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What Are You Doing This Week, Toronto?

May 2nd, 2010 | By: Melody Lau

Monday May 3, Caribou @ Phoenix

Start your week off with the electronic-pop tunes of Dan Snaith a.k.a. Polaris Prize-winning musician Caribou. With a new record out, entitled Swim, catch Snaith and opener, the much hyped-about Toro Y Moi at the Phoenix. $15.00/All Ages

Tuesday May 4, Frightened Rabbit @ Opera House

From what I’ve heard, Scottish indie-rockers Frightened Rabbit put on a hell of a show. If you missed out the last time they were in town at the Horseshoe with The Antlers (who will also be back in June, opening for The National at Massey Hall), you must go and see these guys, along with Maps & Atlases at the Opera House. $15.00/19+

Wednesday May 5, Stars @ Mod Club

For those fortunate enough to nab tickets within the first few minutes before it sold out, this show will be a Stars-preview event where fans will be treated to new material from their upcoming release The Five Ghosts. My inner Stars fan just squealed a little (i.e. a lot). SOLD OUT/All Ages

Thursday May 6, The Luyas @ Drake

Joanna Newsom meets Bell Orchestre – probably because majority of the members from this band are also in the latter – The Luyas’ quirky orchestral melodies are fun, off-beat and catchy as hell. Catch them live as they hopefully test out some new tunes from their yet-to-be-announced upcoming release. $5.00/19+

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The Singing Lamb’s 12 Days of Lists – Day 6: Alie’s Favourite Shows of 2009

December 18th, 2009 | By: Alie Lavoie

Hooded Fang

Hooded Fang

9. Hooded Fang @ Cafe Dekcuf (Ottawa) Friday, January 23

Even though Rural Albert Advantage were the headliners at this show, Hooded Fang completely ran off with my heart about thirty seconds into their set. Between the male/female harmonies, the unpretentious inter-switching of instruments and the copious amounts of good cheer that they spread around the room, I was sold. And judging by the bouncing, shimmying attendees around me, I’d say everyone else caught the Fang fever.

8. Rah Rah @ Cafe Dekcuf (Ottawa) Friday, May 15

The second the band hit the stage, I felt like I’d been saved from the brink of musical disparity. I had assured my friends that this would be an excellent show, and felt incredibly guilty for making them endure THREE opening bands that were either flat out awful or dreadfully mediocre. But when Rah Rah got going, I (and hopefully my friends) felt  re-invigorated, forgetting the earlier musical blunders. The band was just so into it and so excited to be there, making their Going Steady material come alive. And of course you can’t talk about Rah Rah without mentioning the throaty beauty of Erin Passmore’s rich, soulful vocals, which the crowd were hootin’ and hollerin’ for, much to her bashful chagrin.

7. Spiral Beach @ The Mansion (Kingston, ON) Tuesday, April 28

This show was particularly special due to the fact that the opening band flaked, meaning that Spiral Beach stepped in to fill the void. That’s right. Two back-to-back sets of Spiral Beach: the first a stripped down, folksy affair, and the second being the regularly scheduled program of raucous, cow-punk-circus-in-space rockers. It was a Tuesday so the audience was a little sparse, but this only added to the especially intimate atmosphere of the evening.

6. Most Serene Republic @ Zaphod Beeblebrox (Ottawa) Saturday, November 14

I knew that MSR would have no problems living up to my high expectations, even before a single note was played: the show began with Adrian Jewett leading the crowd in a spirited chant of “Rufio! Rufio!” (ala Hook), followed by the necessary crowing. From there on, the night was a blur of Jewett’s psychedelic dance moves, Emma Ditchburns clear, jazzy voice ringing out above everything, down-on-the-floor trumpet solos, and the sound guy’s compliance when the band requested that the ignored disco ball be put to use for a freak out dance party during an all-or-nothing performance of “Don’t Hold Back, Feel a Little Longer.”

Spiral Beach

Spiral Beach

5. Spiral Beach @ Zaphod Beeblebrox (Ottawa) Friday, October 30

So it might seem a little excessive to have two Spiral Beach shows in the same list, but if you’ve ever seen these guys live you’ll understand that this isn’t really excessive at all. Since the first time I saw the band play at the Wolfe Island Music Festival back in 2007, these humbling-ly young musician types have only managed to knock my socks off with increasingly greater force. As per usual, they induced me into complete, grooving, musical submission, such that I didn’t even mind the vaguely patronizing “Isn’t she cute” smirks that I kept getting from a middle-aged lady. Whatever, lady. This is Spiral Beach. Smirk away.

4. Lykke Li @ Phoenix (Toronto) Friday, February 6

Although the long wait time before she hit the stage was totally uncalled for, this petite Swedish powerhaüs delivered. She danced like a freak but was so confident in her freakitude that I could only wish that I, too, had the ability to twitch around like that and look cool doing it. Her backing band played a huge role in offering up really dynamic takes on material from the breakout Youth Novels, and complied during her respectable little rapping detours.

3. Ben Kweller @ Mod Club (Toronto) Sunday, February 22

I have had a long love affair with Ben Kweller. I think I was twelve when I first heard his live cover of “Drug Buddy” (by the Lemonheads), and have spent the past eight years in regular cycles of obsession over what has come to be a pretty extensive and varied music catalogue for someone so young. Given my long-term relationship with Kweller, he has been in the top three on my concert bucket list for a while, so it goes without saying that I was a little manically over-excited the night of the show. In the moments before he sidled up onstage, my stomach was executing some impressive gymnastics, but upon finally seeing that muppet face of his and hearing his voice in person, all Southern drawl and take-him-home-to-mom charm, I felt like a little part of me had been made complete. He’s an instantly likeable kind of guy, humble and personable with a natural storytelling ability and easy humour. Ben and his backing band hit a few of my old favourites (“Family Tree”, “On My Way” and “The Rules”), but approached them with the countrified sound of his latest album. Going into the show, I wasn’t really sure about the twangy of his newest release Changing Horses, but I left convinced of its merit and ever more enamoured with my favourite little Texan.

2. Frightened Rabbit @ Horseshow Tavern (Toronto) Wednesday, July 22

First in-person band interview: backstage, pre-show with front man Scott Hutchinson. First free journalistic beer as a result of said interview. (I kept the bottle cap). Ridiculously welcoming and enthusiastic crowd.  Explosive, equally enthusiastic performance from the band. Lots of torso-twisting dance moves. Lots of sing-a-longs. Lots of oh-my-god-I-can’t-believe-I’m-here moments. I’ve been wanting to see Frightened Rabbit live ever since my first spin of Midnight Organ Fight, and it’s really nice to know that when so many bands are absolute shit live, there are still musicians out there not only making amazing records, but elevating their studio recordings by giving sincere, passionate live performances.

Fleet Foxes

Fleet Foxes

1. Fleet Foxes @ Metropolis (Montreal) Monday, August 3

The musical skill packed into each of these band members is all at once inspiring and capable of knocking any aspiring musician down a couple of pegs. I have never heard a band who can perform live THIS flawlessly. They so perfectly executed the signature, intricate harmonies that make up the FF soundscape, leading me to believe that Fleet Foxes are physically incapable of singing or playing a bad note. Ever. The atmosphere in the venue switched between silent awe during each song, and an onslaught of appreciative noise-making as the last note faded out. But I felt like I should be doing more than just cheering my loudest at the end of each song. I felt like I should’ve been constructing some sort of Fleet Foxes shrine in the middle of the sardine-packed crowd.

Aside from seeing Final Fantasy play in a church a couple years back, I’ve never experienced such transcendence at the hands of live music. And I think this is the ultimate for live shows, those times when you let go of everything but the music and are able to enter into a state that’s probably something like an out-of-body experience. The band seemed continually bowled over by the audience’s adoring response, and the night ended with three fist-clenched bouts of thank yous from lead singer Robin Pecknold as he proclaimed that it was the best show they’d ever played. Now I know it’s naive to think that this hasn’t been said before to other crowds, but I’m choosing to take stock in this statement given the mutual, almost sappy appreciation that was blatantly exchanged between audience and band. As the Fleet Foxers made their way off stage, they could be seen embracing each other and shaking their heads at each other, seemingly disbelieving and overwhelmed by the crowd’s response.

We were pretty overwhelmed, too.

-Alie

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Let’s Chat: Frightened Rabbit

August 6th, 2009 | By: Alie Lavoie

“Funny” probably isn’t the first adjective I’d use to describe the jangling frown-pop of Frightened Rabbit. But when I sat down to talk with frontman Scott Hutchinson before the band’s stellar set at the Horseshoe Tavern, he welcomed the seemingly odd label with open arms: “Some people come up and tell me, and they’re not trying to be offensive – they’re trying to compliment me – by saying that they find our music funny.” Wondering where the comedy is? It might be hard to find amidst the anguish of an album like The Midnight Organ Fight, an earnest, unflattering depiction of heartbreak and sex and heartbreaking sex, but it’s there… even if us non-Europeans aren’t getting the joke.
Belle and Sebastian. Malcolm Middleton. Camera Obscura. Frightened Rabbit. Aside from and possibly because of the fact that they’re all Scots, these bands share another commonality: at the exposed heart of each group’s sound is a signature contradiction of heavy lyrics set to undeniably catchy instrumentals. Cue the laugh track. “There’s a black sense of humour which is absolutely Scottish,” explains Hutchinson. “[It's] not even British, actually. It’s very specific. It’s like we’re just the underdog. Every time. In terms of sport, in terms of just… I don’t know, the rest of the world. It’s like a small country that kicks hard. You know, making light of extreme pain is quite a Scottish thing to do.”
Hutchinson clearly finds this cultural quirk appealing and is upfront about how the band deliberately incorporates the sonic disparity of happy/sad into their music. He openly admits that it was a “modus operandi from the start” to make use of this contradiction: “It’s an open door. And then you walk into the song and it sounds kind of immediately safe and easy. And then all of a sudden you’re hit with this, like, fairly bleak, dark, heavy imagery and it’s a shock.” Anyone who has taken even the most casual of listens to Frightened Rabbit will understand the weighty imagery Hutchinson is talking about. With Midnight Organ Fight’s frequent lyrical cameos of leprosy and other bloody, infectious things, Hutchinson aimed to paint a recognizable portrait of a relationship literally and figuratively on its last leg. “Everyone has a body and understands that feeling.” he says of using the human form as a metaphor for a disintegrating romantic bond. “And it’s much simpler than an emotional kind of study.”
**
That being said, fans of the rotting-from-the-inside-out lyrical content might be disappointed to hear that bodies will be a bit more… intact on the upcoming Frightened Rabbit release. “The reason for the disease thing [on Midnight Organ Fight] was it was like a heartache involved in there. Um… I don’t know if you noticed that,” he quips. “It’s kind of – it’s totally obvious. But this time ’round, I am thankful to say that since that record has come out, there has been none of that. I had to change my tactic a little bit.” Given that heartache seems to be the fuel Organ Fight thrived on, fans may be wondering what will fill the tank on the upcoming album. I shall quell your curiosity and adhere to this ridiculous fuel analogy. You ready for this? The next Frightened Rabbit album will be an eco-friendly vessel; it’s running on water.
“It seems to go on deeper into the ocean and metaphors,” says Hutchinson of the next Frightened Rabbit album. But don’t count on a straight up ode to the sea. “I tried to steer away from making it too concept album-y, but I kind of like records where there’s a recurring theme.” Because of this and also because of his desire to “create a body of work that makes sense”, Hutchinson made a point of including references to the last album on this new, fully-recorded but not (as of the interview) fully mixed or titled album. “Um– I can’t– I know– no,” Hutchinson finally concludes when I ask if the album has a title. “I’m not just being cagey!” he offers. “I’m kind of annoyed. It’s keeping me awake at night. I don’t have one. I have maybe ten options and none of them seem to be working yet.” One such option for the record’s name is the first song that he wrote for the album, “<http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5YxtPpMMHs>Swim Until You Can’t See Land</link>”, but I make no promises as to this being the eventual title.
As for the upcoming record’s sound, I’ll leave it to Hutchinson to describe: “Sonically it’s much more layered. It was a really quick process the last time with Midnight Organ Fight. And [there] was a lot of stuff that I didn’t have time to get on there. Budget-wise it was a much smaller thing, so it was a total rush. This time it was like… you know we were still working solid all day, but it felt a lot more relaxed and I can safely say that it’s all on there this time. And although I wouldn’t say it’s become overblown and orchestral, it’s certainly much more how I always wanted the band to sound,” he explains. “It’s a departure from us sounding like a four-piece guitar band. There are samples and loops led and synthesized sounds. It’s not electronic! We’re trying to go for more of like a Brian Eno, Sigur Rós type soundscape. And yeah, I think it’s got more muscle and it’s going to be slightly more dramatic.”
Hutchinson has obvious frustrations with Frightened Rabbit’s previous release, and though he certainly isn’t unhappy with how the songs turned out (he mentions a couple times that he is “pleased” with them), it seems to be a case of unfulfilled expectations. “It just didn’t quite match up to what was playing like in my head. It was always disappointing.” Thankfully, he seems to be feeling much more optimistic about the new album: “This one is matching up to how it played in my head. It’s the first time ever.”
Rabid Rabbit fans can expect a new song or two to come out towards the end of this year, while the album will be fully released at the beginning of 2010. And after the overwhelming, near-worship reception the band got at their sold out Toronto show, I can only hope they’ve been encouraged make more frequent hops over the pond. I’d like to think that the hard-kicking, small-country’d lads of Frightened Rabbit have found our expanse of Canadian soil to be a softer landing.
(P.S. If Scott Hutchinson were a singing animal, he’d be an owl because he’d “rather be out and about at night-time.” Fair enough, sir.)
**
At this point in the interview, I decide to put my first-year English course to work and mention that in t.s. eliot’s The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock, eliot had a similar tendency to focus in on parts of the body as opposed to the body as a whole, and (theoretically) did so because of a (theoretical) fear of intimacy. “I see,” replies Hutchinson. He then takes a moment to mull over the observation, and in the small silence I shift from a) satisfaction at being able to actually apply my debt-laden arts education to the real world, on to b) slight anxiety at the subtly confused expression on his face, and finally to c) self-loathing at my pretentious and far-reaching conclusions. Drawing abstract comparisons between pop music and t.s. eliot? Who do I think I am? I realize that Scott Hutchinson of Frightened Rabbit probably hates me now. He is disgusted by my ignorance. He is insulted by my very presence. And then. He speaks. “I mean it may come from that kind of… maybe… looking into it… maybe it does come from that! Kind of the social awkwardness of like… staring at someone’s knee for a conversation…” My question sheet has been covering my knee, so I move it aside in an accommodating sort of way. And he laughs. I take a hesitant peek out from under the disgraced rock I have taken social refuge beneath. Alas, I have not died of embarrassment and shall live to interview another day. The end!
Frightened Rabbit

Frightened Rabbit

“Funny” probably isn’t the first adjective I’d use to describe the jangling frown-pop of Frightened Rabbit. But when I sat down to talk with frontman Scott Hutchinson before the band’s stellar set at the Horseshoe Tavern, he welcomed the seemingly odd label with open arms: “Some people come up and tell me, and they’re not trying to be offensive – they’re trying to compliment me – by saying that they find our music funny.” Wondering where the comedy is? It might be hard to find amidst the anguish of an album like The Midnight Organ Fight, an earnest, unflattering depiction of heartbreak and sex and heartbreaking sex, but it’s there… even if us non-Europeans aren’t getting the joke.

Belle and Sebastian. Malcolm Middleton. Camera Obscura. Frightened Rabbit. Aside from and possibly because of the fact that they’re all Scots, these bands share another commonality: at the exposed heart of each group’s sound is a signature contradiction of heavy lyrics set to undeniably catchy instrumentals. Cue the laugh track. “There’s a black sense of humour which is absolutely Scottish,” explains Hutchinson. “[It's] not even British, actually. It’s very specific. It’s like we’re just the underdog. Every time. In terms of sport, in terms of just… I don’t know, the rest of the world. It’s like a small country that kicks hard. You know, making light of extreme pain is quite a Scottish thing to do.”

Hutchinson clearly finds this cultural quirk appealing and is upfront about how the band deliberately incorporates the sonic disparity of happy/sad into their music. He openly admits that it was a “modus operandi from the start” to make use of this contradiction: “It’s an open door. And then you walk into the song and it sounds kind of immediately safe and easy. And then all of a sudden you’re hit with this, like, fairly bleak, dark, heavy imagery and it’s a shock.” Anyone who has taken even the most casual of listens to Frightened Rabbit will understand the weighty imagery Hutchinson is talking about. With Midnight Organ Fight’s frequent lyrical cameos of leprosy and other bloody, infectious things, Hutchinson aimed to paint a recognizable portrait of a relationship literally and figuratively on its last leg. “Everyone has a body and understands that feeling.” he says of using the human form as a metaphor for a disintegrating romantic bond. “And it’s much simpler than an emotional kind of study.”

**

That being said, fans of the rotting-from-the-inside-out lyrical content might be disappointed to hear that bodies will be a bit more… intact on the upcoming Frightened Rabbit release. “The reason for the disease thing [on Midnight Organ Fight] was it was like a heartache involved in there. Um… I don’t know if you noticed that,” he quips. “It’s kind of – it’s totally obvious. But this time ’round, I am thankful to say that since that record has come out, there has been none of that. I had to change my tactic a little bit.” Given that heartache seems to be the fuel Organ Fight thrived on, fans may be wondering what will fill the tank on the upcoming album. I shall quell your curiosity and adhere to this ridiculous fuel analogy. You ready for this? The next Frightened Rabbit album will be an eco-friendly vessel; it’s running on water.

“It seems to go on deeper into the ocean and metaphors,” says Hutchinson of the next Frightened Rabbit album. But don’t count on a straight up ode to the sea. “I tried to steer away from making it too concept album-y, but I kind of like records where there’s a recurring theme.” Because of this and also because of his desire to “create a body of work that makes sense”, Hutchinson made a point of including references to the last album on this new, fully-recorded but not (as of the interview) fully mixed or titled album. “Um– I can’t– I know– no,” Hutchinson finally concludes when I ask if the album has a title. “I’m not just being cagey!” he offers. “I’m kind of annoyed. It’s keeping me awake at night. I don’t have one. I have maybe ten options and none of them seem to be working yet.” One such option for the record’s name is the first song that he wrote for the album, “Swim Until You Can’t See Land“, but I make no promises as to this being the eventual title.

As for the upcoming record’s sound, I’ll leave it to Hutchinson to describe: “Sonically it’s much more layered. It was a really quick process the last time with Midnight Organ Fight. And [there] was a lot of stuff that I didn’t have time to get on there. Budget-wise it was a much smaller thing, so it was a total rush. This time it was like… you know we were still working solid all day, but it felt a lot more relaxed and I can safely say that it’s all on there this time. And although I wouldn’t say it’s become overblown and orchestral, it’s certainly much more how I always wanted the band to sound,” he explains. “It’s a departure from us sounding like a four-piece guitar band. There are samples and loops led and synthesized sounds. It’s not electronic! We’re trying to go for more of like a Brian Eno, Sigur Rós type soundscape. And yeah, I think it’s got more muscle and it’s going to be slightly more dramatic.”

Hutchinson has obvious frustrations with Frightened Rabbit’s previous release, and though he certainly isn’t unhappy with how the songs turned out (he mentions a couple times that he is “pleased” with them), it seems to be a case of unfulfilled expectations. “It just didn’t quite match up to what was playing like in my head. It was always disappointing.” Thankfully, he seems to be feeling much more optimistic about the new album: “This one is matching up to how it played in my head. It’s the first time ever.”

Rabid Rabbit fans can expect a new song or two to come out towards the end of this year, while the album will be fully released at the beginning of 2010. And after the overwhelming, near-worship reception the band got at their sold out Toronto show, I can only hope they’ve been encouraged make more frequent hops over the pond. I’d like to think that the hard-kicking, small-country’d lads of Frightened Rabbit have found our expanse of Canadian soil to be a softer landing.

(P.S. If Scott Hutchinson were a singing animal, he’d be an owl because he’d “rather be out and about at night-time.” Fair enough, sir.)

**

At this point in the interview, I decide to put my first-year English course to work and mention that in t.s. eliot’s The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock, eliot had a similar tendency to focus in on parts of the body as opposed to the body as a whole, and (theoretically) did so because of a (theoretical) fear of intimacy. “I see,” replies Hutchinson. He then takes a moment to mull over the observation, and in the small silence I shift from a) satisfaction at being able to actually apply my debt-laden arts education to the real world, on to b) slight anxiety at the subtly confused expression on his face, and finally to c) self-loathing at my pretentious and far-reaching conclusions. Drawing abstract comparisons between pop music and t.s. eliot? Who do I think I am? I realize that Scott Hutchinson of Frightened Rabbit probably hates me now. He is disgusted by my ignorance. He is insulted by my very presence. And then. He speaks. “I mean it may come from that kind of… maybe… looking into it… maybe it does come from that! Kind of the social awkwardness of like… staring at someone’s knee for a conversation…” My question sheet has been covering my knee, so I move it aside in an accommodating sort of way. And he laughs. I take a hesitant peek out from under the disgraced rock I have taken social refuge beneath. Alas, I have not died of embarrassment and shall live to interview another day. The end!

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