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Apes Wake from the End of an Inter Arma Full of Hell at Foufounes Electriques

Grindcore/noise seers Full of Hell rolled through Montreal this past Wednesday. The Ocean City, Maryland/Central Pennsylvania act are currently supported on a North American tour by End, Inter Arma, and Wake.

The name of the game here is heavy. None of the bands on this bill (including extra support Apes out of Quebec City) make a habit of incorporating anything melodic in their music. This concert setup tends to either make or break acts when they hit the stage, leaving them to drown in the wall of sound or be cohesive enough to stand out above the rest.

Richmond, Virginia’s Inter Arma made a good job of rising out of the pack - frontman Mike Paparo prowling the stage with sure command. When he wasn't shaking his head maniacally side to side, Paparo would stand completely still, holding uncomfortable eye contact with specific audience members as the assembly behind him pushed out slow, sludgy riffs. And while the majority of their music leans heavy towards the trudging Primitive Man end of the spectrum, one particular moment of their set saw the band transition from a quiet, peaceful passage to a borderline classic rock jam reminiscent of the faster fun bits in Kansas’ “Carry On My Wayward Son” – as much of a jab that may sound like. Ironically, this was one of the highlights of the night, just because of how different this transition sounded from everything else.

And thus it was time for End (decidedly better than the end), a hardcore/metalcore supergroup made up of musicians from Counterparts, Fit For An Autopsy, The Acacia Strain, Shai Hulud, and Reign Supreme. The collective groups associated with this act immediately shone through in the powerhouse of sound emitting from the stage, with frontman Brendan Murphy doing well to rile up the crowd between songs. End’s blend of hardcore and metalcore was straightforward but executed well, which injected the crowd with an energy unmatched by everyone else on the bill, barring the headliner.

And that brings us to Full of Hell. The powerviolence/death metal/noise outfit have been kicking ass and taking names since their 2009 formation – their following growing to surprising numbers given how intense and grating their music can be at times. The world really is full of freaks.

In between minute-long sessions of breakdown riffs and blastbeats layered under singer Dylan Walker screaming his absolute head off, Walker manned a console on stage, fiddling with knobs that produced ear-bleeding screeches intense enough to sober up even the farthest gone. The frontman also brought out a black light-up flute thingy that looked like some kind of futuristic breathalyzer straight out of Blade Runner. The frontman blew into this instrument while manipulating the console below him, which made some kind of noise that otherwise wasn’t discernable from all the other noise. But if you can’t discern any of the noise, the noise act achieves its goal, doesn’t it? I think I got that one from Nietzche.

The concert was alright. With so many heavy acts, everything turns pretty muddy act after act. Full of Hell’s place atop the bill was reinforced in their performance however, as the extra layers of noise and quality of their (albeit short) songs synthesized in a way that other groups fail to replicate. The tour is worth catching if you’re into the specific niche most of these bands fall into.

Portugal. The Man: Do They Feel It Still?

It's been nearly seven years since John Gourley led his close-knit group of bandmates, Zachary Carothers, Kyle O’Quin, Eric Howk and Zoe Manville, on their embarkment into stardom. Following the release of their Grammy-worthy hit “Feel It Still”, the pop-rock band known as Portugal. The Man, found themselves in the limelight like never before. Unfavourably, with the global pandemic hitting just after the height of the bands’ success, fallout was inevitable; however, fallout does not begin to encapsulate the hardships faced by PTM. 

Loss, addiction, and a heart-wrenching genetic disorder diagnosis of Gourley and Manville’s daughter is the short way of slating the group’s difficult evolution. Luckily for fans, the band continued to release cathartic and crowd-pleasing records. In honour of their friend Chris Black who passed away in early 2019, the band released their first album since their 2017 record Woodstock, titled: Chris Black Changed My Life. Such an album would lead into another global tour, the first since Portugal. The Man’s journey through tragedy.

On Sunday, November 20th, PTM arrived at Montreal’s MTELUS. The show’s opener Good Kids, with a sound much like that of pop-rock band LoveJoy, graciously prepared the crowd for the long-awaited performance. Prior to the group’s entrance, the mic was given to an Indigenous elder. As land recognition continues to be worked into today’s societal norms, it was refreshing to hear such a powerful voice speak to the commitment that Portugal. The Man continuously has to the Indigenous peoples. 

During their performance, PTM was heavily loaded with a variety of instruments, ranging from a double-necked electric guitar to the sudden emergence of a B flat trumpet. While their artistry was evident in their strobe-rock lighting and lyricism, their performance faltered.

The band’s seamless setlist transitions left a gaping hole in their connection with their audience. Throughout the entirety of the 90-minute show, a singular sentence was spoken to the crowd outside of song. Clearly, the intention of a live concert is not to talk an audience’s ear off, however, the lack of acknowledgement of their fans' presence left many attending the show utterly high and dry. During “Dummy”, from the band's latest album, there was promise in raising the audiences’ energy from their lukewarm sways. It was evident that the younger crowd could scream along to the lyrics, however, this was an anomaly within PTM’s set. Around the halfway mark, the band's mic levels seemed precariously uneven, leaving their sound disappointingly empty, but this wasn’t the only emptiness that exhibited. An audience member who spoke highly of Gourley’s artistry with the band, admitted that they were “pissed off” that the frontman seemed to be “hiding” during the entirety of the performance. Throughout his career, Gourley has confessed to how the pressures following the band’s Grammy win in 2018 wore him down. The frontman’s diffidence became evident as he sang onstage, woefully shrivelled into the hood of his sweater. 

In its entirety, Sunday’s performance begged the question of whether or not Portugal. The Man had been properly equipped for a strenuous tour following their difficult few years. Even their hit track, “Feel It Still” fell short as the group’s usual upbeat radio gold, became a dismal piece, requiring the use of Shazam to decrypt this live rendition’s previous radio fame.

The Holdovers: A Poignant Picture Of Personal Growth

This year has been interesting for films in the sense that it has been “the year of the epic” – without exception, the most critically and commercially successful films in 2023 have been grand in every sense of the word. The Holdovers is different. By contrast, it’s a tightly focused and tightly cast film that’s driven by the characters and the exploration of their emotional depths.

Directed by Alexander Payne and starring Paul Giamatti, Dominic Sessa, and Da’Vine Joy Randolph, The Holdovers takes place over the Christmas break of 1970 at Barton Academy, a New England prep school. While his peers are out for the holidays, Angus Tully (Sessa) is stuck at the school with his bête noire, classics professor Paul Hunham (Giamatti), after an act of parental abandonment. Hunham doesn’t want the responsibility but is stuck with it due to a nasty twist of fate. Also present at Barton for the holiday season is Mary Lamb (Randolph), the cafeteria manager of the school who is grieving the tragic loss of her son in Vietnam. These three incredibly different people wind up being alone together during what sometimes can be the loneliest time of the year, especially when you don’t have anyone to be with. 

Throughout the holiday break, we watch them transform as their emotional guards come down and they allow the others to see their own pain that they keep hidden, which manifests in other self-sabotaging ways. As they allow themselves to be vulnerable with each other, Professor Hunham, Angus, and Mary not only learn profound lessons about themselves but also step up and help each other as they process their own emotions and experience their own breakthroughs. It occurs as they interact together in ways ranging from watching TV, attending a holiday party, or taking the trip to Boston which sets up the climax of the film. By the time you reach the film’s bittersweet conclusion, you can see that all three of our protagonists have grown immensely from their experiences with each other over those two weeks and become better versions of themselves in the process.

This movie absolutely belongs to the three main actors. Through their performances, each of them introduces to the audience the qualities that make their characters flawed but also infuse them with enough likeability to make the audience root for them: Giamatti’s stuffy and crotchety but honourable professor; Sessa as the rebellious and surly, yet ultimately kindhearted student; and a scene-stealing performance by Randolph as the earthy, raw and touchingly sympathetic staff member. As each character’s narrative arc intersects with each other like a tapestry, the actors manage to play off each other incredibly well to portray how and why these multidimensional people held onto their pain and what happened to give them the space to overcome that pain. Bravo to them.

I also applaud Payne’s directorial choices, as those choices not only show that the movie is set in the early 70s but practically take us there. Everything is done deliberately and with care, from the credits being done in a 70s style and the type of camera work done to the authenticity of the setting and the film’s naturalistic depiction of life at a prep school; it recalls the New Hollywood era of filmmaking. Even the decisions made on the more substantive choices of the film like the casting and the way the narrative plays out is a callback to New Hollywood filmmaking. The only thing that I had an issue with was that there were points in the film that arguably dragged on for longer than necessary, particularly in the beginning where the stage is set. Despite that, it is a consistently solid film - well-written, well-directed, and especially well-acted. 

The Holdovers might not be the most accessible of films but if you allow yourself to open up and truly appreciate the emotional ride Professor Hunham, Angus, and Mary take you on, you’ll be richer for having watched it. As far as I’m concerned, if Oppenheimer was the summer's undisputed Oscar contender, then autumn belongs to The Holdovers. Judging from the quality of both films, there will definitely be stiff competition in the 2024 award season.

RIDM 2023: Interview with Artistic Co-Director Marlene Edoyan

Remi interviews Artistic Co-Director of this year’s RIDM festival Marlene Edoyan. The 26th edition brings together documentary lovers from November 15th-26th through thought-provoking and socialy relevant films.

At The Movies (With Iconic Sounds is heard every Tuesday morning from 8-9 AM only on CJLO 1690 AM with your host Remi and Co-Host Danny

Renee Rapp: A Woman for All Seasons

Renee Rapp, 23, star of HBO’s The Sex Lives of College Girls, demonstrated that she is not a one-trick pony at Montreal’s MTELUS on October 21, 2023. While playing Leighton on the series jumpstarted her career, Rapp used her following from the television show to promote her passion as she shared videos on social media of her singing original pop songs. Indeed, she may now be a more successful singer than actress as she went viral on numerous occasions which allowed Rapp the opportunity to travel the world on her ongoing “Snow Hard Feelings Tour” for her debut album Snow Angel

The night began with openers Towa Bird and Rapp’s co-writer on the album, Alexander 23. They both sang original songs but Alexander 23 performed some covers of popular songs to ensure engagement with the crowd such as One Direction’s “Steal My Girl” which had the audience going wild. 

The anticipation was palpable in the atmosphere after the two opening acts and a near-hour wait between Alexander 23 and Renee Rapp. As the stereo replayed songs, many people got up to use the bathroom, ordered drinks, or distracted themselves on their phones. The crowd was itching to sing along to something so when Taylor Swift’s “Cruel Summer” played, so many people in the audience sang along that it sounded like the concert had begun. At last, when the screen began to count down her appearance, the crowd was already blaring as if Rapp was present on stage. 

Rapp came on stage exuding energy. She bounced around on stage and danced to every song. When someone questioned why she did not play an instrument on stage anymore, she replied that she would rather have the freedom to jump around as she pleased than be weighed down by an instrument. In this way, it was evident that Rapp loves her job and was enjoying the show just as much as the crowd was.  

Her show was uniquely divided into four sections inspired by the seasons; Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter. This animated the concert and made the audience reflect differently on her songs depending on which season they belonged to. Indeed, the shift in seasons was felt as Rapp opened with some of her happier songs such as “Colorado” in Summer and where the tone and energy of the songs became colder in songs such as “Gemini Moon” and “In the Kitchen” in Winter. The audience was moved by the culmination of Rapp’s beautiful voice, lyricism, and the added layer of meaning with the seasons. 

The show was not just characterized by the narrative of the seasons. Rapp did a great job of engaging with her audience. Between songs she stopped many times to interact with fans, commenting on their signs. “You really wrote this… Can I keep it?” she said to one person and held up a sign that read “Take my virginity pls” so everyone in the audience could see it. Her quips when faced with a new sign, or in receiving a bra that had been thrown at her were quick and had the spectators roaring with laughter. Rapp even put on a friendship bracelet from a fan and wore it for the entirety of the concert. These interactions served as a refreshing break between the serious nature of Rapp’s songs. 

Rapp even found time during her performance to collaborate with her fans. Indeed, she gave someone the microphone during “Willow” which allowed them to sing parts of the song for her. The way she included the crowd in her show is Rapp’s way of giving back to her fans who have provided her the platform to do what she loves. In addition, she brought back the openers in “Tummy Hurts” and “I Wish” which demonstrates Rapp’s bond with the other artists and her ability to share the spotlight in the way of saying “This is not just my show”.  

In sum, Renee Rapp’s debut tour is one you do not want to miss and is well worth the wait. Her creativity and personality shine throughout the show and her vocals are even more impressive to hear live.

image+nation 2023: Two Films Not to Miss

The image+nation festival is celebrating its 36th anniversary from November 16th to 26th, 2023. Canada’s original LGBT2SQ+ film festival that celebrates new queer storytelling is hosting both a theatrical edition in Montreal and a hybrid edition across Canada. There will also be in-person events and panel discussions along the curated 11 days of programming. Emphasizing diversity through its 175 films, image+nation has showings from over 27 countries, representing all corners of the globe. Other spotlights include Queerment Quebec, Made Au Canada, INDIGIQUEER, and a focus on France in Focus France. 

Opening the festival is the documentary film Marinette, Thursday, November 16th, 19H00 at Cinéma Imperial, which tells the story of Marinette Pinchon, the first French soccer player to sign a professional contract in the U.S, and of the first major French sportswoman to come out as queer. Filmmakers Virginie Verrier and Marinette Pichon will be in attendance. 

The closing event will be the world premiere of Venus Envy: The House of Venus Story, Saturday, November 25th 19H00 at Cinéma Imperial. The film is based on Canada’s multidisciplinary artists whose mission has always been to spread joy while simultaneously opening up discussions about gender expression. Also featured that evening is a one-of-a-kind immersive show and party by legendary art and performance platform, Wiggle.

The section “A Question Of Gender” is back, including the film Close to You starring and produced by Elliot Page. Canada’s lesbian community will also be celebrated and highlighted in the section with a screening of Marusya Bociurkiew’s Analogue Revolution: How Feminist Media Changed the World, which will be preceded by a discussion with the filmmaker and participants. 

Highlighted in the “A Question Of Gender” section was one of the films that I was able to screen, the documentary Summer Qamp from Canadian director Jennifer Markowitz. The film follows the young generation of LGBT2SQ+ youth who live in the conservative communities of southern Alberta, where they might not always be accepted or find friends who are part of their community. However, Camp fYrefly is a bastion of safety during the summer where camp attendees and counselors are all part of a queer community that creates a safe and loving space. Following these campers is a great way to see the evolution of each and everyone’s identity through a safe space, as they gain friends for life that can relate to living as an LGBT2SQ+ youth in a conservative community. Finally, we can see what it means to be yourself and enjoy your youthful years while having friends who accept and help you grow. 

*November 2th 13:00 Salle J A De Sève*

Another documentary that I enjoyed was Studio One Forever from director Marc Saltarelli. From 1974 to 1994, Studio One in West Hollywood was seen as the center of queer nightlife in the city, as well as the staging ground for the rise of LGBTQ rights and fight against the AIDS crisis. On the threat of its demolition, old patrons and workers visit the spot to share fond and not-so-fond memories. One of the issues presented in the film is how the club let in white men only, turning away most African American clients, as well as women. This would only progressively get better as the years moved on and acceptance grew.

One of the hardest and most profound chapters in the film was the “decade from hell” where interviewees reflect on the AIDS epidemic. One former staff member showed a photograph of the 150 staff members, reflecting that there were only two still alive. However, we also see how Studio One hosted benefits for the AIDS crisis, featuring the likes of comedian Joan Rivers. The final moments showcase how Studio One was not just a club, but an institutional landmark whose history and legacy is well worth preserving as the forefront for the LGBT2SQ+ rights movement all these years later. 

*November 18th 19:00 Stock and Soda*

 

For more information on image+nation programming and tickets, visit: image-nation.org

 

Interview with Stolen Time Director Helene Klodawsky

Remi interviews director Helene Klodawsky about her new film Stolen Time, screening as part of this year’s RIDM film festival on November 19th at 3 PM at Cinema Du Musée. Stolen Time follows the cases of elder right lawyer Melissa Miller as she and her clients navigate the complicated legal proceedings against for-profit nursing homes. The film shines a light on the ack of accountability and transparency in the for-profit sector of nursing homes.

 

At The Movies (With Iconic Sounds) is hosted by Remi and co-hosted by Danny every Tuesday Mornings from 8-9 AM only on CJLO 1690 AM.

Frozen to Death at Le Studio TD, and it's Only November

“The best Montreal show we’ve ever played,” gasped Frozen Soul frontman Chad Green while wiping sweat off his face after a particularly energetic show. The Texas death metal act played at Le Studio TD last Thursday as part of their Assimila-Tour with 200 Stab Wounds, Judiciary, and Tribal Gaze.

Green’s post-show quote was far from hyperbole. Frozen Soul’s massive sound lit a fire under the audience right from the get-go, spinning the pit in an infinite circle while a barrage of crowd surfers launched from either end of the stage like a declaration of war. “You like those big boy riffs, huh?” Green spit as an army of devil horns shot up in his direction.

Frozen Soul have quickly launched up the corpse-orate ladder since their 2019 demo Encased in Ice. Although they deal riffs comparable to Bolt Thrower and other genre legends, Frozen Soul’s dedication to the ice theme has distinguished them from scene rivals. Their most recent Glacial Domination came out through Century Media – a humble brag for a band that otherwise sounds like most modern death metal acts. The ice gimmick was particularly fitting for the Montreal outing, given that the season’s first heavy snowfall hit early that morning, as Montrealers prepare for another deep freeze.

Gimmick or not, the band made their dedication to the local scene clear. Between energetic performances all around from the quintet, Green gave shoutouts to Montreal bands like Despised Icon and Spectral Wound (the latter being quite the underground name). The frontman also manned the venue exit immediately after their set, taking the time to shake hands with fans. Little things like these are what stick in your head after a show, and shed light on why Frozen Soul have been able to make so much headway in the scene.

The band repeatedly filled the show with memorable moments. A push-up competition was sparked halfway through their set, with about 10 sailors in Sanguisugabogg t-shirts dropping to the wet pit floor when prompted by Green. This military exercise definitely did not contribute to the “death metal smell” that was particularly rank at this meetup, a stench the Studio TD cleaning crew are probably still trying to air out of the venue.

Green also made one of the best song introductions possible. He prompted the audience – “Can you guess what the heaviest band of all time is?” After a few drunken callouts, the frontman turned around and slowly lifted his Cannibal Corpse tank, unveiling a Mortician tramp stamp right above his generous posterior. Frozen Soul immediately erupted into a scorching cover of “Witches Coven.”

When Green was asked about how he gets in the zone before a show, he answered “Apex Legends and Magic the Gathering, that’s my pre-game ritual.”

Although 200 Stab Wounds, Judiciary, and Tribal Gaze were nothing to shake a stick at, Frozen Soul’s personality made quite the impression. Make sure to check tour dates for an outing near you.

Slow Pulp’s Contemplative Shoegaze Grunge Fills Bar Le Ritz

Slow Pulp is a dreamy Chicago-based band that formed in elementary school as a trio between guitarist Henry Stoehr, bass player Alexander Leeds, and drummer Theodore Mathews, before Emily Massey joined the band as their vocalist in 2017. Yard, their second full-length LP, was just released in September 2023. The band’s use of unconventional instrumentation alongside mellow shoegaze and moody grunge textures is part of the band’s appeal — with violin on their hit track “Falling Apart,” and slide guitar, harmonica and banjo ornamenting their new song “Broadview.” Throw in fun, catchy melodies and comfortingly intimate lyrics that make it feel like your best friend is singing in your ear, and you’ve got a musical act that’s easy to fall in love with. 

It was evident on Monday, November 6th, at their show at Bar Le Ritz PDB, that this was the case. Their down-to-earth, relaxed performance style was perfectly suited for the rainy weather. Yet the room still buzzed with excitement and eagerly filled in the lyrics to their most popular songs anytime that Massey asked. In live performance, Slow Pulp’s music had a more stripped-down quality that had me missing some of the album’s fun vocal effects, like the vocal looping in the intro for “Slugs.” However, the sparseness also made ballads like “New Horse” somehow more gorgeous than they already were. Regardless, the core energy of each song was still translated well on stage and it was satisfying to get to hear all these songs that I’ve been obsessed with live. 

As the show went on, the band seemed to grow a little less shy and halfway through the set Massey started to regularly chat with the crowd, asking funny questions like “Anybody got a crush in the crowd tonight?” and “Is anyone on their period right now?” before launching into the track “Cramps.” After declaring that Vancouver did a hell of a job singing the verses to “High” last month, the crowd chanted it so ferociously that the band was visibly in awe and Massey declared that Montreal had won the singing competition. Seeing how Slow Pulp opened up more with the audience as the night went on, I would love to see how much more mobile and comfortable on stage the band will become with their next tour! The music was crisp and Massey’s breathy, introspective voice was just as emotionally moving as on their albums. With Slow Pulp’s latest release heading in a more bright, high-energy direction, I’m looking forward to how that will influence them to continue to take bigger risks with their stage presence.

Fuming Mouth’s Mark Whelan on Touring in Canada and Last Day of Sun

“Halloween is fucking over!” screamed Fuming Mouth frontman Mark Whelan as he threw a plush Jack Skellington doll onto the stage floor. While the singer/guitarist shouldn’t need an excuse to curb-stomp Halloween decorations that overstay their welcome, the Nov. 3 concert at Foufounes Électriques marks a new era for the group with the release of their sophomore album Last Day of Sun.

I saw the Milford, Massachusetts death/crust act play their first show in Montreal back in 2019. It was the archetypal DIY gig – 50 people packed into the very well-lit basement of a clothing store;  raucous noise elevating fans swinging from the rafters above. Four years later, Fuming Mouth have molted into a new beast – breaking in Foufs’ new Cabaret stage in style (this time there were 100 people there to see them).

Fuming Mouth are currently on the first leg of their North American tour with Final Gasp and Devil Master, burning through 25 cities in 34 days. Despite running larger numbers these days, the band still plays a lot off the cuff. “It’s day four and we’ve changed our setlist three times,” Whelan said with a chuckle. “Last Day of Sun came out today but I wanted to play some songs off The Grand Descent, and it just felt lame next to a song like ‘Out of Time.’” Although still fierce as ever, Whelan works in some melodic Katatonia-esque clean singing on Fuming Mouth’s new record, marking a more mature sound since their 2013 demo. “A lot of our music has just been slamming you against the wall. [...] I think this album having dynamics, no matter how slight they might be, really just gives that impression about how there’s different things going on in the live set now.”

Those singing parts are a real palate cleanser. When the frontman isn’t tuning into his engaging yet punkishly-monotone clean singing voice, he’s bombarding the audience with hellish screams while his eyes widen like some kind of possessed guitar-slinging demon (Last Day of Sun was recorded in Salem, Massachusetts). The stage persona pairs well with the band’s style, cranking out breakdown riffs in a true wall of sound. “It’s my one moment of letting loose and going crazy and just being very aggressive.”

Whelan’s stage energy became infinitely more impressive when he told me about his recent health issues. “I had cancer two years ago, and I did not know.” The 33-year-old frontman was diagnosed with Acute Myeloid Leukemia, which required a bone marrow transplant to be treated – a procedure Whelan made sound metal as hell. “They basically make it so you have no blood in your body and you’re kinda just like a skeleton, and they put new blood in you.”

“Kill the Disease” off Last Day of Sun touches on Whelan’s battle with cancer, featuring the lyrics “Fear can’t stop me now. I must persevere through all of this sickness. Plague, famine, cancer can’t kill me.” But in a cruel twist of fate, the song was more of a foreshadowing. “I did write the record before I got diagnosed,” Whelan said. “It was supposed to be fictional. And then it kinda just became real where it was the last day of sun, I literally couldn’t go outside because it would reactivate the cancer. [...] I could go out at night and be a vampire, but that’s about it.”

Whelan expressed gratitude for his treatment’s success, enough so that he’s back terrorizing audiences on stage, especially up here in Canada. “I love being able to play shows in cities like this,” he said after raving about the iconic Foufounes Électriques, given the venue’s early role in alt/punk history, hosting hallmark bands like Nirvana and Green Day before their respective pop culture explosions. “That’s the cool thing about Montreal, so many great venues have survived, and there’s a lot across the world that haven’t.”

Last Day of Sun is out now on Nuclear Blast. Make sure to check Fuming Mouth’s tour schedule so you don’t miss out on a date near you.

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