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Who Are The Suburbs and Why Have they Stolen Slim’s Grammy?

Photo reinterpreted by Elise d'Awson

By David Nowacki
When Barbra Streisand stutteringly and with contorted effort announced Arcade Fire to be the recipients of the Album of the Year award at the Grammys, her seeming ignorance of who the evening’s winners were, let alone how to pronounce their name, seemed demurely aged but reasonable for a near-septuagenarian who seemingly spends most of her time waxing nostalgic and eyebrows rather than paying attention to what the kids are listening to.
Her reaction, however, was facsimiled across the faces of the general viewership, who inevitably took to that bastion of unrequited fury that is the Internet. Social networks, most visibly Twitter, were instantly peppered with CAPS LOCK’d and profanity-laden tirades of unimaginable fury directed at the quiet Canucks who had obviously stolen a coveted Grammy from right under a formidable group of Billboard-dominating heavyweights comprised of Eminem, Lady Gaga, Lady Antebellum (who had already won five of the six awards they had been nominated for that night), and Katy Perry. There was such an outpouring of abject and violent rage that an amused looker-on was quick to open a Tumblr account as a forum for the previously uncollected outbursts, which read like an irate fifth-grader’s account of how his best buddy was horribly jilted at the most recent school talent show.
Continue reading “Who Are The Suburbs and Why Have they Stolen Slim’s Grammy?”

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First Class Riot: Captain’s first blog

Hey everyone out there in blog land, mark this as another step on our slow transition from the print world to online. I’m going to start blogging about my musical/artistic endeavors, identifying what the fuck I like about music, what I dislike about music journalism, what writers are getting me hot, etc. etc.

So, first up: why did I hate M.I.A. last year? I didn’t buy /\/\/\Y/\, unlike her last two albums, which I ate up. I loved the video for “Born Free,” and I even pitted it against Gaga’s epic “Telephone” in all of their ridiculously epic proportions. I generally hate location sound (or any extra sound) being used for music videos, but still “Born Free” is the shit, a raucous quasi-political shocker. That and a sample of “Ghost Rider” by Suicide go a long way. Checking out other songs on the album off Youtube has been either an earful of gross or great.

And before that, there was the NY Times piece that Maya took offence to, and tweeted writer Lynn Hirschberg’s phone number. The piece had some wonderful background on M.I.A., who was the newest sensation after “Paper Planes” exploded, and her all-too-brief preggerz performance on the Grammys. In the profile piece was a couple of quotes, mostly out-of-context and off-the-cuff, that made M.I.A.’s political stance seem closer to totalitarian. Laaaaaaaaaaaame. In defence of his piece on Billy Joel, Chuck Klosterman said that profile writing is a pretty rudimentary process–you take the most interesting things that people say, and write around them. Still, creative liberties, framing, and a simple sentence can mislead any reader who just accepts an implicit opinion as fact, like hinting that M.I.A. is a self-conscious terrorist. (I can’t wait until someone uses that quote against me.)

Maybe it was some of the bad reviews of the album that kept me away, or maybe some of the negative press. But I think part of it had to do with witch house. Srsly. Maybe the blogs were reposting pictures of ’80s goths, but whenever I would listen to White Ring’s “IxC999”;

That flow? The distorted drum machine tom-toms? The gunshots? This has M.I.A. written all over it.  And when M.I.A. zigged and went the way of experimental, I suppose I zagged, and wanted something catchier.

But that’s neither here nor there. I’m going to finally check out /\/\/\Y/\ and counterpart B-side mixtape Vicki Leekx for myself, like any truly discerning person.

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trolling so hard

ENSIFERUM, FINNTROLL, and ROTTEN SOUND
February 17, 2011
@ the Zoo
By D.C.S. Murray
Last night I lived out a fantasy that I’ve had since I was about sixteen years old, to see Finnish folk-metal act Finntroll perform live. Finntroll play a unique variety of extreme metal blended with traditional Finnish polka music called ‘Humppa’, they sing about the exploits of the troll-king ‘Rivfader’ and they dress up in full troll regalia when they perform live. Combined with the opening band Ensiferum (also Finnish, but these guys dress up and sing about Iron-age warriors instead of Trolls). I was sure that I was headed into a dark and nerdy place that would leave me in desperate need of some D&D afterward. I was definitely surprised.
The show was happening at the Zoo, a venue that I ashamedly had never been to before. Due to an unfortunate scheduling conflict I arrived late, missing the first band, Barren Earth. We entered just as “Rotten Sound” was getting into full-swing. Even though they were by far the least nerdy band there I do have to mention these guys. It was grind music at it’s absolute best; uber-fast and ultra-heavy, ballsy enough to break straight into a D-beat for no reason at all, and mature enough not to be wearing corpse-paint and Mayhem t-shirts. They were the exact opposite reason I was there, nonetheless I enjoyed it immensely and would definitely recommend them to anyone who is bored of entry-level death-metal and fashioncore.
After a short cigarette break and several very confused partial conversations, we found out that Finntroll would be coming on first and playing a shorter set due to the entire band being under the weather. This was about when I noticed it: You would think that a show where three out of the four acts have something or other to do with ancient mythology the crowd would be a rather homogenous group of 18 to 20-something males who all knew each other from Comic-Con, but as I stood staring at the excited faces I saw something very different. Woolen-capped hipster babes sat astride the shoulders of behemoth vikings, and men who looked like my 51-year-old father sporting celtic-knot t-shirts were playing pool with long haired death metal kids. On my way to the bathroom I accidentally bumped into a very-large biker type and almost spilled his beer. Being the spineless whelp I am, apologies began tumbling forth from my mouth. He smiled, let out a hearty-laugh and said the smartest thing I’d heard all night. “Don’t worry about it, Bro. We’re all here for the same thing.” It was true, as I made my way through the crowd and the band began to play my fantasy commenced and everyone in the audience became one.
Guitarist Skrymer was sporting war paint that curled down his face, chest, and back like the gnarled roots of Yggdrasil while vocalist Vreth commanded us to do his bidding from his perch on top of the monitor. Snot poured from the nostrils of these men like fountains and dark bags under their eyes were apparent through the make-up but that only seemed to make them play more intensely. Though their set was only about 45 minutes and consisted of a lot of new material that I was unfamiliar with, every moment of Finntroll’s performance was engrossing. Filled with chunky polka bass beats and some seriously soviet vocal breakdowns, they proved that a little influenza will not stop an army of angry Trolls. I emerged from the mosh-pit drenched with the collective perspiration of what now felt like my family. I was 16 again.
My last surprise of the night came in the form of Ensiferum, the band that was supposed to open for Finntroll. I had earlier dismissed Ensiferum as “uninspired garbage metal that all sounds the same.” I would like to take this moment to apologize to Ensiferum and all of their fans. They were not only fast-loud and loaded with songs about traversing the frozen wasteland (a subject that we’re all too familiar with) but they also have melodies simple enough that anyone in the audience can and are encouraged to sing along with. The musicianship was complex but not masturbatory. Even though the lyrical themes are so specific, the music and the atmosphere of this band seemed to grab everyone in the room, get them blood-drunk and rally them together into a rag-tag army of misfits.
In summation, Rotten Sound gave me something to think about, Finntroll gave me release and Ensiferum gave me a swift kick in the ass that I won’t soon forget.

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Solidarity Rockers: Kids on Fire


By Kent Davies

Winnipeg punk-rockers Kids on Fire have accomplished a lot in the few short years they’ve been playing. Comprised of local ska/punk vets Ian Lodewyks (Subcity/ the Barrymores), Steve Hallick (the Resistance/ the Crackdown) and Leif Gobeil (Vibrating Beds/ the Afterbeat), KOF’s infectious sound is a perfect combo of hardcore, street punk and Clash-inspired rock that you can’t help but pay attention to. Since their 2009 self-titled debut, they’ve played to packed audiences and came second in last year’s Uptown reader’s poll for both best new band and best local release. Now they’re set to embark on the rarest of touring opportunities: teaming up with non-profit group Solidarity Rock to play Cuba. Not only will KOF be playing shows across Cuba they’ll be bringing down much-needed instruments and equipment for aspiring Cuban musicians. Stylus recently caught up with KOF before their headlining gig at the 6th annual tribute to Joe Strummer, a benefit for Solidarity Rock. Continue reading “Solidarity Rockers: Kids on Fire”

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Dangercat – Out of the Bag

Photo by Craig Dueck

By Riel Lynch

The four of us and the Russian Prince sat down. If you haven’t met him before, I don’ t recommend doing so. After editing out a ton of swears, inaudible slurs, and ridiculous
off-topic stories (all on my behalf), this is what I got.

Stylus: Who are you and what instruments do you play?
Keith Dueck: I’ m Keith Dueck and I play guitar and sing.
Kevin Klassen: Uhhhhhhh…
Ryan Roemer: This is Kevin Klassen and he plays drums. He’s a little drunk. I’m Ryan Roemer and I play the bass. Occasionally I sing when Keith isn’t shooting me the ol’ stink eye.
Stylus: How do you want portray yourselves as a band?
RR: Real nice guys, us in our defining moment, something for our grandchildren to look back at.
KK: I think we could finally make it somewhere.
Stylus: And where would that “somewhere” be?
RR: We’d like to work on getting signed, and we’re recording a full length album in February.
KD: We’re on the cusp of it. We’re working hard to eventually work hard… Actually, we’ve finally made it to where we want. We’re all so comfortable with each other. We can sit down and have a song written in 10 minutes. We don’t take it so seriously, it’s all for fun. I don’t think we sound like anyone out there.
Stylus: What is a Dangercat? Are you guys dangercats?
RR: It’s just a really aggressive style… No, take this one Keith.
KD: To be honest, it’s just a reference from Fubar.
KK: Are you serious?
RR: We are dangercats. Woman is a dangercat. We had to pick something, plus we just liked it.
Stylus: What influences Dangercat musically?
KD: Drugs and alcohol. Nineties rock and pop-punk bands, like Saves the Day, Moves your Life, Hot Water Music, and Blink 182 obviously.
KK: Godsmack. Lamb of God.
RR: A lot of Nine Inch Nails too.
Stylus: Besides those bands, what influences you when writing?
KD: I’m under the influence most of the time. Wait, is my mom going to be reading this?
RR: Drugs and alcohol don’t influence us, it’s just something we do that shows in our music.
Stylus: That’s an influence…
RR: Okay, I was trying to avoid it but, yeah, we like to party!
KD: The song “Go Wolves,” is one I wrote when I was losing my mind on mushrooms.
Stylus: How often do you jam?
RR: Twice a week, but all of our song ideas come between three to eight a.m.
KD: I prefer to write alone on acoustic, then bring it to jam. All together we make it
sound better.

You can download Dangercat’s four-track demo at http://dangercat.bandcamp.com.

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Alpha Couple – Doubts are real

Photo by Lisa Varga, hair by Hanna Little, make-up by Lidia Najera, and accessories by Haberdashery

By Taylor Burgess

On one of the coldest nights in January, I bussed down to Albert Street to share a cup of tea with Kristel Jax and Mark Wohlgemuth, Alpha Couple and proprietors of Freud’s Bathhouse and Diner. Despite the splash they’ve made with the venue/gallery, and despite the fact that they’re soon leaving the space, they refused answering any questions about it. So instead, we talked about Stalingrad, an album that started when they lived in Toronto a year ago, named after the apartment  they lived in that they had nicknamed. Continue reading “Alpha Couple – Doubts are real”

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Greenhouse – Molten Metal Music

Photo by Bree-Ann Farris

By David Nowacki

For a couple of years now, Curran Farris has been punishing our ears (in the most wonderful way possible) in metal powerhouse outfit Hide Your Daughters. With this crew, his modus is ripping faces and various other parts off with his twisted, tight and ear-smashingly loud riffs. More erudite local scenesters might have known him from another project, Husk, which similarly sought to cauliflower your ears, but first lulled you into a sense of security with quieter, almost droning, intros and asides in the vein of Isis or Pelican. Huge, echoing sounds that evoked more vast vistas than tense anger. Here existed a dichotomy in Farris which is now embodied in two quite separate parts. The aforementioned Hide Your Daughters taking care of the brain abusing and aural slashing, and the solo effort Greenhouse, which encompasses all that is serene, liquid and expansive about Farris’s playing. It is ambient at its truest, with droning guitar and occasional theremin painting nearly blank and formless structures of beauty, but somehow weaving them into a cohesive, gorgeous whole. We figured it would be of interest to see how the two sides of Curran Farris came together, so we did what any good journalist would do and asked him.

Stylus: After making a habit of playing in metal bands, why now ambient?
Curran Farris: A couple years back I started listening to [ambient music] more. I got into it through non-ambient artists, like heavy bands that started into more experimental stuff. I’ve played guitar since grade five, and until last year had worked as a guitar teacher. I like doing ambient because it really allows me to turn off my “guitar player” brain.
Stylus: Do you find it more challenging to write Hide Your Daughters licks or compose ambient songs?
CF: Well, the thing is, it’s not really “written;” it’s all improvised. It might just start out with an idea. Writing the structured stuff is always much harder, you have to consciously abide to all the rules.
Stylus: Is either more satisfying?
CF: Not really.
Stylus: Do your surroundings play a big part in your music? [Author inhales deeply of his own wafting genius.] Does the inherent placidity and grand scale of the prairies facilitate making ambient music?
CF: Um… not consciously.
Stylus: So, why cassettes? I’m not sure I get this whole cassette revival.
CF: The two cassettes that I have out are with Prairie Fire Tapes, which is essentially the format that they put out. For whatever reason, tapes are popular. I have CD-Rs and stuff as well. I don’t get it either.

You can hear Curran Farris in his various guitar playing iterations in both Greenhouse and Hide Your Daughters on MySpace (www.myspace.com/greenhousedrone, www.myspace.com/hideyourdaughters) and occasionally in person, and can order Greenhouse cassette tapes from Prairie Fire Tapes at www.prairiefiretapes.com.

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Les Jupes – Myth-making with the middle man


By Michael Elves

Myths are generally written-on-papyrus old; or passed-down-from-your-ancestors old. The notion of myths being modern seems paradoxical, but for Winnipeg band Les Jupes, and principal songwriter Mike Petkau Falk, myth-making is ever present; “I do feel that sometimes we don’t acknowledge the myths that we do have in our lives right now, the ones that our society has created on the one hand, but then also that we don’t purposefully create myths – that the notion of the parable or the notion of stories that also teach is not something that’s on the forefront of modern society’s consciousness really.”
And while Les Jupes’ debut album is entitled Modern Myths, Petkau Falk admits this stab at allegorical writing is “nothing so bold as ‘I’m going to write the modern myth for the modern age,’ these are stories about people dealing with their lives in this age and some of the things that we get hung up on are the thing that are most present in this time.” Continue reading “Les Jupes – Myth-making with the middle man”

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DJ Aubrey scares up steals of deals

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Sick of top 10 lists? Frustrated by a sea of artists you loved this year mixed in with artists that you hated, mixed in with artists that you might love, but don’t have time to do the research on?

DJ Aubrey Beardsley’s Top 10 Free Albums of 2010 does the research for you. All you have to do is follow the links & click download. 100% legal downloads from 10 artists who want their mp3s on your harddrive – and who’s music deserves to be there – compiled by the house DJ at Freud’s Bathhouse & Diner.

Links from S4lem, Grimes, Lil B, Tri Angle Records, 2muchachos, & more. Music for every taste, from shoe-gaze to witch house; from Russian tweenoise to American folktronica.

Go get ’em before they’re gone:
2010: Something for Nothin’