Andrew is CJLO 1690AM's Metal Music Director and the host of Grade A Explosives, Sundays 4PM-6PM
The post-punk genre has seen a notable resurgence in recent years, with bands like Fontaines D.C. and Dry Cleaning breathing new life into the sound and captivating a whole new generation of music lovers. Among these acts are Detroit rockers Protomartyr, who have solidified their place in this revival over their 10+ years in the scene, amassing a considerable following along the way.
These devoted fans stormed La Tulipe in droves Sunday night, eager to see the band perform tracks off their latest album, Formal Growth in the Desert, which dropped just days prior.
As the venue began to fill, the excitement was palpable. Some concertgoers exchanged nostalgic stories of past Protomartyr shows, while others shared their enthusiasm for the new album. No matter the topic of discussion, there was a noticeable sense of camaraderie and collective anticipation in the air.
Soon, opening act Sunforger took the stage and kicked things off with their distinctly melancholic brand of post-punk, perfectly setting the mood for the rest of the evening. Their debut album, which was released just a year ago, provided the basis for their set (and which some might recall from their live session on a certain CJLO show). Their performance was electrifying and hypnotic, undoubtedly winning over new fans among those in attendance.
Once Sunforger wrapped up their set, a brief intermission followed, and soon, the lights dimmed. Excitable shouts rang out through the darkened concert hall, and from the side stage emerged our headlining act. The band dove headfirst into "Maidenhead," a moody track (and a personal favourite of mine) from their third album, which acted as my introduction to the band many years ago.
The band was in the element up on stage, its setup sparse and minimalistic and mirroring the musicians’ nonchalant demeanour. Frontman Joe Casey, beer in hand, delivered powerful and emotionally charged vocals, seamlessly navigating through the band’s extensive catalogue. The setlist was incredibly varied, featuring songs from nearly all their releases, ensuring that no one went home without hearing their favourite track.
As the show neared its end, Casey announced they had a few more songs left, much to the crowd’s disappointment. When the final note was played and the band left the stage, the audience erupted into the familiar chant of “Ole,” rhythmically stomping their feet to demand an encore.
The band soon obliged and returned to the stage after Casey playfully feigned reluctance. Fans were treated to a few more songs, including favourites “Ain’t so Simple” and “I Forgive You” and as the band jumped into their final song, The Agent Intellect track “Why Does it Shake?” a disco ball lit up, casting shimmering lights across the room and creating one hell of a memorable finale.
Protomartyr’s performance at La Tulipe was a testament to their enduring appeal and the passionate community they have built over the years. If ever you get the opportunity to see them perform live, a terrific night is all but guaranteed.
Cole is a co-host of In The Garage, Mondays 8PM-9PM.
With plastic ivy, photo negatives and polaroids dangling from the ceiling, Ivytide hit the stage at Theatre Fairmount on Saturday to an adoring home crowd. Celebrating the release of their latest album, portable darkroom, the room was in ultra-high spirits with groups of young girls erupting in screams whenever singer, Nathan Gagné, directed his flirtatious lyrics to their filming phones.
Ivytide formed after Gagné sought out guitarist Jamie Synette, and bassist Kyle Ruggiero, to be in his live band following the release of a solo EP in 2017. With vocals reminiscent of Still Woozy and Frank Ocean, and indie pop/R&B inspired instrumentation, Ivytide’s steady flow of singles and album releases have earned them a growing following locally as well as internationally. On their latest album, portable darkroom, the songwriting is reflective, nostalgic, and grapples with themes of transition, loss, instability, carrying relationship baggage, and growing older. The album has a 90’s/2000’s feel with its opening track “vacant” setting the tone of the album with a moody guitar part comfortingly evocative of Samantha Ronson’s Mean Girls hit “Built This Way.”
At Theatre Fairmount, Gagné and Ruggiero were outfitted in matching pink jumpsuits covered in autographs and messages from their fans, which they offered to the merch table for further signatures at the end of the show. Their stage presence mirrored the audience’s excitement and glee as they bounced around the stage, encouraged loud singing, and taught the crowd vocal parts to sing along to many of their songs. Before launching into “détours,” Gagné, Synette, and Ruggiero performed coordinated, robotic movements along to a background video of street signs while a track emulating the voice of a GPS rerouting someone through traffic played over the speakers to the great entertainment of their fans. Midway through their set, Gagné invited their opening act, Anna Justen, back on stage to perform a song they said they had just rehearsed backstage. Her angelic voice complimented Gagné’s in such a beautiful way that afterwards several voices in the crowd cried out for them to sing it again.
Throughout their show, the crowd dutifully sang the words to their songs, most notably during “moving song” where the audience’s singing was an accompaniment to Gagné’s throughout. If the ecstatic energy of Ivytide’s hometown release show for portable darkroom was any indicator of where their new album will take them, their show at Theatre Fairmount captured a potent snapshot of the tide of acclaim headed their way.
Angela is the host of The Spacious Astrology Playlist, a weekly playlist of music inspired by the current astrology transits, Fridays 4PM-5PM
Death to All. A field of beans. Thousands of screeching fans throw the hammer down as the world’s best Chuck Schuldiner lookalike assumes the position. Wild.
Tribute bands are horrible. The kind of people who choose to dress up as famous musicians just because they’re bored of pulling 40 hours a week in a stained office chair make me sick. I mean sure, who doesn’t look in the mirror and look back at themselves with a stiff Jim Morrison face every once in a while, but there really are a lot of perverts out there.
Chuck Schuldiner gifted death metal upon this world with his band’s 1987 debut album Scream Bloody Gore. If Mary Elizabeth “Tipper” Gore and her posse of brainwashed PMRC nutjobs got so worked up over AC/DC and Madonna, one can only imagine how much Schuldiner’s sick riffs would have riled her up. Classic early Death cuts like “Zombie Ritual” and “Pull the Plug” laid a new foundation for mulleted jean-jacketed teens looking for the next sick thing, and Death went on to prove their worth throughout the ‘90s by pushing their music further into the technical and experimental ends of the metal genre. To this day, when pimple-faced 15-year-olds flip their calloused hands through record bins, Death albums are still the cream of the crop.
Sadly, Schuldiner passed away back in 2001 at the age of 34 after losing a battle with an aggressive type of cancer. Ever since, Schuldiner’s legacy in the music world has only multiplied, earning him the nickname “The Godfather of Death Metal.”
So you got all these kids still soaking up Death’s records, but the project’s main creative force has big shoes to fill. For more than a decade, Death’s music was relegated to turntables and sound systems, away from live audiences. To fill this gap, a group called Death to All popped up in 2012, which consisted of former Death members who had played on the band’s previous albums. Tribute band - yes, but at least the people on stage were in Schuldiner’s close circle, and had played Death’s music live with him in the past.
In 2024, Death to All have cemented themselves as an established touring act - consisting of drummer Gene Hoglan, bassist Steve DiGiorgio, guitarist Bobby Koelble, and singer/guitarist Max Phelps. While Phelps is essentially Chuck 2.0, sporting very similar physical features and vocal chops, all other members have been involved with the original band at various points in the past. That’s what makes this group hit ten times harder than your local corner tribute act.
And man do they put on a fierce show. Opening with none other than “Leprosy” last Tuesday at the Beanfield Theatre, Death to All proved a sonic tour de force, setting the audience ablaze with infernal cuts like “Mutilation”, “Born Dead”, and “Open Casket”. Phelps’ rendition of Schuldiner’s material is also incredibly well executed. If you close your eyes at a Death to All concert, it’s not hard to hear Schuldiner’s iconic screams echoing through the venue.
They say that a person really secedes from human cannon when their name is spoken for the last time. Come on, you watched Coco. In 34 years, Schuldiner did much to ensure that his legacy would live on, but the incredible people involved with Death to All are extending Chuck’s voice further into eternity every time they get on stage.
Death is one of my favourite bands of all time, and being able to see their music in a live setting and honoured properly by former band members is truly one of life’s true pleasures. Looking at faces at the show, it’s evident that many others feel the same. Catch Death to All if you can - the material is fantastic, as are the performances.
RIP Chuck.
SXSW had a different feeling this year as artists pulled out of the festival in support of Palestine; Raytheon, a weapons company, had events at the festival, and though the rest of the artists came because of the opportunity SXSW provides them, some expressed that they do not support the US providing weapons to Israel and demanded a cease fire.
We landed in Austin Wednesday. The first event we attended was a networking event hosted by M for Montreal. Whenever M for Montreal hosts an event outside of the city they always have some Canadian treat for those in attendance and this year they did not disappoint, with Beavers Tails for dessert! Right after I went to the Pop for Montreal showcase which was adjacent to the event. There I discovered Montreal artist Hanorah who has a soulful sound and put on a beautiful performance. I couldn’t believe I never heard of her! Next was indie group Sorry Girls. The last performance I watched, and the reason I went to the showcase, was to see Janette King, a friend of The Limelight. It was so good to see a familiar face in a different city. She set the stage with roses and dim lights and began her performance which was soulful, sensual, she performed her newest track Nah Mek Me Fall which has a Caribbean dance feel to it.
Thursday I went to see The Beatbox collective from the UK. This is a crew that beatboxes sounds, beats and sketches. Each Beatboxer, Bass 6, Ball-Zee, Hobbit and MC Zani bring their own sound from Hip Hop, House and Pop. It was an amazing show, my mind was blown!
Friday I went to see Ho99o9, a group that Andrew our metal director and Allison our station manager attended. They mentioned that they blend punk with hip hop so I wanted to see what they were about. When they got on stage there was who looked witchy and a little scary and one dressed in a suit. Their sound had a heavy punk sound that they sung and rhymed over. It was a different sound for me but I got into it. What got me during the performance was that in between songs they would play classic tracks from Frank Sinatra to Crystal Waters, almost as if it was to balance the craziness of their performance. I found out later that a few of my friends know Ho99o9 so I felt good knowing I got to experience these artists and their unique style.
Later, I went to BBC Presenting, a UK showcase at The British Music Embassy held at the Sheraton where was two stages were set up outside. It was one of my favourite venues at the festival. Once again I was joined by our metal director Andrew to see Crae Wolf. She is described as rock and fantasy meets drill. Crae Wolf came off stage, told us her name and that when she says Crae, we say Wolf making it sound like Woof! The crowd loved it. She told us that she loved vampires and werewolves and you can tell by her goth style. She put on a great show, rapping singing over drill and rock beats. I had the pleasure of meeting her after her performance, not only is she a great performer and cool artists, she is very down to earth and humble.
Next I watched SANITY known for encapsulating a distinctive blend of Hip Hop and jazz. Her flow was smooth and her story telling was flawless. This was my favourite performance and discovery of the festival. She is now an artist in rotation on my show.
Overall the festival had so many artists to discover, I enjoyed that there were shows where the genres crossed meaning I got the see some of them with other MDs on the trip.
Amrew Weekes aka Lady Oracle is a co-host of The Limelight, Saturdays 6-8 p.m.
Live music is a strange form of entertainment, if you really stop to consider it. As an audience member, yes, you pay for the privilege of being entertained by a band or performer whose works you enjoy, and yes, ideally, these performers earn something in exchange for that work. But to get on stage and run through your most known songs, night after night for months, sometimes year after year, is a strange desire. It would seem to me that for most musicians, for whom private jets and sold out stadiums aren't the norm, the promise of payment isn't generally enough -- as cliche as it sounds, you really have to do it for the love.
Angelica hosts BVST every Wednesday at 7 - 9 PM on CJLO. Tune in for the best (& worst) rock'n'roll, country, punk & metal!
‘Does Casa del Popolo have a generator?’. ‘Does it have A/C?’. These were notions that certainly went through spectators’ minds as they ran into the venerable show bar during a fierce electrical storm that left parts of the city in a blackout. At thirty degrees plus humidity, Casa’s ventilation would be put to the test, hosting three indie rock outfits whose high energy would push the system to its limit. It was worth it.
With roughly 40 to 50 people in attendance, there was enough room to comfortably pick a spot while holding much-needed liquid refreshment as Montreal garage-pop band The Wesleys took to the stage shortly after 9pm. Hot off the release of their self-titled debut album in March, The Wesleys took no time immersing the crowd in their brand of freshly vintage indie rock. Keeping banter to a minimum, the quartet set an impressive precedent, with a capable drum and rhythm section that served as an anchor, allowing room for riffing and harmonies associated with classic DIY surf and punk styles. Casa del Popolo’s unique - albeit restricting - stage usually means bands have to be creative with their presentation, which may have been why bass player Quentin Chisholm was positioned firmly front and centre, though it seemed in keeping with the band’s collaborative spirit, sharing in vocal responsibilities and otherwise free-handing musical duties, a through line that would be prevalent with the following acts.
Charlottetown, PEI’s Absolute Losers came next, lauding The Wesleys while referring to them as a ‘real rock n’ roll’ band. Yet the trio of brothers Sam and Josh Langille, along with drummer/vocalist Daniel Hartinger brought their own spirit of crushing indie pop to the stage, standing firm in their own rock essence while delivering effortless power hooks, mostly from their latest release, At the Mall. Though Absolute Losers’ unassuming and proficiently tight set may have run counterpoint to their looser, flashier predecessors thatevening, they proved to be terrific ambassadors of the rock n’ roll tradition as well, with Sam Langille pushing his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose with the microphone after jostling and bobbing through half their performance – as rock n’ roll a move as I can remember. Drummer Hartinger unassumingly served as the bands’ fastener, adeptly pulverizing his kit while contributing to splendid harmonies, key to the bands’ overall energy and sound.
By the time Montreal-via-Charlottetown contemporaries Prism Shores hit the stage, it was apparent that the crowd had begun to wane, with body heat catching up to the venue’s overworked ventilation system along with a 10:30 start time on a Wednesday evening. Thankfully, the headliners pushed through, working to keep their audience enlivened with songs from their well-received 2022 record Inside My Diving Bell as well as new music from a forthcoming album this year. Apart from a brief technical issue to address a frenetic G string, the band deftly traversed from their signature sonic evocations to an edgier, urgent sound (potentially due to a lack of space for a keyboard), which served as an irresistibly alchemic soundscape complimenting the two previous acts. Guitarist Jack Mackenzie and bassist Ben Goss divided the burden of vocal duties on songs like “Tennis Shoes” and “Acrobat,” buckling down under quickly rising temperatures, no doubt due to the combination of lighting and moving bodies appreciating the high-energy set.
With a trifecta of up-and-coming Canadian talent, the evening proved to be a rewarding showcase for a crowd seemingly satisfied with what they witnessed; an unadulterated, melody-driven mixed bag of styles indicating that what’s old is new and that ‘real’ rock n’ roll is alive and well, even in the dog days of May.
Donald is the host of Eastern Promises, a show about the inspiring and influential music of Atlantic Canada, Wednesdays 1:00PM-2:00PM
When most people think of Montreal group TEKE::TEKE, they think of loud abrasive punk, but then they also think of 60s psych, Japanese folklore and traditional Bulgarian music. Well, actually when people think of TEKE::TEKE they think of a lot of things. That is very much because the group is composed of seven members with various musical and cultural backgrounds. And with their stream-of-consciousness and jam-style approach to songwriting, their music is always fascinating, innovative and original.
A significant element of the group’s sound is the powerful, yet delicate, flute floating over the band’s pulsing rhythms. The person behind the flute is the very talented Yuki Isami. Born in Japan, Isami came to Montreal to study music at the studio of Claire Marchand at the McGill Conservatory. She is an accomplished player, performing in many different symphonies and in festivals across the world. To add to her repertoire, she also plays other traditional Japanese instruments such as the Shinobue, Shamisen, and Koto. And to add the final puzzle piece to her personality, she is also a synchronized swimmer.
Such an accomplished musician who forges their own path is the perfect fit for the band of pirates that makes up TEKE::TEKE. On their latest album Hagata, Isami’s playing can be heard playfully coming in and out, completing songs with twists and surprises. But, there is a particular track on the album, that doesn't last more than two minutes, called “Me No Haya” that is a little different from the rest. In this track, the focus is on Isami’s flute with the band slowly introducing their parts as the song blossoms before coming to its close. This track acts as a teaser for Isami’s debut album, where listeners are now granted the time to see her inspirations and interpretations expanded upon.
What makes her album Rives so fascinating is that Isami selected pieces that she found best reflected Japanese traditional music, but also how it adapted over time after the exposure of more Western-style compositions. The latter half of the album does the opposite and highlights Western compositions that were influenced by Eastern counterparts. In the press release, Isami talks about this cultural exchange as a reflection of her experiences of being a dual citizen of both Canada and Japan. The album is mysterious, and sometimes dark but always sharp and with purpose. Isami, alongside pianist Natsuki Hiratsuka and percussionist Patrick Graham, brought Rives to the stage on May 17th for the album’s launch show.
The stage was set at Salle Joseph Rouleau, a small venue on Mont Royal that most of us are used to walking past. The venue was humble but impressive in its acoustic treatment of the room. With the beautiful pine-coloured wood surrounding the stage, the room was glowing as if it were hit with sunshine. Isami took the stage at first dressed in a full kimono complete with zori sandals and tabi socks. The first act comprised of pieces from the album, again which were the Japanese songs interpreted or adapted due to Western influences and in this section she played up to three different traditional Japanese flutes. For Act 2, Isami and her players quickly went off stage with the flutist returning in a shimmering aqua blue gown, complete with thick dazzling silver jewelry, and from what I could tell at least 6-inch heels. She explained that in the next segment, it was a new era with new songs and a new flute, therefore she needed a new dress. In a reversal from Act One, Isami was now playing European pieces that changed after exposure to Japanese music. The highlight was on Debussy, of which the singer spoke of his adoration of Japanese culture. In this next segment, pianist Natsuki Hiratsuka really got to shine and percussionist Patrick Graham completed the pieces with his never-ending treasure chest of tools, which acted as his drum kit. For Act 3, Isami paid tribute to master composer Toru Takemitsu. In a fascinating piece entitled “Voice”, Isami performed with unusual techniques such as slamming her fingers on the flute, delivering piercing, sharp blows of air and shouting phrases in between notes at a rapid pace. This very experimental piece was again an attestation to her musical ability and also her diverse interests as an artist.
The performance felt all too short, but the crowd couldn’t complain as they were met with imported sake from Nico Fujita and hors d’oeuvres prepared by the team of Tomokazu Murakami in the lobby. The energy in the room was excited and buzzing, as audience members approached the glowing artist to give her their praises. It was heartwarming to see Yuki Isami shine on her night, a perfect concert which seemed to be truly curated by her own dreams.
Lisa Rupnik is the head music director at CJLO and co-host of The Last Stop. She is also an avid record collector, a “no nonsense” film lover and feels that her personality can be best defined by her two favourite bands: YMO and Sparks
In a Montreal spring, many days you look up, sure it’s about to start raining, the sky dark, and atmospheric pressure pressing down on you so much you almost feel under the weather, but the clouds never open, and that release of rain is never found. This was the case on Monday, May 13th, when Ride came to Fairmount Theatre with its equally pummelling guitars and abrasive sound.
The Oxford band found early success with their breakout debut Nowhere (1990), which garnered critical and charting acclaim and is still considered one of the most important shoegaze records released. Shortly after, in 1992, Ride released Going Blank Again, another beloved classic of the genre. The band released a few more records before disbanding in 1995, and finally reuniting in 2015, abandoning fans’ nostalgic wishes for them to continue in the shoegaze tradition and embracing broader rock sounds.
First up on the bill was local band Karma Glider. The band is fronted by Susil Sharma and features Jean-Philippe Bourgeois (bass), Jean-Philippe Godbout (drums), Charlie Neufeld (guitar), and was joined by Wesley MacNeil on keys, who you may know from fellow Mothland outfit Nightlunch. The band played mostly off their excellent 2023 record Future Fiction (#4 most-played release on CJLO last year). Karma Glider makes noisy indie rock, with a bit of a shoegaze bent, that was more on display in their live performance than their recorded music. The set was brash and energetic, with plenty of impressive guitar playing from Sharma. Later into the set, Sharma mentioned the next songs were from an upcoming EP. One of the songs, “Sugarcane” strongly utilized MacNeil for a more synthy sound.
Between sets, I talked with a local musician who told me that Karma Glider went drastically over their allotted time, which made sense, as it was creeping towards 9:00 PM, with another band to go and Ride set to play at 9:15 PM. With that, Philadelphia’s Knifeplay entered Fairmount’s wide stage, saying they’d be playing a shortened set due to time constraints. Knifeplay ended up only playing two songs, though, as a shoegaze band, both songs were well over five minutes. Knifeplay, which TJ Strohmer started as a bedroom project, now performs as a six-piece, crafting beautiful, slow tunes, layered with distortion. Despite their short set, Knifeplay certainly wowed Fairmount, with their packed stage presence and room-filling guitars. After their second tune, guitarist Johnny Klein leaned into the mic to say “We have merch in the back” and the band promptly left the stage. Ouch… but fair.
After a brief break, the lights turned down and recorded drum instrumentation began, the LED lights behind Fairmount’s stage lit up to say “RIDE,” and the crowd started cheering. The band entered the stage and launched into “Peace Sign,” the opening track off of their 2024 album Interplay. The band played through a few more tracks from Interplay, solid rock tunes, with less of the drony shoegaze sound the band originally became renowned for. But then, the iconic drum beat started and the venue knew it was time to go back to 1990 for, in my opinion (and that of resident CJLO shoegaze expert, Omar of Hooked on Sonics), the song we were waiting for – “Dreams Burn Down.” Cellphones went up in the air and the crowd started singing along to this classic. When the song finished, guitarist and vocalist Mark Gardener simply said, “That was a shoegaze song,” before going into the next track.
He did this a few times throughout the show, likely poking fun at the recent renaissance the genre is having. This Fairmount show consisted of mostly the demographic you’d expect for a band that’s been at it since the early 1990s. Unlike the Duster concert of a few months earlier, which was packed with teenagers shoulder to shoulder against the barricade, this audience was around the band's age. However, there was certainly still a fair share of eager high schoolers and college kids packed up front. It’s safe to say that Ride hasn’t hit it big on TikTok the way some of their peers have, which is a shame, as their early output is some of the best of its genre.
Ending off their set with their most famous song “Vapour Trail” and then the similarly-iconic “Seagull” and “Leave Them All Behind,” the audience came alive again, singing along to “Vapour Trail” especially loud.
Some highlights off their new album included “Monaco” and “Last Night I Went Somewhere to Dream,” which had the audience dancing to the catchy rock tunes. Interplay sounds almost nothing like the seminal Nowhere and Going Back Again, but live, somehow it works. While, yes, you could tell the audience was rearing up, clamouring to hear their favourite classic shoegaze songs, the band’s no-fucks attitude and technical skill made even the new stuff feel pretty great.
Aviva Majerczyk is the magazine editor at CJLO 1690AM. She is also the host of The Alley, a folk-rock show airing Fridays at 11:00 AM.
Wow, at the time of writing, it's May. My how time flies! It feels like only a month and a half ago that I was down in Austin at SXSW, the largest, and arguably one of the most important cultural festivals in North America. I blanket statement "cultural festival" because SXSW has grown from a humble music festival to a behemoth, spanning nearly two full weeks with a tech, movie, and comedy conference rolled together to make a sort of unwieldy beast.
Oh... you know what? I actually have to write a review of SXSW. Shit... that's due at the beginning of May! Well, I don't have time to get further into the history of a festival. You can look it up on Wikipedia, so let me get moving on this review.
CJLO sent a bunch of representatives down this year for the music portion of the festival, and if you want to read about how our Head Music Director, felt about the trip, you can read their reviews, which I would summarize here, but again, there's no time, so go read it, I'll link our Head MD, Lisa's article.
As we entered the city of Austin, we were greeted by a Tide-wrapped wine bar where, at least I imagine, patrons were greeted with enough complimentary shots of Tide All in One and sufficient Tide Pods to snack on to their heart's content. Of course, I could make a larger point about the corporate co-opting of a music festival, diluting the very meaning behind why the whole thing was started, but, as I said, I'm behind on writing this review, so I simply have no time.
After checking into the hotel, I immediately ran over to Swan Dive, which had been turned into Canada House for an extended portion of the festival. Kicking off my musical experience was the Saskatoon-ish, Halifax-ish based art punks in Grimelda, who I interviewed after their set. Perhaps, a synopsis of the interview would be something that I should bring up here, but there's no time.
There is time for me to say that you can check it out on the Grade A Explosives portion of the CJLO website, however, so go do that.
After checking out Grimelda, I took the trek out to my favourite Austin dive bar, The Lost Well, to see an unofficial metal showcase featuring all Austin metal bands including Ungrieved, Slumbering Sun, Secret Green, and Dim Light. Not only did I see an amazing show, interview Secret Green, see members of Destroyer of Light (who have their last and great new record out for you to listen to here, I also ate some delicious tacos, and was able to pick up a vinyl copy of Disfear's Live the Storm, so all in all, a great night.
But, it isn't all about music. Keen readers may have noticed the word "conference" in the initial paragraph, so I took the next day to attend a panel on cross-genre music where I learned such valuable lessons as "hip-hop is dead" and "no one cares about rock music," which, to be fair, we all know.
But enough of that learning nonsense, this is all about music.
So, after a nice interview with Vision Video, I went back to Canada House to catch a bit of the Indigenous hardcore done by Indian Giver, who are a collective based out of Toronto, followed by Calgary's own metal sons in WAKE. This was all pretty wild to think about since everyone at the venue was listening to punk, hardcore, and progressive grind in the middle of the day. That seems to break some unwritten rule that every music festival seems to follow, namely that heavy bands must be relegated only to when the sun goes down, and also must be segregated from the rest of the bands so the delicate indie sensibilities of other bands and fans can not be disturbed by the angry, loud music.
In fact, SXSW seems to be segregating all of the metal away from most of the festival.
This is the third time I've attended, and this year marks the lowest number of bands who label themselves as "metal" on the SXSW schedule. However, this is paradoxically the most interesting set of "metal" bands, with none of the typical "stoner rock" fair that SX seemed to highlight the most in previous years.
Among the artists listed with this designation besides the aforementioned WAKE include:
- Zheani, who is mixing hyperpop and metal,
- Crae Wolf, who is mixing hip-hop and metal,
- Blind Channel, who is the Finnish Eurovision entry and is making metal in a sort of nu-metal meets hair metal style
- WifeKnife, who are doing a sort of loud punk mixed with a sort of NWOHM sound
... and aside from a couple of what I assume are joke descriptors, that's it.
"But Andrew, wasn't there a hardcore showcase you mentioned in your pre-SX article? You must be forgetting those bands because you are biased and hate hardcore," and on this point, you would be partially correct; not about my bias, but I did mention this hardcore showcase that was going to happen, courtesy of Flatspot Records. And with that, I guess this is as good a place as any to talk about the, let's call it "kerfuffle" that SXSW was embroiled in.
Directly before the festival started, a bunch of artists, started by Squirrel Flower, decided to boycott the festival over two main points. One, they objected to the U.S. Army being a "Super sponsor" of the event, and two, they objected to a panel being done by defence contractor company RTX Corporation, who most of us might recognize by its former name, Raytheon, known for their production of missiles, some of which are currently being used by a certain country in the Middle East to do a bit of a genocide on another group of people. All in all, more than 80 bands drop off of official SXSW showcases, including all of the Flatspot bands, a good chunk of indie artists, and every Irish band except for two.
So, that seems pretty important.
How did SXSW choose to respond to this? Did they bump the Army down to a non-super sponsor? Did they ask the Raytheon panel not to happen? I'd love to tell you those answers, but SX chose a different strategy, which was to ignore the whole situation and hope that no one pays attention.
That is until Texas' supremely conservative, unliked governor, Greg Abbott, decided to tweet about it, saying bands that boycotted weren't welcome in the state. Suddenly, SX had a response, because being aligned with the military and defence contractors is fine, but tacitly agreeing with Greg Abbott by remaining silent, well that's just too far.
Cue the black text on white background statement starting with the most important thing, that they do not agree with Abbott, and then continued about how the military is a part of the local economy and how the military, and industrial complex surrounding it, often is the impetus for us to get technologies, like cell phones and the internet, so we all should know what they're working on.
And look, as an American, I expect the military to somehow be involved in every large festival in the United States, and I'm sort of confused how any other American could think otherwise. People from other countries may be, rightfully, surprised by this take, but it's sort of a reality of the US, and also very not surprising. I mean, just picture what you think of when you think about the US and the military is probably number three, right below Jesus and guns.
And, SX's argument regarding technology is not incorrect. We do, whether we like it or not, owe a lot of the technology we currently use without thought to developments from their original military applications. The rub here, though, is that you usually don't get to make that argument while a very active and very divisive actual war is happening. To do so, regardless of intent, makes you look like at minimum out of touch, and at maximum like you actively support what's happening.
I could go on about this topic, but again, I don't have the time.
After checking out the slightest bit of the Ranch Magazine showcase, I headed over to the Marshall Funhouse at Parrish to see Irish rockers Therapy? who did an amazing set, putting in a good chunk of classic tracks from their stellar album Troublegum, which ended my night.
After a good night's rest, I went to the top floor of the hotel to do an interview with other Irish lads from the band Chalk. And since interviews are good in pairs, I then chatted with LA comedy band Wolves of Glendale. And, since humans love things in threes, I also got to chat with the people who wrote one of my favourite records of 2023, The Perfume of Decay, Tigercub. All of these you can hear on a future episode of Grade A Explosives, so stay tuned for that.
After that, on the way back, I got into a conversation with a member of staff at SweetSensei, a cannabis seller, and found out all about their Congress Avenue location and Texas' strange cannabis laws, though maybe that's a bit rich coming from a place where the province managed to mess up selling a substance that seemingly everyone uses.
Realizing that I had now gone many hours without watching a band onstage, I went to Creem Magazine's showcase to meet up with some of the other CJLO peeps to see the hip-hop / punk / occasionally metal crossover act, NYC's Ho99o9, who put on an AWESOME show! Truely, next time they come to Montreal if you miss them you are missing something special.
Wanting to keep the hip-hop crossover vibes going, I saw Crae Wolf, who I mentioned above. Apparently, she has a whole band back in the UK to do backup while she performs, which, if her performing to a single DJ is any indication, must be amazing. Did I do an interview with her as well that you can hear on an upcoming show? I think you know the answer.
Finally, tired from my 11.5km of walking, I decided to catch one last artist doing an odd genre pairing, so I stopped off at the Jaded | FRIENDS:FOREVER showcase to catch the superb weirdness of the hyper-pop meets metal done by Alice Longyu Gao. I'd recommend you go listen to her tracks, but, quite frankly, they do not do the unhinged performance she did justice. I mean, still go listen to her stuff, but know that if you see it live it will blow you away.
And, of course, only then realizing that I had not eaten anything for the entire day, I stopped by the Misfits Barbecue food truck and had their spicy Hatch Mac & Cheese. I include them, not just because the food was great, but also because I deeply regret not getting the Brisket sandwich, and I pray you do not make the same mistake as me.
Perhaps, from all of this, you're getting an idea of what the atmosphere present at SX is like and in case you haven't, let me sum it up succinctly.
It is chaos.
Here are but a few examples:
- Did I get enough C4 energy drinks to power a human until the end of time? For a normal person, yes! For me, no.
- Were mics set up at every corner on 6th street so people can choose to perform? Yes! Were a good chunk of them rappers, thus bringing into question the "hiphop is dead statement". Also, Yes!
- Were there people who had plastic containers full of snakes for people to pet? Yes!
- Was there an industrial artist from LA called Azarene who performed a track while on top of a car until he was asked to move by security? Yes!
- Did I get to have free tastes of whiskey in my hotel lobby with the drummer from Channel Zero? Yes!
- Was there a "suspicious package" that shut down part of the street and thereby got me to chat with a delightful member of The Austin Chronicle until the bomb squad arrived to investigate? Yes! The package was absolutely nothing, by the way, and honestly, the drunken mess that people are down there, I'm surprised it even was worthy of attention.
- Did the previous five examples of all this happen on the same day? Yes!
... and that's part of the weird magic of SXSW. It’s a festival full of blatant contradictions. Deeply corporate, yet having weirdness around it that would make most PR firms run screaming into the night. The ability to have a panel with speakers who say hip-hop is dead and yet the festival has more hip-hop on its lineup than anything else. Even both making a cogent argument about the military-industrial complex and how it affects our everyday life, while not being cognizant enough to know how that argument will sound with what's happening in the world.
So, do I recommend buying a badge and going to SXSW?
Hellllll no; it's like 1,200 USD for the badge alone!
But... if you happen to have friends or family that live near Austin, do I recommend going for a day to see what madness you might be able to find over 8 square blocks? One hundred percent, yes you should do that, and until next year, when I'll be writing a brand new entry into the "SXSW controversy" articles, I bid the festival adieu.
Andrew is CJLO 1690AM's Metal Music Director and the host of Grade A Explosives, Sundays 4PM-6PM