GWAR plays the Corona Theatre (2490 Notre-Dame West) this Wednesday, December 10th, and we've got tickets to send you and a friend to the show! "Like" our Facebook page, look for the post about the GWAR concert, and post your favourite GWAR photo in the comments for a chance to win. One entry per person, winner will be announced/contacted Wednesday at noon. There will be bloooood, and CJLO deejays are also heading out to the GWAR show sporting their WHITE "Campus Radio is for Lovers" t-shirts, find us and get the same tee absolutely free!
Today on Psychic City we have special guest Patrick Zakhm, clairvoyant and author of "Haunted Places" and "Dreams: Language Of The Spirit World". We will be discussing everything from ghosts, to poltergeists and messages from beyond the grave. Patrick is also the founder of the Montreal Paranormal website. Feel free to post your questions on the Psychic City fan page! The show begins at 5 PM EST.
AFRO-EUROPEAN Badi Banx, rapper/actor/producer from Bruselles, Belgium will be in the CJLO studio this Saturday, December 6th on Beat The World. Tune in from noon to 2 PM for an intimate look into what it means to be an Afro-European artist living in the world today, and about his upcoming Montreal show at Balattou!
A decade later, Death from Above 1979 turn it out at Metropolis
I never thought I'd get to experience a bona fide reunion tour while I was still in my twenties, but if it was going to happen for anyone, it would be Death From Above 1979.
The duo never seemed comfortable, let alone excited, by the fame that followed their 2004 now-classic You're a Woman, I'm a Machine. And not long after the record came out, the two weren't really interested in still being a band. Perhaps Sebastien Grainger and Jesse Keeler might be more suited for creative spurts than a lasting career together, and maybe they'd rather be doing something else, but after a decade of sporadic touring and only two records, they have something many artists would kill for—a guaranteed draw.
Metropolis was packed with a cross-section of indie kids and leather jackets, and the remnants of what would have been called "emo" when these guys last broke up. Ten years later, the band is still thrashy and angsty, and their fans haven’t aged much.
From the first maniacal pick scrapes of "Romantic Rights" to this much-hyped tour, they're still making people stop and say, "wait — a bass can do that?" The main difference is back then they were an unknown two-piece, something fresh when "collectives" were the hip thing in Canada. Now, they're Canadian indie rock superstars. That image of Grainger and Keeler with their elephant trunks was burned into our retinas long before they took the stage Thursday night, the logo illuminated between them. Their mystique only built in the years of their hiatus. In 2011, they tested the waters with some festival dates, and now they're back in full album-support mode, touring North America and Europe for four months.
Grainger in white, Keeler in black, they jump onstage after their army of roadies have cleared the area. Keeler's synthesizer sports a sticker reading in large black lettering: "Don’t steal. The government hates competition."
The crowd goes nuts a second into You’re A Woman, I’m a Machine opener "Turn it Out", and the moshy madness continues as they move into The Physical World’s opener "Cheap Talk". They continue to ping-pong between the two records throughout their set. Things just get sweatier, and spill-ier, as they power through while the low end rattles our teeth. Everyone is just as excited about the new stuff as the "classics", and that really shouldn't be surprising, considering how similar the two records are. The Physical World can't really be called a "mature" record, even if Sebastien’s indie pop solo tendencies have seeped into tracks like "Trainwreck 1979". The work ethic seems to be the same as it has always been—fight for a decade and eventually put out a record both heavy and dancey enough to demand our attention. Even if Grainger can’t hope to hit the high notes in "Trainwreck 1979" live, the surrounding energy and fandom forgives him in an instant.
I don’t think "growth" is the right word for what these guys have gone through. Grainger jokes about a MSTRKRFT song, playfully asking Keeler why he couldn't be in that band. He tells us we better cheer loud, or they're not coming back again.
Whatever their relationship is, it's pretty clear that mutual love is not what's bringing them together. But that doesn't really matterr; they've achieved icon status. Those elephant noses will follow them for the rest of their lives, whether they keep playing together or not.
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After last week's slowdown, get ready to be overwhelmed by what Montreal has to offer this week. Thursday alone is enough to give you a cerebral aneurysm trying to decide what to do. Prince Palu apologizes if there are too many choices, but he wanted to give you as many options as he could.
Thursday, December 4, 2014
Obviously, the big ticket this week is the return of dance-punk legends Death from Above 1979 to Montreal at Metropolis (59 St-Catherine E.). A decade after releasing You're A Woman, I'm A Machine, which seemed to set them up to conquer the world only to see them disband over creative differences, DFA1979 reunited to release The Physical World in September and are heading out on tour to finish what they started. Joining them will be Phantogram, the experimental-electronic pop duo from Greenwich in upstate New York, who have been spreading like unconscious wildfire on soundtracks and television advertisements since their 2009 debut, and Toronto's Biblical, whose stoner-rock hits with equal doses of psychedelia and heaviness. You can checkout their latest album Monsoon Season on their website and see what all the excitement is about. If tickets are still available they will run you $42 at the door. Doors open at 6:30, show at 8:00.
If that is a little steep for your budget, there are a plethora of thrifty options with excellent music happening tonight all over town. Montreal's premier subterranean rock and roll venue, L'Escogriffe (4467 St-Denis) presents a triple bill of local psychedelic rock bands with Melted Faces, Double Date with Death, and After Party Acid People, all for the measly price of $5. With the amber glow of the room, the sound bouncing off the stone walls, and the promise from the bands that the night will get good and greasy, this is an easy one to recommend. Doors at 9:00.
The frugal feast of rock and roll continues over at Barfly (4062 St-Laurent) with a garage rock extravaganza quadruple bill of Pet Sun, Loose Pistons, No Aloha, and Leggy. These four bands pretty much cover the full spectrum of what great garage music can give you. From the sludgy psychedelic fuzz of Pet Sun to the bluesy Loose Pistons, the sexy power pop of No Aloha (formerly known as She), to the dream-punk of Leggy, this show is a must attend for garage rock fans. The fact that it is all happening at Barfly just adds to the goodness. It is a PWYC show with the suggested fee of $5.
Up the street at La Sala Rossa (4848 St-Laurent), Analogue Addiction and Ambiances Ambigües present the shiny punk of Caféïne along with the bizarro world of Vulgar You! and the all-girl power pop of the wittily named Nobro.
Meanwhile, over on Park Avenue at Piccolo Rialto (5711 du Parc) Heavy Trip presents their one-year anniversary show with the hip hop stylings of Alaclair Ensemble, the art-punk of Duchess Says, the prog-psychedelic rock of Chocolat, and the full-throttled power of Solids. DJs Kenlo Craqnuques and Raw Love will also be helping to keep the house bopping as Michael Bardier and co. celebrate what is hopefully the first of many great years.
If you need a little bit of a sombre feeling for your not-quite-the-weekend Thursday night, then Blues Skies Turn Black have just the night for you up at Bar Le Ritz PDB (179 Jean-Talon W.) when Last Ex and Maicamia give a double bill of ambient goodness. Born out of a unused horror film score by Timber Timbre, Last Ex is a musical project of two core members of that band, Simon Trottier and Olivier Fairfield, who decided to further explore its possibilities by building upon the string-based film score. Simultaneously ethereal and atmospheric, their sonic collage will go perfectly with the minimalist, experimental rock of Montreal duo Maicamia. $12 at the door. Show starts at 9:30.
If you are simply looking for a place to sit and drink your beer while catching up with your friends after a long fall semester, but would like to have some excellent tunes hand picked for your listening pleasure, then Rockette Bar (4479 St-Denis) is the place for you. Head on up the stairs where everybody's best friend, Mikey B Rishwain, presents the 12th edition of Secret Affair, this time with Susil Sharma of Heat taking over the DJ duties.
Friday, December 5, 2014
Inside the comfy confines of Casa del Popolo (4873 St-Laurent) is the first of a couple of album launches that are worthy of your time and money. Montreal band Notta Comet, who describe their sound as both "bike rock" and "scientist rock", are launching their debut album, Success With Houseplants. A couple other local bands fill out the line-up. Girl Arm, who are also launching a vinyl 7-inch, and Snooker Emporium. If the words "jangly and/or jagged guitars", "Math Rock", and "experimentation" mean anything to you, then you'll want to get down to Casa around 8:00. $5 at the door.
Also launching an album on Friday up at Brasserie Beaubien (73 Beaubien E.) is the excellent all-female trio Heathers. Joining their badass brand of rock and roll will be the post-punk dance music of Loosestrife and Doilies. I'd love to tell you what Doilies sound like, but as the Facebook event says they are "so cool you can't hear them on the internet." Their bio on Saturn Returns, a queer feminist art collective that is home to all three bands, describes Doilies as "sludgy harmonies over crunchy instrumentals", so I think I can go ahead and give it the thumbs up. It is a PWTC event (suggested $5) and gets going at 9:00.
If maximum R&B and vintage soul is what you are craving, then you'll want to make your way to Le Divan Orange (4234 St-Laurent) and get your groove on when DJs Nick Osicka and Ben Shulman present the next edition of Mess Around!. $5 and the dance party starts at 10:00.
Saturday, December 6, 2014
If the last two days haven't left you spent, you might want to head (back) into the cozy, stone-walled space of L'Esco where Heavy Trip, Housebreaker Records, and Vakarme present a night of good ol' punk rock with Ottawa's The Steve Adamyk Band and a couple of Montreal bands, their Dirtnap Records label mates Sonic Avenues and Prevenge. If the smell of beer and sweat wafting over the sounds of loud guitars and thundering drums gets you thinking of early holiday cheer, this is the place you'll want to warm your feet on a cold winter's night.
Maybe you were looking for something a little more in the danceable, indie-pop musical range? In that case, you can move a couple doors down to Quai des Brumes (4481 St-Denis) where local band Le Trouble will be joined by Toronto's Wildlife and Vancouver's Dear Rogue.
Then again, with this cold turn in the temperature you might be on the look out for a night of EDM to warm up those bones. If that is the case, then MEG Montreal is presenting a great night at Le Divan Orange that should fit the bill with their sixth-annual Le Père Noël Est Un DJ, featuring Technical Kidman, Mr. Nokturn and Truwayz. Bring a toy for the Sun Youth Christmas toy drive and admission is free! Dance party starts at 10:00.
Sunday, December 7, 2014
As we all fall into the gift-buying season that is upon us, you might want to check out the options available at The Plant (185 Van Horne) as they host the fourth-annual Holiday Art Market. Shop locally, give something unique and help out a starving artist. It's win-win-win!
The local ambient psych masters, The Besnard Lakes, who have been touring heavily in support of last year's brilliant Until In Excess, Imperceptible UFO, return to Bar Le Ritz PDB. They will be joined by a local band that is hard to define, so I will tell you to just go have a listen to Dear Denizen and defy you to try and tell me that they won't go great with The Besnard Lakes.
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
In the first few weeks of this column I have stuck to the weekends, mostly because it is easier and less time-consuming, but here are a couple of mid-week shows that you should know about. Unfortunately they are both on the same night, so once again you will have to say no to someone.
Light Bulb Alley headline a night of pre-holiday fun at Le Divan Orange with their blend of swampy, psychedelic, punk rock. They have been building a reputation around Montreal as a band you want to check out. Joining them will be Les Sales Machine, who I know nothing about other than they are a Québécois guitar-bass-drum-sax quartet that blends punk, funk and rock. Rounding out the bill is Burdett Road, who I know even less about. Something about a road in London, England and a bass player from Sweden. $10 at the door and the show starts at 9:30.
The other show on Wednesday night is being presented by Confluence at La Vitrola (4602 St-Laurent). The five-band bill puts two American bands, Elvis Depressedly and Told Slant, and with three local bands, Child Actor, Jack Deming of The Past, and Nanimal, to create a bedroom recording mini-festival.
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Stories by: Emeline Vidal, Marilla Steuter-Martin
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Photo by Greg Cristman
Montreal saw the return of Vancouver's own industrial trailblazers Skinny Puppy for the second time this year as part of their Live Shapes For Arms Tour to promote their 2013 release, Weapon, like ya do. Those around me who also saw them last February seemed to notice some similarities regarding their entire fucking set, but for those who attended neither show, well... Thank God for me, I guess. Mind you, before Saturday, I had as close to no idea what to expect as is conceivable. Join me on this expedition.
The stage is set, a cozy little armchair sits eagerly to the side in the pool of warm light provided by a cheerful old standing lamp. Except for the few seconds of spastic humping it must endure some forty minutes later, the lamp shall remain empty and quietly attentive throughout. The projectors flicker, both on the immense backdrop and upon a semi-transparent unfolded cube centre stage, and out shambles Ogre, a hooded mass of tatters flourishing a black and yellow umbrella. Sounds from the god-damned future form a soundtrack for the grooviest apocalypse we can reasonably hope for, a colossal mantis devours her mate, and the show is under way.
Skinny Puppy are peddling an experience, if I may be permitted to dredge up that term from the trite mines. This is not the sort of act that benefits from an objective approach, so fuck it. Since when have I done anything less than give free reign to my various biases? As I stood amongst the throng, grotesque mechanized pseudo-pods burrowed into my skull, vigorously rooting themselves in the areas of my brain which, unfortunately, would have been more responsive had I been high as balls. It's the thought that counts, though.
There is a small screen to the side, quartered like a security monitor, and apparently displaying live feed of the show from various angles. I soon notice figures flitting around the periphery, ghostly shapes in gas masks and anti-bacterial suits, who coincide with the points of view. Ogre lurches to the side, and they raise a curtain around him. A few moments later, out scampers some shaggy road kill. Par for the course so far. The observers begin to take an interest in him, producing clipboards and prodding him. It occurs to me that there may only have been one of these goons, I'm not really sure, fukken sue me. In any case he/they are joined by a larger black-clad and be-gasmasked figure around when Ogre transforms once more into some breed of simian mutant, and they are promptly upon him to mount a small camera to a bendy-arm harness on his back. Now we can see up his nose! It's a plus.
Things proceed in this vein for the remainder of the show, with a couple more metamorphoses and just a dash of chair-humping, until our frenetic frontman is eventually beaten with cudgels and stuffed into the refolded cube. I leave, sweaty and bemused. All in a night's work for Skinny Puppy.
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