
After nearly 30 years active is it possible to augment your live performance and continue to impress? If not, Depeche Mode broke protocol tearing the roof off an emphatically charged Centre Bell. (more…)

After nearly 30 years active is it possible to augment your live performance and continue to impress? If not, Depeche Mode broke protocol tearing the roof off an emphatically charged Centre Bell. (more…)
Nick McCabe and Simon Jones of The Verve, and Goldfrapp violinist Davide Rossi have come together to bring us yet another 2009 team up dubbed The Black Ships. During recording sessions of The Verve’s 2008 comeback record Forth, the boys had spent some bonding time together and felt the musical relationship should survive the future, writing on their site “After The Verve finished touring in August 2008, it was decided that something new should emerge from such a meeting. That took shape in November 2008 in Copenhagen, Denmark, where the band met for the first time to play and record new material straight away. It was then that Nick brought with him long time friend and collaborator Mig Schillace, to complete the rhythmic section and with it the core line-up of the band.” The band has yet to discuss the nitty gritty of release dates or when we might see them grace a live environment but the word on the street is that we should be hearing some tunage quite soon.
With Mariah Carey’s video for Obsessed floating around featuring her mockingly impersonating and lyrically slamming Eminem, it would only be a matter of time till the Detroit rhymester mixed his own cocktail of fuck you brew. Em’s latest burn track titled The Warning, handles Mariah with no holds barred, spitting flows like “Oh gee is that supposed to be me in the video with the goatee?, Wow Mariah didn’t expect ya to go balls out, Bitch shut the fuck up before I put all those phone calls out, You made to my house, When you was wilding out, Before Nick, when you was on my dick.” Incidentally the Nick in question is of course Mariah’s hubby Nick Cannon who also shared colourful words about Eminem in a blog post following Slim Shady’s release of Bagpipes from Baghdad, therefore rendering him right for a hearty inclusion in the attack. The Warning is true to form vicious rap going into detail concerning Mariah and Em’s alleged relationship, outlining sexual activity and even making good on threats of releasing saved up recordings, playing clips of a swooning Carey referring to herself as “Mary Poppins” and cooing the words “I want you”. Sorry Mariah… You mess with the bull… You get the horns.

Officially added to Montreal’s boasting list Random Recipe made Le Divan Orange sweat with salacious swagger and eye popping presence *sniff* *sniff* smells like success… All the images and words soon.

Montreal’s fast food digital crunksters Omnikrom had L’Olympia bouncing with dukes in the air… Gravy splattered photos and words are on the way.
In a recent tête a tête with Rolling Stone, Kid Rock expressed his sharp disdain for the gargantuan social networking service Twitter, saying “It’s gay. If one more person asks me if I have a Twitter, I’m going to tell them, ‘Twitter this [bleep], mother[bleep]er.’ I don’t have anything to say, and what I have to say is not that relevant. Anything that is relevant, I’m going to bottle it up and then squeeze it onto a record somewhere.” In related news… I can’t wait to Tweet this.
As if they haven’t suffered enough just being them… One hit Australian wonders Men at Work, known best for their 1983 monster Down Under, are on the legal chopping block. Publishing company Larrikin Music has filed suit against the boys from down under saying that the single in question bears a striking resemblance to an old song written for the Girl Guides. The original ditty, Kookaburra Sits In The Old Gum Tree, was written by Marion Sinclair in 1934 and the publishing rights were seemingly purchased by Larrikin Music in 1990. It seems the claim to fame flute in Down Under was stolen from the chorus of the children’s tune and thusly Larrikin Music is pursuing suit against Sony BMG Music Entertainment and EMI Music Publishing Australia for compensatory royalties from the tracks compounding monetary gain. “Hey dad so how did you make it big in the 80s?” “Well son… We started by ripping off the Girl Guides…”
It seems pop femme Lily Allen and Oasis’ rock narcissist Liam Gallagher made an 11-hour Virgin Atlantic flight to Japan virtually unbearable for neighbouring passengers as an all out booze bender ensued. Both headed for the Fuji Rocks Festival, the pair boarded the plane with what seemed like a thirst to party, quickly turning into a thirst for the drink. With a combined entourage of 30 warning the flight staff to “keep those two apart”, one would assume mayhem was not too far off. The two proceeded to get belligerently intoxicated and were asked to “calm down” constantly as they turned the Upper Class section into a raucous good time. It seems quite a bit of alcohol must have been involved as once back in London, Allen responded to a question concerning the incident by saying, “I don’t know what you’re talking about”. Hm… I think Gallagher and Allen may have invented the ‘Mile High Riot Club’.
Le Divan Orange gears up for sweet and sassy acoustic grooves while big bounce ideals and light-hearted words of a whisper guide Random Recipe as they warm up a quaint stage for BSBTRGDCLUB.
With special guests: Noia + Cougarettes
L’Olympia’s looking to shine as Omnikrom leads an electro-crunk soiree of rap-tastic digs tonight… 1. Trempe les frites dans l’huile 2.Fais-les cuire, c’est facile 3. Ajoute la sauce et le fromage “squish squish”.
With special guests: Misteur Valaire + Green Go
Running from August 8th to the 31st a David Byrne imagined installation will grace the London Roundhouse with a clever take on instrumentation. The exhibit, Playing The Building, will entail a pump organ installed in the center of the venue wired to various parts of the building. By playing the organ, vibrations are sent to different parts of the structure creating a specific sound. Pipes will chime like flutes and the venues walls will beat like massive drums, with the concept of being able to literally “play” the building as the ultimate goal. This isn’t the first time Byrne has run this installation, already boasting a successful stint last year at New York’s Battery Maritime Building. Does anyone else think we should be concerned if he starts playing stadiums?
Following a recent MySpace blog posting it’s become clear that Marilyn Manson has had enough of the silver tongued press spreading false claims about him. The message quite blatantly reads, “I can, but do not need to defend myself and the absurd accusations that the average press has clinged onto. If we need a nude photo of me to prove that I am far different than the soon-to-be-murdered-in-their-home press has decided to fabricate, that is easy.” The shock rocker even included his esteemed fans in the mix, giving them a chance to punish the journalists together. “If one more ‘journalist’ makes a cavalier statement about me and my band, I will personally or with my fans help, greet them at their home and discover just how much they believe in their freedom of speech. I dare you all to write one more thing that you won’t say to my face. Because I will make you say it. In that manner. That is a threat.” The entire kerfuffle was sprung from a claim that LA Weekly made after an interview with Manson, saying the flamboyant frontman was addicted to cocaine. Note to self: Do not screw with Marilyn Manson.
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Sometimes an artist can write such personal material that you feel connected as though you’re both experiencing simultaneous events and emotions. As you listen to Frightened Rabbit’s latest release, The Midnight Organ Fight, you can’t help but empathize with singer-songwriter Scott Hutchinson as he sings about heartbreak. By way of his broken vulnerable voice he digs through the emotions brought on by the distress of having his heart ripped to bits: “I’m working hard on walking out, Shoes keep sticking to the ground, My clothes won’t let me close the door, These trousers seem to love your floor.” Through his torment and anguish, Hutchinson’s lyrics somehow retain a hopeful tone as he guides us across the bridge over his abyss of never-ending sorrow. Frightened Rabbit’s music has an Atlantic coast feel, bringing to mind vivid familiar imagery of foggy grey days, the sound of waves crashing on the shore, the feel of salty mist on your face, or the longing for a pint of ale at the local pub.
Genre: Rock
Latest Album: The Midnight Organ Fight
For Fans Of: The Shins, Keane, The Decemberists
Listen To: Frightened Rabbit
London lads and lady, The Veils, played to the hearts of their adoring Montreal crowd at La Sala Rossa last night… Come back soon to see the photographs and review.
L.A.’s Foreign Born charmed a well warmed Montreal audience last stormy night at La Sala Rossa. Be sure to return for the photos and review.

There are in escapable certainties in life that follow us forever; taxes, death, the inability for cereal to stay crunchy in milk and Zakk Wylde standing as an unwavering metal guitar god. He called for a meeting of the Black Label Society and Montreal’s L’Olympia gladly obliged. (more…)
It’s amazing the friends you can make when you become a locked up degenerate. Helter Skelter cult leader and all around scary individual Charles Manson has been passing notes to the recently incarcerated Phil Spector. “A guard brought Philip a note from Manson, who said he wanted him to come over to his lockup. He said he considers Philip the greatest producer who ever lived”, stated the killer/producer’s wife Rachelle Spector. Spector’s publicist Hal Lifson added “It was creepy. Philip didn’t respond. I think Manson wants to glean some musical advice from Phil, who was a ‘60s music god with his ‘Wall of Sound’. Sources close to Spector said he commented on the request by saying, “I used to pick up the phone and it was John Lennon or Celine Dion or Tina Turner, and now Charles Manson is trying to get a hold of me!” Geez Phil… I wonder if all this creepiness could have been avoided by not shooting an innocent girl point blank in the face and then leaving her for dead in your house. I guess some questions just can’t be answered. The world’s a mystery… Ain’t it Phil?