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Review Thursday: Ill Bill & DJ Muggs / Minus The Bear


Minus The Bear
Omni
Dangerbird Records

Minus The Bear
is one of those bands that people tell me I should listen to, but I never really get around to doing. You know the bands. Your friend says, "Hey, you should listen to this you might like it," and you agree to listen, but you never get around to listening or you listen to one or two song on a Myspace profile and you never quite hear again. I listened to some Minus the Bear stuff and remembered liking it, but truth be told, I couldn't tell you anything about the couple of songs I heard, so when I was asked if I wanted to review their latest album, Onmi, I thought, "Well, I really should. People have been telling me about them for what seems like forever now; it's time to get this done."

This is the band’s fourth album, and having only heard a sparse amount of things from their previous work, I may not be qualified to say if Minus the Bear fans will like Omni. However, this isn’t going to stop me from reviewing this album. Maybe it makes me more qualified to review it since I’m less biased than everyone else. Or it really doesn’t matter at all and I should just get to the review.

I have to say that I really like this album. It’s a pleasant bunch of tunes that are upbeat and ultimately make me happy to listen to. (Now of course, since I am me, that is going to now be qualified by a bunch of different statements to make this sound like I‘m contradicting myself.) However, I do realize that this album has some faults within its happy confines. I can tell you that it doesn’t have nearly as many weird time signature changes that made previous songs that I’ve heard so interesting. This might not mean much though since I haven’t heard many songs, so I’m not going to go in depth into this point. I think the main problem with this album is that ultimately it’s kind of boring. Many of the songs sounds similar and there’s not too much variation. One songs bleeds into another into another. There’s undeniable catchiness to the album, but it’s a catchiness that is repeated over and over again.

Perhaps it has to do with the fact that for this album the band played all their songs all the way through rather than piece them together in the studio afterwards like on previous efforts. [1] Maybe it has to do with the fact that they signed to Dangerbird and got a new producer. Maybe they just haven’t taken enough uppers… I don’t know. What I do know is that this album lacks a variety that makes you stand up and take notice, and is also kind of sparse on energy, not making a great album to keep you awake.

But, it’s still a good album. It managed to keep me entertained while I did other things on the computer, and it’s got kind of a, for lack of a better term, "brainless" quality to it, where you can listen and you don’t really have to think too much about it. In addition it really made me feel good in a happy way after listening to it, which most albums don’t really do.

To sum it up, this album is a good album if you want to add some background to your work day, or if you want to relax and listen to something that isn’t going to tax your brain. However, maybe, for everyone’s safety the album should have a warning on it that reads, "Caution: may cause drowsiness. Use caution when operating heavy machinery." Safety first after all.

Comments, critiques, good ideas for preparing steaks: gradeaexplosives@cjlo.com

[1] - http://www.livedaily.com/news/minus-the-bear-tickets-and-tour-dates-minus-the-bear-s-fans-quickly-warm-to-omni-22101.html

Andrew Wieler

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Ill Bill And DJ Muggs
Kill Devil Hills
Uncle Howie Records

The days of the rap albums with a singular vision are largely gone. The album-length collaboration in-between producer and rapper is one of a special nature: the marriage in-between words and music, between meaning and sonic space is one of very careful balance. The phenomenon rarely happens in this age of hit-fuelled, star-producer-requiring outings, trading in artistic value for commercial viability when a rapper teams up with a menagerie of hit producers of the minute. So it's a breath of fresh air to see a project as such Kill Devil Hills come about, with the edgy darkness of the beats created by DJ Muggs, balancing out rapper Ill Bill's politically-tinged bars.

Much like he did for the GZA in 2005 with their collaborative album Grandmasters, DJ Muggs returns to man the boards for almost all tracks (the lone stand-out is an interlude) on Kill Devil Hills, creating a murky sonic atmosphere for which Uncle Howie Records spitter Ill Bill can drop his conspiracy-laced rhymes.

Opener "Cult Assassin" sets the tone: dark synth lines and chopped-up drum sample that sounds like a funeral dirge play over Bill's rhymes, chock full of paranoia and conspiracy theories. He even references the track "Doomsday Was Written In An Alien Bible" from his 2008 record The Hour Of Reprisal as the song ends, adding a linking narrative element to his music.

Many of Bill's frequent collaborators appear on the record: La Coka Nostra bandmates Everlast and Slaine appear on the track "Skull And Guns" (which, coincidentally, is also the image that appears on La Coka Nostra's debut album), and Raekwon guests on one of the album's better songs, "Chase Manhattan", a two-minute bank-robbing tale that gives an apt play-by-play as Rae and Bill trade off. Jedi Mind Tricks mastermind Vinnie Paz as well as Sick Jacken, Sean Price and Cypress Hill member B-Real also make an appearance and add their own flavour to a number of tracks.

Muggs manages to keep the atmosphere heavy with grimy drum samples and a virtual army of nasty-sounding keyboards production that while in theory sound boring, does actually manage to differentiate itself enough from song to song to stay intriguing.

Although KDH is a largely satisfying record, the repetition of lyrical themes grates after a while, and the record, comprised of 13 songs and 3 interludes, is just long enough to get its message out before it overstays its welcome, a problem with other Ill Bill releases. We get that he wants everyone to know about The Illuminati and that society is brainwashed, we just don't need to be beaten over the head with the hamfisted approach Bill takes to writing.

Brian Hastie

 

Tonight on Grrls Groove!


French singer-songwriter Marianne Aya Omac (who blew everyone away at Nuits D'Afrique) will perform and be interviewed on Grrls Groove tonight, September 2nd from 10pm to 11pm EST!

News September 1st 2010

Read by Emily Brass and Elle Magni.

Produced by Nicholas Fiscina.

Stories written by Candace Roscoe, Emily Brass and Erica Fisher.

88 Fingers Louie @ Foufs

I was overcome by a strange giddiness that I had not felt since the first time I saw Nomeansno live. 88 Fingers Louie is one of the many bands that I loved when I was sixteen but never had the chance to see in a live setting. This concert marks the end of those years as this will be the last band on the teenage bucket list of groups to see live (minus bands that broke up before I knew them, like Operation Ivy). 

Walking into Foufounes I could not help but try to figure out what the crowd would have looked like fifteen years ago when 88 Fingers Louie first released Behind Bars on Fat Wreck Chords. To my surprise it would have probably looked the same: there were baggy pants and NOFX shirts en masse. There were the kids (who can now be called adults) that bought the 88 Fingers tour shirt and immediately put it on over the clothes they were already wearing (which I still think is a big faux pas). The only immediate difference I could notice with the crowd now versus the crowd of the past is a whole lot more bald spots.

There were three opening bands, Street Kids on Acid (who never even heard of Rich Kids on LSD), Prevenge and Brixton Robbers. The line-up should have had Prevenge going on before 88 Fingers but due to a prima donna attitude, Prevenge gave up their spot to the Brixton Robbers.

By the end of the three openers I was left with one thing to write: Prevenge killed it. These guys (and girl) are a seriously fun band. They were by far the tightest band of the night (on par with 88 Fingers) and much like the headliners, every song and every motion just showed that they wanted to do nothing more but play some punk rock and have fun while they were at it. Much to my surprise Prevenge’s guitarist was none other than Chris Snelgrove, who was the guitarist for Flacid (and later All the Answers) back when I was sixteen so it was quite funny to see him onstage all these years later, as if everything was in the exact place it should be, like somehow nothing had changed. I was not the only one who thought that Prevenge was a force to be reckoned with because, as I was able to joke with them about, they sold out (literally they sold every album, vinyl and digital recording they had). As for the other bands I think that the old saying of ‘if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all’ works best in this case.

By the time 88 Fingers Louie took to the stage the venue was packed. The band tore through a wide array of their old songs and it quickly became apparent that the majority of the crowd was only familiar with their debut '95 album. There were however fans like Jee-P (Hold a Grudge) who knew every word to every song and seemed to spend the entire show crowd surfing in front of the stage (which he does at every show).

At first I must admit I was disappointed by Denis Buckley’s vocals because they were so smooth and croonish,  unlike the raspy voice of old. This disappointment quickly dropped as his voice retained its callousness after a few songs. The pit grew extensively and before anyone realized it, had taken over half of the venue. The only thing that I can say that the band lacked was movement. Besides the guitarist there was a lot of stagnancy on stage which Buckley made up for with in-between song banter. One story he chose that struck me as odd is that Fat Wreck Chords had released a Wrecktrospective with 88 tracks, and not one of them was an 88 Fingers Louie song. It’s no wonder that that the next song started riddled with expletives about their former label and its owner Fat Mike (NOFX).

In all it was a great show and as underwhelmed I am by reunion shows, this time was somehow different. It did not seem like 88 Fingers was doing it for a last hurrah of monetary gain, it seemed like they were doing it for one last run of some good times and it showed in their music. As the last song drilled through the crowd I was left feeling a bit like the kid who got too close to someone dancing... knocked out.

 

Mat “Runt” Barrot

 

You can download a copy of Prevenge’s It Happens All the Time album through Juicebox Dot Com for free at the following site: http://juiceboxdotcom.com/recordingco/jb016/

News August 30th 2010

Read and produced by Lachlan Fletcher.

Stories written by Chris Hanna, Erica Fisher and Marcin Wisniewski.

Boo Hoo gets Hooked on Dirty Sonics Work this Thursday

Local indie rockers Boo Hoo bring some new tunes to CJLO as they perform live on BOTH Hooked on Sonics (6-8pm ET) and Dirty Work (8-10pm ET).  Tune in early as Dirty Work host Denis will be joining Hooked on Sonics host Omar Goodness early so they both can ramble aimless about music and talk about the "good ol days" when "men made music" and "white noise was plentiful".  It's gonna be a doozy...

CJLO Punk Nite – The September Edition

Come join CJLO this Thursday (September 4th) as CJLO once again brings their monthly punk night to Katacombes (1635 St. Laurent). This month sees the DJs tearing the roof off of the place after France's Black Bomb A. The show's 7 dollars, doors open at 8 p.m. and Black Bomb A takes the stage at 10 p.m., but stick around as DJs spin until 3 a.m.!

Join Break It Down's Katrina, Brian H of Countdown To Armageddon and DJ Runt of The New Noise as they bring the best in loud stuff after Black Bomb A gets done their thing on-stage. Drink specials and rad tunes – what better way to usher in the impending school year?

This Week On Beats From The East: The Almighty Iz


Check out tomorrow night's edition of Beats From The East (Saturday 10 pm - 12 am), host Mike Vo welcomes IZ (a.k.a. IZreal).

Reppin' L.A., outta the Far East Movement Camp... you heard him on FM's "I Party", now he's launching 454 Life Entertaiment and coming out with his own projects. http://454life-ent.com/iz/

CJLO News August 27th 2010

News read and produced by Drew Pascoe

 

Stories written by Chris Hanna, Alina Gotcherian, and Candace Roscoe

Public Enemy (Fear Of A Black Planet 20th Anniversary tour)

Public Enemy is one of three bands (the other two being Bad Religion and Fugazi) that had a pretty profound impact on me with regards to deciding to question the "system" and learn about what exactly was going on with respect to current events and politics in general.  I always found it hilarious to see PE head MC Chuck D being a guest on Ted Koppel's Nightline on ABC back in the day.  Probably the last vestige of the so-called Golden Era of Hip Hop before rap/hip hop's focus shifted towards the G-funk and gangsta rap of the early-to-mid '90s, Public Enemy was a definite force to reckon with in their prime.  The group continually forced the listener not to accept the status quo, to challenge minds everywhere, and they also  pointed out inconsistencies and inequalities not only among a racial divide, but amongst class divides also. Public Enemy pushed the envelope, and contrary to their somewhat militant image, caustic rhymes, and the bombastic, groundbreaking production by the Bomb Squad, Public Enemy was always a group that preached unity and "power to the people."

But those days are gone.  After a string of lacklustre records and lineup changes, the band has faded a bit from the limelight, no more the controversial outspoken group it once was. Public Enemy is now overshadowed by the celebrity gossip hijinks of PE hype man, and now reality star, Flava Flav.  But you can't deny their early catalogue, and the group stopped by Montreal on their recent tour celebrating the 20th anniversary of the legendary record Fear of a Black Planet.

After a ridiculously lengthy delay to get on stage (we're talking an hour here people, maybe a bit more) due to being held up at the border (Chuck eventually copped to the fact that apparently the border guards were "trying to detain Flav for an extended time for absolutely ridiculous reasons"), finally some action hit the stage in the image of someone testing the turntables, and an increasingly annoying crew member who was trying to keep the audience entertained with incessant calls for "Can I hear you say 'tuuuurn it up!'" and/or "Can you say 'aaaaa-iiiight'?"

Things got more entertaining when Flav himself came on stage to line-check the drums by showing the crowd that he can play while slowly, slowly two S1Ws, a DJ, a drummer, a guitarist, a bassist, and then Chuck D joined him before (finally) starting the show with "Contract on the World Love Jam" and "Brothers Gonna Work it Out", exactly how Fear of a Black Planet starts.  They immediately set the bar high, bouncing all around, with both Flav and Chuck running around the stage trying to get the once bored crowd back into it, and they really succeeded.  The energy level was way up, and it didn't let up at all throughout the evening.

Ripping into a roaring version of "911 Is a Joke", the early momentum of the show took an early hit when I noticed that, yes Virginia, Flava Flav was lip-synching.  Badly.  So bad, that when he got to the chorus part of "Get up, get, get, get down…" and was dropping and bouncing with the lyrics, he didn't even have the mic to his mouth.  It was pretty disappointing, considering how great the show started, but it ended up being the only blemish on an otherwise pretty great night.

The majority of Fear was played, including classics like "Burn Hollywood Burn", an inspired version of "Welcome to the Terrordome", along with a brand new song entitled "Say It Like It Really Is", and a bunch of tracks from It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back, much to my surprise.  Thinking this was an evening of Fear-only tracks, Chuck D assured the crowd about a third of the way through the set that even though the tour was predominantly to celebrate that record, they would be busting out some other songs for everybody, even treating us to some special stuff.  Getting to hear my fave PE song "Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos" was an unexpected surprise, and "War at 33 1/3" was performed live for the first time ever, by request of PE friends and local longtime hip hop supporters Duke Eatmon and Ron Maskell.  Chuck and Flav called them up on stage and saluted them while Chuck made sure the crowd knew that he "has never done this track live before" and spent all day "practicing it", hoping nobody would call him out if he botched it up.  Another fun moment was when Flav called up his "nephew's buddy" on stage to hold the ghetto blaster/boom box they had on stage during "Don't Believe the Hype".  They were firing on all cylinders.

In the end, all the old tracks had the same bombast and vigor as before, and Terminator X was saluted (even though he no longer DJs for the band, apparently he's an ostrich farmer now…yeah…seriously) with a great performance of "Terminator X on the Edge of Panic" (no shout out to Professor Griff though, …Hoooo boy).  Surprisingly though, the most in-your-face song by the group, "Fight the Power" was the only song that didn't have the same punch as the recorded version does.  But aside from that, the performances were pitch perfect, and they never let up.  Even during a small mid-set break to fix some technical problems, Chuck and Flav took the time to sign autographs and talk to the crowd from the stage.  No time was wasted at all here, and it was great to see that Public Enemy is still as efficient and relevant live as they were, and given the political climate these days, these old songs still stand the test of time, and still have a resonance and meaning to them that they did back then (ahem, "By the Time I Get to Arizona").

Lip-synching fiasco aside, when the band finished their set and the techs were pulling down the gear, Flava got up to the front of the stage and let loose  a fifteen minute sermon.  He first thanked the audience for supporting him personally in his reality TV endeavours, admitting there are a lot of people who criticize him for it, but maintaining that regardless of this fact, he's "still the #1 reality star out there", and it was due to his supporters.  He then went on this lengthy, but good-natured, rant about unity amongst cultures and races.  How everyone should learn to get along and appreciate one another and even had some choice words for the whole Quebec separatism debate.  It may sound a bit cheesy, but you could tell he was definitely genuine about it, and it was really cool to see a different side to Flav that is not what you'd expect given his jokey nature in Public Enemy, and his ridiculous antics in the Hollywood spotlight.

Following his speech, Flav and Chuck stayed around for a while signing autographs from the stage, shaking hands, and briefly chatting with their fans.  It was reassuring that even though PE has really slipped in quality, the band's "legend" status is inarguable, but they still maintain a deep love and respect for their fans.  I got my Fear of a Black Planet LP signed by both of them, and left the venue feeling pretty happy.  This was the first time I've seen Public Enemy live, and after years of being a fan, and after having met Chuck D twice before, this was a pretty special treat.  I'm just glad it lived up to whatever childhood expectations I had already set in my head.

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