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Osheaga Recap – Day 1: Owen Pallett

August 3rd, 2010 | By: Melody Lau

Owen Pallett

Toronto violinist Owen Pallett, formerly under the moniker of Final Fantasy, played an early set to a crowded audience on the Green Stage, evidently the most troublesome to artists of Day 1. Immediately apparent from Pallett’s soundcheck, moments before he took the stage, Pallett was struggling with sound issues prompted by the inability to hear himself in the monitors. Visibly annoyed, he stepped offstage and returned sporting a brave and optimistic face to the adoring crowd loudly applauding.

Pallett projects the grandeur of an entire orchestra but orchestrated by one man, and in some cases two with the addition of guitarist/percussionist Thomas Gill. Looping and layering coats of classical violin melodies with eccentric rhythms, Pallett weaves and conducts symphonies of pop-perfection. “Many Lives – 49 MP” breathes new life with the addition of Gill’s accompanying guitar matching the pace and melody of Pallett’s intricate violin parts whereas a classic like “This is the Dream of Win and Regine” didn’t stretch too far from its original but was still exciting and proved to be a crowd pleaser, especially to an audience who was clearly here to see Pallett as much as they were here for Day 1’s headliners The Arcade Fire whom Pallett was a member of and serves as the orchestral brains behind on records.

To us, Pallett sounded phenomenal but it was clear that he didn’t feel the same way. On set closer “Lewis Takes Off His Shirt”, Pallett stopped mid-song, apologized to the audience and stormed off. “I’m sorry guys, I just can’t hear myself and I can’t do this.” Known for being a perfectionist, it was completely understandable and very commendable that he had even lasted through most of his set with this problem looming onstage. There were definitely faces of disappointment across the sea of fans who tried to convince him to return but no love is lost, Pallett. The fact that he handled the situation so well just made me love him more, if that was possible.

For More,
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http://www.myspace.com/owenpallettmusic

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Real Estate & Kurt Vile @ The Great Hall, July 20, 2010

July 22nd, 2010 | By: Amanda Macchia

Real Estate

Seeing Real Estate and Kurt Vile perform in said order is like laying on the beach, tranquilized by the sound of the ocean as you ponder the nature of your existence as a human creature, only to have that experience interrupted by a violent tsunami constructed of reverb and distortion. In a good way.

Real Estate took to the stage of The Great Hall this past Tuesday, giving Toronto a taste of the New Jersey foursome’s beachy psychedelic indie pop, starting with “Beach Comber” – the opening track of the band’s self-titled LP. The calming, uncomplicated melody of the song was carried out by lead vocalist/guitarist Martin Courtney with the same relaxed tone he records with, while lead guitarist Matthew Mondanile countered the melody with his own pleasing electric twang.

The band went on to perform numerous tracks from their catalogue, including the instrumental “Atlantic City” and the nearly-instrumental “Suburban Beverage” (the only lyrics being “Budweiser, Sprite, Do you feel alright”), both songs reinstating the sights and sounds of surf, sand, and suburban New Jersey to the crowd standing on the dry, hardwood floors of the urban venue.

Remaining consistent with the theme of suburbia, Real Estate knocked out “Suburban Dogs” – a track so smothered with nostalgia for Jersey and romance it’d make even “The Situation” whimper (remember that guy?) – but it was, for whatever reason, a little rushed live and the nostalgic vibe was somewhat lost in the quick tempo.

Real Estate wrapped up with a new song featuring Mondanile on lead vocals, and then the atmosphere changed ever so slightly.

Vile, or “Philly’s Constant Hitmaker” as he dubbed himself on his MySpace Page, brought the steady vibe of his zealous reverb and violently distorted chord progressions to the stage after Real Estate said their goodbyes, hammering out songs of epic durations to the soon-to-be-unexpectedly-sweaty crowd as Vile somehow managed to create humidity with his amp settings.

Harpist or no harpist, but there was a harpist, Vile is a performer with an intense and surprising dynamic, his set list flooded with passion, fervor, and uninterrupted hair-swaying. Tracks like “Hunchback” can demonstrate to any listener the type of energy Vile spews live onstage. Whether he or she enjoys the intensity and psychedelic vibe of his style is merely a matter of taste, but the raw emotion that Vile engraves in his recordings and live performances is something that is hard not to at least appreciate. He closed the show at The Great Hall doing just that.

But for anyone turned off by Vile’s ferocity, there’s always a market for Real Estate.

For More,
MySpace (Real Estate):
http://www.myspace.com/realestate
MySpace (Kurt Vile): http://www.myspace.com/kurtvileofphilly

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The Loom @ El Mocambo, July 16, 2010

July 19th, 2010 | By: Amanda Macchia

 

Photo By Aviva Cohen

If there is one thing that can be said about The Loom, it would be that their swelling horns, authoritative downbeats, and generally serene harmonies can haunt any room with their earthy sound – even a nearly-empty El Mocambo this past Friday night.

The Brooklyn six-piece took to a Toronto stage for the first time Friday night, delivering jangling chord progressions and eerie desert-like chants, creating a scene that looked and sounded as if Edward Sharpe had lost about half of his Magnetic Zeroes and was stranded in some sort of Middle Eastern desert terrain.

The Loom pounded through their set list, taking little time to breath between one spiritual and tranquilizing hymn-like number to the next, while Lis Rubard quickly alternated between French horn and trumpet mid-song, keeping in time with the band’s creatively abrupt tempo changes. The constant and dreamy harmonies featured throughout The Loom’s catalogue were delivered skillfully by lead vocalists John Fanning and Sarah Renfro, although the articulation of the lyrics were inaudible for the majority of the set, unlike on the recordings.

“Song for the Winter Sun,” boasts the choral proclamation of “This year we will not, This year we will not, Sleep our way, Through the winter,” whose eeriness resonated not only throughout the El Mo, but possibly all the way into Chinatown.

Reaching the end of their set, the band played a song Fanning called “Snowed In,” although the aggressive tribal-like bass drums and warm horns and banjo that carried out the number did not correlate with the image of snow, but rather the same feeling of dust, dirt, and penetrating ultraviolet rays that had been a constant image throughout the show.

Ending the show with “Helena,”  The Loom had knocked out about 10 songs, all of which were within the same desert-like realm, but all of which were played with heart, soul, and any third party that may be affiliated with such things, despite the meager number of onlookers.

For more,
MySpace:
http://www.myspace.com/theloommusic

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NXNE 2010 Wednesday Review

June 22nd, 2010 | By: Guest Contributor

Eagles of Death Metal

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Eagles of Death Metal @ Phoenix Theatre

AC/DC singer Bon Scott once said of the band’s songs, “All the songs we do are basically about one of three things: booze, sex or rock ‘n’ roll.” Shortly after, Scott choked to death on his own vomit. Its a musical formula that the Eagles of Death Metal have been following to the letter, ever since Queens of the Stone Age singer/guitarist Josh Homme and his friend Jesse Hughes decided to start a band about six years ago, and the results are what had fans packed into the Phoenix last Wednesday for one of NXNE’s kickoff shows. With Homme busy playing full-time in the “don’t-call-it-a-super-group” super-group Them Crooked Vultures, and longtime touring bassist Brian O’Connor undergoing cancer treatment, the lineup was rounded out with drummer Joey Castillo, guitarist Dave Catching, and Dean Fertita of Queens/The Dead Weather stepping in for O’Connor. However the face of the band is – and always will be – Hughes, and he didn’t disappoint live. Swaggering around on stage like Mick Jagger, if Jagger had grown up in the California desert and kept the company of roadhouse strippers instead of French models, the frontman nicknamed “Boots Electric” had the rowdy audience eating out of the palm of his hand. Whether it be pulling out a comb from his pocket to slick back his mustache, inviting girls onstage to dance (which prompted many eager responses, and several bras), or windmilling through fan favourites including “Cherry Cola”, “Wannabe in L.A.”, and “I Want You So Hard (Boy’s Bad News)”, Hughes never stopped being entertaining to watch. This approach to performing mirrors the band’s music perfectly – the Eagles make completely unpretentious, slightly goofy, garage rock ‘n’ roll songs about drinking, dames, and dancing, that only have two speeds – fast and faster. And you know what? Sometimes there ain’t a damn thing wrong with that.

Website: http://www.eaglesofdeathmetal.com/
MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/eaglesofdeathmetal

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Primary Colours Party @ And And And Space – March 30, 2010

April 9th, 2010 | By: Guest Contributor

These Are Powers

Event promoter Alex from Primary Colors organized a memorable night last Tuesday, 30 March. Bringing in Brooklyn bands These Are Powers and Javelin, with support from Toronto’s Doldrums—a new project feat. Airick Woodhead

(Spiral Beach), Alex Laurence (the Miles), Chris Lyons (Heartbeat Hotel), and Andy Smith (Heartbeat Hotel). But that wasn’t all; this wasn’t just a regular show. Put on in an unknown venue that included handmade decorations, a mood room, projections, and one bizarre performance art piece, the event was as much show as it was interactive art space for those into that kind of thing.

I’d seen These Are Powers once before: a 2am set at Silver Dollar during last year’s NxNE music festival. They blew me away with their eccentric hyper electro grooves and sensual energy. Their performance demanded that I
dance, no matter the hour or the state of my tired feet. It was a very unexpected surprise. This was their first time back in Toronto since then, and I was keen on going to see them.

A friend and I showed up just shy at 11pm, unsure of what we were getting ourselves into. Located on the top floor of a building in an alley off Queen St. West, And And And Space is a muti-room (yet open-concept) space with exposed wooden beams and original hardwood floors. We got ribbon around our wrists instead of handstamps; there was a DJ playing in the front room, but no one was dancing. The pillars were decorated with long, thin strands of
silver, and most of the partiers looked, well, pretty hip. (I wore my hot pink skinny jeans, and felt rather more colourful than everyone else, but otherwise fit right in.) In one small room band members were selling merch, in another, cans of PBR were going for $4, and the third was some kind of well-lit chill-out room, with cut-out bits of pastel-coloured paper layed all over the floor, ready to be stuck to the wall. Most of the people were hanging out in the hallway and larger areas in the front and back. There were balloons and sheets covered the ceiling over the stage area.

And then it sounded like a band had started to play. According to a schedule I’d glanced at earlier that day, I had missed Doldrums, but here they were. No doubt the as-yet sparse attendance had pushed things back. Airick and co.
hit drums, tapped electronic noise makers, turned dials, and vocalized into distorted mics. A few people feined dancing, but most of us looked on, listening. It was exciting for me to see this new band, with men I’d seen perform in other bands before. The convergence of sounds and experiences, thinking about how these things come together—I felt like a bit of an insider, even though I’m really not. As for the noise they were making, it was far from offensive, but it was not really to my taste. There were elements of tunefulness, but the emphasis was on creating bizarre soundscapes. And after maybe 15 minutes, they were done.

MySpace (Doldrums): http://www.myspace.com/doldrumstoronto

Between sets—and at this point I had no idea what was going to happen next—my friend and I people-watched, took in the decorations, and sat in the chill-out room while fellow-attendees made good use of the paper shapes. I was surprised the event was rather less than full, and got the sense it wasn’t because the place was at capacity. To those who stayed home: you missed out! Suddenly, something was happening… video projections behind Laura McCoy, performing semi-silently and alone. She did some moving around, and some mumbling, but I could only half see for all the people in front of me.

Finally, a few minutes before 12:30am—thank goodness I didn’t have to be anywhere Wednesday morning—Javelin came on. Their vibe was very different than what I’d just heard and seen. More accessible and dance-oriented,
Javelin slowly got people moving. The duo’s music wouldn’t have been too out of place in a regular club, but the band members themselves were pretty much the opposite of slick-looking. Heart-shaped red balloon in hand, I danced at
the front, alongside rather younger partiers. The set was fun; I will keep an eye out for these guys.

MySpace (Javelin): http://www.myspace.com/hotjamzofjavelin

With it now approaching 1am, the venue was decently-populated if not full. There was a long waiting period, perhaps by design to give us all time to mill about, taking everything in. Sari and Romy from Ghost Bees had shown up, doning masks and clear plastic coverings. A few other people put masks on, too, and moved about amongst the skinny-jeaned crowd. I couldn’t tell if anyone else was getting impatient, but despite the distractions, I was ready for things to get going. About 1:30am, These Are Powers started playing. I had high expectations. At first, I wasn’t sure about them. But before long, I had made my way to the very front, less than a foot from front-woman Anna Barie’s synth table. (I was reminded of that uber-packed Woodhands’ show at Teranga in January 2008.) Dancing ensued. It was not the full-out frenetic experience it might have been—cramped quarters made this difficult—but being so close to the beats and personal energy of the trio had its effect. The band performed a great set, full of songs both new and familiar, intense
and driving. Beside me, the men from Doldrums let loose, jumping up and down with abandon. Behind me, people danced, too. But no doubt the energy was somewhat lost on those toward the back.

Given the hour and the heat—promoter Alex had to close open windows during These Are Powers’ set, presumably to keep the noise in and any complaints at bay—I didn’t linger much after the set. As I put my coat on in the alley, a woman called out to me, “Hey, pink pant-her!” It made me smile. Great party, cool bands, awesome space, respectful and interesting crowd—success! I gotta get myself to more of these Primary Colors events. And so perhaps should you.

MySpace (These Are Powers): http://www.myspace.com/thesearepowers

Facebook Group (Primary Colours): http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=8879806046&v=info

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Review By Jennifer Polk

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Beach House @ Opera House – March 30, 2010

April 2nd, 2010 | By: Guest Contributor

Beach House

There is no better way to celebrate the end of a painfully long and draining school assignment than entering into the delightfully sparkly dream that is Beach House. With an added drummer, the trio hypnotized the crowd into euphoria at the Opera House Tuesday night.

The crowd swayed to the melancholic rhythms and Victoria Legrand’s hauntingly beautiful voice in a set that drew heavily on their newest release Teen Dream.

The highlight of the night happened during “Zebra,” the infectious Teen Dream opener. Legrand, in her black and white outfit, pulled out some puppeteering skills and actually looked like a black and white horse marching among us as she mimed her way through the song.

The dreaminess of the night was perfected by the three-dimensional silver diamonds spinning behind the band. They reflected pink and green lights onto the stage and into the crowd to help bring Beach House’s dream to life.

For More Beach House,
MySpace:
http://www.myspace.com/beachhousemusic

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Review By Jillean Kearney

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Canadian Music Week Round-Up: Wednesday

March 16th, 2010 | By: admin

Bahamas @ Lee's Palace (Photo Credit: Michael Fil)

Jason Collett, Zeus, Bahamas @ Lee’s

Wednesday night’s Bonfire Ball featuring Jason Collett, Zeus and Bahamas was pretty much the equivalent of watching all your awesome uncles rockin’ it at a family reunion – but probably fifty times cooler.

This three-hour, 44-song marathon – with the exception of one intermission – was gruelling on the feet but entirely worth dancing your way through the whirlwind setlist that bounced back and fourth between all three acts.

This being Jason Collett’s show though, the set did rule more in his favour where Collett played a fantastically balanced list of songs from his entire discography of work – including crowd favourites “Charlyn, Angel of Kensington” and “I’ll Bring the Sun” as well as tunes from his latest release Rat A Tat Tat.

Zeus and Bahamas also brought an equal amount of energy and fun to the stage though, performing songs from both their latest releases as well. Bahamas, as per usual, fed off the crowd’s energy and benefited most from having a full band back him as he’s often solo or just accompanied by a drummer. Zeus suffered most, sound-wise – crazy sound mixing, especially on the loud keyboards – but even so, played an extremely entertaining set of upbeat set that got the crowd screaming and dancing.

Highlight of the night must’ve been the collective cover of Kylie Minogue’s “Can’t Get You Out Of My Head” – surprising, humorous yet one of the most amazing things I’ve seen this whole festival.

Three hours worth of rockin’, folkin’ good times simultaneously wiped me out early in the week and pumped me up for the days to come.

MySpace (Jason Collett): http://www.myspace.com/jasoncollett
MySpace (Zeus):
http://www.myspace.com/themusicofzeus
MySpace: (Bahamas):
http://www.myspace.com/bahamasbreeze

- ML

Fucked Up @ El Mocambo

Before his band even picked up their instruments, Fucked Up frontman Damian Abraham had a small matter of business to attend to. With guitarist Ben Cook holding up a copy of NOW Magazine with a cover reading “East End Sucks”, the typically-outspoken  Abraham told the crowd that he couldn’t disagree with the headline more (he’s from Riverdale), while Cook tore the magazine to shreds. This display received a mixed reaction from the decent-sized crowd at the decidedly West End venue, many of whom were there because a) they thought Vivian Girls (playing at Wrongbar) weren’t punk enough, b) they thought Jason Collett and company (playing at Lee’s) weren’t rock enough, or like myself, c) they didn’t want to trek halfway across the city for a Wednesday night show.

Make no mistake though, regional jokes aside, Fucked Up are an unabashedly Toronto band. Last year they continued to make their mark on the Canadian music scene, riding the success from their incredibly well-received sophomore album, The Chemistry Of Common Life, all the way to the 2009 Polaris Prize shortlist, surprising many by taking the award in the end. De facto leader Abraham also took on an eye-raising job as a correspondent for FOX News, had a baby (punk raaawwwkkk!), and the band put out about half a dozen new songs, released some older material and b-sides on one compilation, and recently recorded a version of a well-known Christmas song for charity with a hell of an all-star backing cast of musicians (which Abraham also shamelessly plugged).

But if you thought that these accolades would have the Toronto punk band resting on their laurels, then you can guess again. The six-piece cut their teeth out on their live shows, and they don’t intend on slowing down anytime soon. Abraham’s stage presence is nothing short of mesmerizing; loosing his shirt, wrapping the mic around his throat like a noose, and lunging into the riled-up crowd, the singer lead the band through a mix of newer material and fan favourites, including ”Baiting The Public” and “Two Snakes”. If Pink Eyes was the blood and sweat of the performance, than Cook (or Young Guvernor, as he’s sometimes known) was certainly the engine, hammering out riffs and climbing on Abraham’s shoulders while playing. Regardless of whether you are a fan of their kind of music or not, there’s no denying the energy these guys have onstage and musicianship they display. Best live band in Toronto? In my mind, no question. If you ever get the chance to see Fucked Upplay live, go – you won’t be disappointed.

MySpace (Fucked Up): http://www.myspace.com/epicsinminutes

- MM

Deas Vail @ Opera House

Deas Vail, a five-piece from Arkansas, were the first band to come out tonight at The Opera House. Banners hanging over the keyboards, featuring the bands logo and a cheeky blue bird in a top hat and matching vest, peaked my curiosity for a band I knew very little about. Although often compared to the likes of Death Cab for Cutie and Mae, they have a more piano-focused pop sound that complimented the mood of the venue perfectly as people slowly filed in. Performing songs mainly from their latest and third record “Birds and Cages”, Deas Vail played a brief and fairly unspectacular set. While the guy/girl harmonies were a highlight, the band’s actual songs were for the most part a hit or miss. Crowd pleasers “The Things You Were” and “Excuses” served as nice little treats as the audience began warming up to the beat and more and more heads slowly started bobbing. In hindsight, they probably should have performed closer to Copeland since both their pop-rock sounds are quite comparable to each other. In fact, if you like Copeland you should definitely check these guys out.

MySpace (Deas Vail): http://www.myspace.com/deasvail

- RM

Person L @ Opera House

Following the piano-pop styling’s of Deas Vail came Person L, who contrasted the night’s sound with a deeper focus on classic rock influences. Led by Kenny Vasolini of punk band The Starting Line, Person L serves as an outlet to explore a more garage rock approach. Their unusual use of percussion and rhythm, coupled with bluesy guitar riffs, woke the crowd right up as Kenny combined themes of triumph and personal growth throughout their set list. Although a few of the songs seemed to drag on well past their welcome, the catchy guitar hooks of “Goodness Gracious” were more than enough to set things back on track. Although a bit of a curveball, “Sunshine” was a seemingly simple but beautifully sad song revealing more of their ambient and indie rock influences. Perhaps their major weakness however, was the similarity in sound between several of their songs. Nevertheless, Person L undoubtedly delivered an exceptionally energetic show that not only made people excited for the main act, but actually got them dancing too!

MySpace (Person L): http://www.myspace.com/personl

- RM

Copeland @ Opera House

Copeland, led by singer Aaron Marsh, were the last band slated to play at The Opera House tonight. Although often lumped in with the pop-punk crowd, their sound firmly belongs in experimental piano rock with groups like Mew. As they began setting up, it was already a little past eleven and the crowd seemed to be growing a wee bit restless. After ten years together and four albums under their belt, Copeland recently announced that this would be their farewell tour, and naturally everyone was hungry to see them play one last time. All restlessness suddenly transformed into hysteria as they jumped on stage and straight into “Take Care”, a fan-favourite rock anthem from their debut. The rest of their set list continued in similar fashion, covering classics from all four records as well as a few wildcards here and there. Highlights “Chin Up” and “The Day I Lost My Voice” from their latest album were met with warm reception as Aaron Marsh literally poured his heart into every emotionally-driven track. Experimenting with horn sections and even incorporating some post-rock-like guitar riffs into the mix, the creativity and artistic ability shown both on record and on stage by Copeland phenomenally exceeds the minimal recognition they are given. Their trademark soft and dreamy guitar sound, complimented by Aaron Marsh’s warm melodies about love and loss, merge together into some of the most sincere melancholy pop rock you will find.

MySpace (Copeland): http://www.myspace.com/copeland

- RM

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ML – Melody Lau, MM – Max Mertens, RM – Roman Melnik

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Wild Beasts, Still Life Still @ Horseshoe – Feb. 22, 2010

February 23rd, 2010 | By: Melody Lau

Photo Credit: Michael Fil

Photo Credit: Michael Fil

It was surprising to see the Horseshoe as packed as it was last night for the UK’s Wild Beasts because a) it’s a Monday night and b) shouldn’t we all be at home watching the Olympics instead? Needless to say, I defied both because days of the week don’t really apply anymore when you go to shows as often as I do, and I’ll admit it – I missed the end of the show because I went to the front room of the Horseshoe to watch figure skating. Come on, folks – figure skating!

Arts & Crafts newcomers Still Life Still opened the night to a venue that gradually filled up with each song. The Toronto indie rockers are always compared to label mates/boss Kevin Drew and Broken Social Scene, and for good reason. Though no where near the 15-piece super-group aesthetic of Social Scene, Still Life Still’s music is definitely a more simplistic, poppier take on the Toronto collective’s epic grandiose rock. But don’t jump the gun and proclaim these guys as the new generation of Brendan Cannings just yet, the band still has lots of work ahead of them. Musically, the band’s songs are generally a hit or miss but when it’s a hit, they really nail it – ridiculously catchy hooks, fun sing-along lyrics, and a heck of a melody. Though not the most interesting on record, Still Life Still knows how to bring it live. It’ll be very interesting to see this band grow in the upcoming years, whether they embrace their more pop-rock roots or gear towards an even more BSS-like sound. Either way, I see them doing well.

MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/stilllifestill

UK indie dream pop rockers Wild Beasts were up next and the second they stepped onstage, a wave of red light – an enemy of photographers – flooded the stage and a seriously addictive beat hit the crowd. Rhythmically heavy, Wild Beasts can make an audience dance, sway, head bob and pretty much everything in between. Lead singer/guitarist/bassist Hayden Thorpe’s voice is strange yet hypnotically compelling and when it contrasts with the lower register of bassist/guitarist Tom Fleming, it is oddly exquisite – voices like these don’t normally work but in this case it does. Songs like “All The Kings Men” and “We Still Got The Taste Dancing On Our Tongues” – both off their newest release Two Dancers – are prime examples of how great this band really is. Fantastic both on record and live, if you don’t have Wild Beasts in your musical library yet, do it now.

MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/wildbeasts

Sure, I missed the end of their set but I was able to listen to it from the front room just fine. The Canadians aren’t the only ones who did great last night. Gold medals all around!

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Laura Marling, Nathaniel and the Wheel, Pete Roe @ Lee’s – Feb. 9, 2010

February 10th, 2010 | By: Melody Lau

Photo Credit: Frank Yang (Chromewaves)

Photo Credit: Frank Yang (Chromewaves)

I’ve come to a consensus that for university students, the week before reading week – this week – is amongst the most stressful. The perfect musical remedy? Definitely a Tuesday night at Lee’s, listening to a trio of talented musicians play beautiful folk tunes. That, or actual rest and sleep but come on, who does that.

Arriving at the venue early, we were treated to a short opening set by Pete Roe, keyboardist for main act of the night Laura Marling. Roe, an acoustic folk – the common thread throughout the night – singer songwriter was very much your typical guitar-wielding, bearded introvert. Though charming, there weren’t many memorable moments in his set. In fact, most of his songs felt repetitive and long – and his set was only roughly twenty minutes.

MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/peteroe

Following Roe was Colorado’s Nathaniel Rateliff and the Wheel, a surprisingly delightful five-piece, indie folk band. Enlisting Roe in his first performance with the band as Rateliff jokingly but seriously said was due to the band’s van “blew up,” Pete Roe filled in on the keyboard. The band’s songs gradually grew stronger throughout the set, at times building grandeur melodies and harmonies through a full sound completed with double bass and drums and other times more intimate with just Rateliff, his acoustic guitar and the double bassist just on vocals. On the latter, an example would be the simplistic yet mesmerizing “Early Spring Till”. Many times, opening acts suffer through the chattering crowds crawling beneath the music but the moment the chorus of that song kicked in, there was a flash of silence that waved through the audience. Whether that was because of sheer awe or just a reaction to the sudden peak in volume, everyone’s attention turned to the stage. Nathaniel Rateliff and the Wheel’s simple yet beautifully written melodies are reminiscent of those of Dan Mangan’s; Rateliff even sounds a tad like Mangan, except Rateliff lacks the raspiness of Mangan’s signature voice. Regardless though, very comparable and if you enjoy Dan Mangan’s tunes, you should definitely give Rateliff a listen.

MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/thewheel

Just past 10PM (yes, this was quite the early show; it is a school night after all), British folk princess Laura Marling took the stage. Playing mostly off her new album I Speak Because I Can, Marling played a set split between performing with a full band, again with double bass in tow and Roe back on stage again on keys, and performing solo. Almost unrecognizable without her signature short bleach-blonde hair, the newly Brunette Marling’s music was still very much identifiable, thankfully.

With the band, Marling’s songs felt fuller and more true to the songs on her album, especially the gradual build-up of “Ghosts” and the strong instrumentation of new single “Devil’s Spoke”. Alone onstage, Marling was just equally as compelling. Her delicate vocals were soft-spoken yet unexpectedly strong and demanding at the same time.

Though some tuning silences were long and awkward to watch as Marling took her time perfectly tuning each string of her guitars, we were treated to a cute intermission where Marling threw banter duties to keyboardist Roe who in turn played “The Entertainer” for us instead of telling jokes or making small talk. Cute.

Marling also treated us to a “newer than the new album new” song of which she said was written for a movie but was rejected (she never mentioned what movie though, although an audience member was nice enough to guess Twilight) and a cover of Neil Young’s “The Needle and the Damage Done”. After playing, Marling noted her nervousness playing that song in front of a Canadian audience.

Marling seemed to carry a blank face throughout her set, rarely cracking a smile unless she was making a cute remark here and there but that composure was all lost of her “encore” (Marling doesn’t grasp the concept of running off stage and back on for an encore so she informed the audience instead and stayed onstage as the audience applauded) when she stopped mid-way through “Alas I Cannot Swim” bursting out in laughter. Finishing off the set, she was all smiles – and so was I as I left the show. Stress – temporarily lifted; thanks Laura Marling! Now back to the reality and stress of school in the morning…

MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/lauramarling

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Asobi Seksu @ Drake – Feb. 1, 2010

February 4th, 2010 | By: Melody Lau

Photo Credit: Michael Fil

Photo Credit: Michael Fil

It takes a lot to hold one’s attention live sometimes. Add on the fact that you’re playing an all-acoustic set and you may as well be Leno doing stand-up comedy in front of a room of Coco fans. Okay, maybe not to that extreme, but you get the point – it’s a tough feat.

Monday night’s Asobi Seksu show at the Drake was an acoustic affair, complete with audience members comfortably seated on the floor of the dark underground room. The resulting setting looked like a blend between a dim café hosting an acoustic open-mic night and a kindergarten where we’ve congregated for story time – perplexing but regardless, I was just happy to sit down and relax my tired legs.

Asobi Seksu’s bilingual (lead singer Yuki Chikudate sings in both English and Japanese) atmospheric indie-pop usually rely heavily on heavy drums with layered synth and guitar fuzz. Acoustically, we strip all that away to its bare melodies, primarily anchored by Chikudate’s captivatingly beautiful voice which was the best part of the performance.

Chikudate’s voice aside though, the set was – for lack of a better word – lacklustre. In an acoustic context, most of the band’s uniqueness is lost and replaced with fairly weak chord progressions. There’s not much there that grasps one’s attention which is unfortunate because I’m sure the band is capable of much more.

The “story time” portion – the banter – proved to be more interesting than the music itself, with Chikudate encouraging the crowd to “loosen up and laugh a little” whilst sharing stories of her first time taking mushrooms (and its direct result to a bird’s death by getting the vegetarian of the group, guitarist James Hanna, to run over it).

I’m sure if this performance was cut short and turned into an acoustic in-store tour, it would’ve been much more successful. Unfortunately though, for the band and for us, we were treated to a set that was about 30 minutes too long and lost my attention three songs in. Next time, bring the rock.

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For more Asobi Seksu,
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http://www.myspace.com/asobiseksu

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