardening.
She also is teaching her 11-year-old son Ed what not to share online.
“My message to him is, ‘If you don’t want me to see it, don’t put it out there,’” she says “Because I will see it, and I’ll bring it to your attention.’”
IF YOU GO
Where: Great American Music Hall, 859 O’Farrell St., S.F.
When: 8 p.m. Thursday
Tickets: $40 (sold out)
Contact: (415) 885-0750, www.slimspresents.com