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Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Recording: Most People

Artist: Most People

Song: Telephone

Recorded at Pia Bouman School for Ballet and Creative Movement (SummerWorks Music Series: What Fate Awaits Them?), August 9, 2015.

Most People - Telephone

The SummerWorks Music series, evolving since its inception in 2008, feels to have really and truly settled into its identity both as another way for SummerWorks to celebrate its growing foregrounding of interdisciplinary art and as a unique feature of the city's live music scene. After a couple years of just stuffing some bands down in the basement to provide an après-play gathering space, 2010's Hidden Cameras spectacular (featuring a "dramatic retelling" their Origin: Orphan album) pointed the way forward — but it wasn't really until 2012 that the festival started to ramp up the practice of pairing musicians with artists from other disciplines to create unique, one-off events.

It was finally in 2013 that the "mature" music series fully emerged, with stand-out events from Maylee Todd, Snowblink, and The Bicycles. Since then, collaboration has moved to the centre. Last year saw the series' first visit to the Pia Bouman School at the edge of Parkdale, which became their home this year, giving the Series its own space (and a cool pop-up venue). Adam Bradley and the returning Andrew Pulsifer have played to the series' strengths with their musical curation, and all of the works this year felt like good additions to a series whose legacy includes the future memories of these one-of-a-kind shows.

The spectacle level of the series was cranked up a notch with this one, combining projections, puppetry, dancers and more to move the show beyond the stage. In one memorable sequence, a model of an undersea-exploring aquanaut was projected on the screen behind the band — and then its real-life equivalent appeared in the midst of the crowd, only to be attacked, and engage in a fight to the death with, a giant silvery eel. That was topped as the set ended with the emergence of a giant hooded puppet — like a blanket monster of a fevered childhood imagination brought to life — rising up behind the band. And just for a break, robot emissaries MATROX took over for a few songs mid-set.

[Most People will be playing a late-night set at Camp Wavelength, Saturday August 29th at Artscape Gibraltar Point.]

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Preview: SummerWorks 2015

SummerWorks Performance Festival

August 7-17, 2014

The SummerWorks Festival is increasingly becoming a music destination because there's nothing else like it. Continuing its focus on constructing cross-disciplinary one-off events (rather than just plain ol' gigs), there's a chance here for local musicians to work with artists from other media to create the sort of immersive experience that is hard to assemble on the usual DIY shoestring.

Each of the seven shows in the Music Series would be worth going to just on musical merit alone; but with the special enhancements on offer, they're not to be missed. The thing that makes these compelling is that the tantalizingly vague descriptions are signposts beckoning the audience to one-time only events. Here's what's going down in the Music Series, with a few live recordings from my own archives as a hint of what you might hear:

  • What Happens to JOOJ in 24 Hours: According to Bojana & Alex: Sook-Yin Lee and Adam Litovitz are undertaking a site-specific and time-specific challenge, sequestering themselves in the theatre for an entire day with the show acting as culmination. How directors Bojana Stancic and Alex Wolfson will interpret that day to the audience is a mystery, but do expect some of JOOJ's Suicide-meets-Dietrich cabaret tunes. [Friday August 7th, 10 p.m. @ S--------- Studio Theatre]
    Listen! Jooj - Crushed
  • To Cast a Stone: this sees solo electronic musician Jill Krasnicki (a.k.a. Animalia) attempting "to create a sacred and otherworldly space to weave her songs through a spell casting ritual." Once again, that description is evocatively vague, but given that the show is being presented over five timeslots throughout the evening instead of one big show, you should expect the ritual to be a close-up and intimate experience. [Saturday August 8th, 6:00 PM/7:30 PM/9:00 PM/10:30 PM/midnight @ S--------- Studio Theatre]
  • What Fate Awaits Them?: I didn't make Most People's EP release a couple months back, but its mix of music and large-scale puppetry was described as a knockout. Add alien robot emissaries/entertainment units MATROX and this sounds like fantastic fun. [Sunday, August 9th, 10:00 PM @ S--------- Studio Theatre]
    Listen! Most People - Release
    Listen! MATROX - Thank You
  • Melancholiac: The Music of Scott Walker: Adam Paolozza and Greg Oh combine to try and give shape to an artist whose singular career arc is rather difficult to conceptualize, never mind encapsulate. From teen idol to menacing avant-crooner, this is being billed as "part concert, part spectacle, part existential variety show", mixing "unique sonic and visual interpretations of Walker's music" and including some special guests. [Tuesday August 11th, 6:30 PM/9:30 PM @ S--------- Studio Theatre]
  • all you can hold: musicians like longstanding electro-experimentalists lal operate on the sort of terrain that gets swept under the rug a bit in the music scene's continual fetishization of the new. But they've been audaciously pushing boundaries and recombining various pop strains for long enough to deserve a helluva lot of respect. This show sees them performing a full set of new music embellished by "dance, costumes, digital painting and projections", representing their vision of a musical queer/straight alliance and mix of cultures. [Wednesday, August 12th, 10:00 PM @ S--------- Studio Theatre]
  • Heat Shuts Off Overnight: As Germaphobes, Paul Erlichman and Neil Rankin have been honing the sophisticated pop sounds they were previously pursuing as members of the now-defunct Gay. This show sees them bring a whole batch of new songs to a show that uses shadow puppets, stop motion, and projections for an exploration of quotidian banality and the digital consciousness. Expect a performance by ANAMAI somewhere in there as well. [Thursday, August 13th, 9:00 PM @ S--------- Studio Theatre]
    Listen! Germaphobes - Everybody Else
    Listen! ANAMAI - Lucia
  • 2016 Spring Collection: The unexplainable grinning manifestation that is (are?) Still Boys has been something of a whispered secret for the past while, being shared like a ritual that gladdens the hearts of even the most jaded music fan. Now, with Sasha Van Bon Bon and Jesi the Elder on board, there will be even more to be digested. Possibly even the audience. Don't try to explain, don't try to understand. Just see this. [Friday, August 14th, 10:00 PM @ S--------- Studio Theatre]
    Listen! Still Boys - [popsong]

Meanwhile, outside the Music Series, there's a lot more for music fans to investigate. Counting Sheep, the festival's "production-in-residence" deploys Balkan party-rockers Lemon Bucket Orkestra into the Maidan for an investigation of Ukraine's social revolution. Also, local music sensation (and visual artist) Lido Pimienta moves to the stage in Ayelen, a magical-realist tale of resistance to the exploitation of international mining companies.

There's also lots going on in the festival's wide-ranging Live Art stream. A lot of it's out of my field, but I can recommend the Listening Choir's Listening Songs, put together by Adam Kinner and the always-intriguing Christopher Willes. The practice of these dérivé-based jaunts is to "propose listening as an endangered practice worth reconsidering". Best of all, this little experiment is free (as long as you book a ticket in advance).

I also don't know a lot about the dance world, but the festival has ramped up their offerings on that side of things this year. The good news is that the Dance Series is curated by Amelia Ehrhardt (who chatted with me about dance before her SummerWorks offering last year), whose DIY spirit and enthusiasm for joyful experimentation parallels what I look for in exploring unfamiliar music. In that regard, the curious could have a go at any of the offerings in the Dance Series, but I would especially point people to Aimée Dawn Robinson's Ramble, which blends improvised and choreographed dance to music and live-mixed video. Currently based in Whitehorse, Robinson was a frequent collaborator with the city's creative musicians in her time in Toronto, and this one comes hotly-tipped from friends who know about these things.

The fine print: single-performance tickets are $15, and there are various pass options available. You can find all the ticket information here. Remember (especially for those music events!) that the festival runs on theatre time, so do not be fashionably late!

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Recording: Most People

Artist: Most People

Song: Falling Apart

Recorded The Garrison ("Wavelength 674"), July 9, 2015.

Most People - Falling Apart

One of those slightly-weird gigs, this had Wavelength's imprimatur, but was primarily executed as a corporate branding event. That created an inherently-awkward vibe, but the cheap-entry-with-RSVP format did create an incentive for the crowd to arrive early and be dosed with a couple quality local acts. For Most People, adding a third member hasn't so much thickened their sound as add new ways to keep Brandon Gibson-DeGroote and Paul McEachern busy, and that joyfully hectic we're-doing-stuff element is key to their charm as a live band. They mixed a couple older tracks with a run-through of their still-newish EP and looked to be having a helluva time doing it, striking poses and warning the audiences before each song's "sad part".

[Most People are putting together What Fate Awaits Them?, a special one-night-only spectacular for SummerWorks that will see them joining forces with MATROX. It's on Sunday, August 9th, and not to be missed.]

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Gig: Wavelength FIFTEEN - Night 1

Wavelength FIFTEEN – Night 1 (feat. Skeletones Four / More Or Les / Lockbox / Hervana / Delta Will / Most People / Art Bergmann / controller.controller)

Sneaky Dee's. Friday, February 13, 2015.

Dividing this year's three festival nights into past, present and future, the opener saw the band returning to Sneaky Dee's, home to the series for the bulk of its lifespan as a weekly series. It's not a venue I find myself at much these days, so there is a faint hint of nostalgia in being there. Upstairs, not much has changed. The paint on the ceiling is peeling a little, adding to the sensation of stepping into a dusty memory. But the drinks are still cheap.

The evening was split into two distinct parts, the first of which was a series of cover sets which saw the sorts of bands you might see at a Wavelength nowadays covering the sorts of bands you might have seen onstage in the series' early times. This turned out to be a great success, with all of the bands pulling it off — some even managed to impart their own spin on the material. And even with three-song mini-sets, quick turnovers managed to keep the momentum up.

Skeletones Four started the night off by paying tribute to WL's Guelph connections, covering the songs of Jim Guthrie (who just happened to be in the crowd). "Evil Thoughts" could have passed as something from the band's own catalogue and the band brought a nice menacing undertone to it; "Virtue" and "So Small" had a bit more lightness to them.

Listen to a song from this set here.

That got things started, but the still-growing crowd was really fired up by More Or Les, who gave a quick history lesson in T.O. hip-hop, pulling out tunes from Saukrates and Kardinal Offishall before calling up some of the all-stars of Hip Hop Karaoke (including Kryptonite, Mr. Mischief, June & Pilaf, Dirty D) to bring Rascalz' posse cut "Northern Touch" to life. The coup de grace here was getting Thrust, who appeared on the original, to join in.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Keyboardist/vocalist Laura Barrett was later heard asking around if anyone could identify what genre Lockbox fell into, a fair question given the range of sounds they had to tackle to play the songs of Owen Pallett. Playing the songs without a violin would give them a different sound, but doing so without the use of Pallet's loop pedal meant having to reconstruct them from the ground up. The recent "Song for Five & Six", with its squiggly Abba-esque synth line required the least re-jigging. "Keep the Dog Quiet" registered as jittery new wave while "Many Lives → 49 MP" (with a Tubular Bells kind of vibe) progged out — "be prepared to dance in a bunch of different time signatures," was the warning at the outset. Barrett, a fine singer, sometimes seemed a little unsure whether to go high or low to match Pallett's vocals, but on the whole the re-constructions came together rather well. This was the début for this new unit (with Sarah Buchanan on drums, Jeff DeButte on bass and Niall Fynes on guit), and hopefully we'll be getting a chance to hear them tackle some original material.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Hervana (who are, as their name implies, an all-female Nirvana cover band) tackled Constantines, a rather different sounding band, theoretically united by the fact that both were briefly on Sub Pop. The fact that the band's re-interpretations felt a bit less "lived in" than some of the other covers could have made them the superficial work of, well, a cover band. But the Cons were at their best when things were fiery-fresh and uncertain, so Hervana's sense of newness worked in their favour. "Soon Enough" felt a bit inert to start, but "Young Lions" and "Shine a Light" had the right sort of raw energy.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Delta Will gave a historical overview of Manitoba/Caribou, leading off with "Hendrix With Ko" from Dan Snaith's artistic breakthrough Up in Flames. The band, this time out a four-piece with Sexy Merlin's Sean Dunal on drums, caught that song's reconstructed psychedelic vibe quite nicely before moving forward to "She's the One" and "Can't Do Without You", each a bit more dance-floor focused than the one before. Frontman Charles Tilden brought a particular sense of detail to matching up some of Snaith's sampled sounds.

Listen to a song from this set here.

The perfect Broken Social Scene cover set would probably involve someone rambling onstage for fifteen minutes about hugs, the power of forgiveness and the existential consequences of feeling fucked up inside while a dozen people milled around behind them tuning endlessly. Instead, Most People focused on the songs, doing a superior job of re-interpreting them in their own voice rather than slavishly copying them. They slid further in that direction over their trio of songs, with "Sweetest Kill" coming off the closest to the original while treating "Lovers Spit" and "7/4 (Shoreline)" more like Most People tunes — instead of finding a Feist fill-in on the latter, Paul McEachern handled the high vocal parts. Closing out the first half of the night, this definitely had a headliner vibe.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Even after half-a-dozen short sets, the night was only halfway over. Celebrating the past in a different way, Can-rock icon Art Bergmann made his Wavelength début. Ever since forming the K-Tels in 1978, Bergmann has been a voice in the wilderness and a cog in the machine, trying to slip his raw testimonials into the prevailing discourse. Fighting health troubles and a depleted muse, Bergmann has been living in Alberta for the past decade, mostly off the radar (save for an occasional special appearance), and it was a pleasant surprise last year to hear of his return with a new EP. The four tunes on Songs For the Underclass are as pointed as the disc's title in their last-chance lamentations for a world gone wrong.

Whether all that would be appreciated by the large segment of the crowd that looked too young to remember his cultural presence looked uncertain. "Yeah, we're covering something named Art," Bergmann off-handedly muttered near the start of his set, picking up on the vibe. That double joke sailed over the audience's heads, and Bergmann seemed a little disappointed at these modern audiences that don't boisterously rise to the occasion, or even heckle more than half-heartedly.

He was definitely not disappointed with his "Toronto band", who were in fine form. Powered by Chris Wardman on guitar, Bergman was soon swapping grins as the band powered through his back catalogue. There's an embarrassment of riches in his songbook, and it was a thrill to hear high-powered versions of "Remember Her Name", "Beatles in Hollywood", "Bound For Vegas", "Contract" and more. "Drones of Democracy", the first track from the new one provided the set's climax, a sweeping song that owes more than a little something to the slow-burning lament of Neil Young's "Cortez The Killer."

Some of that goodness was definitely lost on the crowd, who started to drift away as the set wore on. After the short, sharp bursts of the cover sets, the hour-and-a-quarter here felt a little long in the context of the night, and too much perhaps to engage the casually interested. But I was glad to have seen Bergmann put on an impressive show that maintained its power and focus throughout.1

Listen to a couple songs from this set here.

The crowd was listing a bit and the hour was growing late as the night's last act took the stage. Still, given it was about seven years since controller.controller last played a proper gig, waiting up past one in the morning probably wasn't too much of an extra burden. Precisely of their moment with that mid-aughts hi-hat riding death disco sound, it's probably been long enough for them sound to feel fresh again, and the band hit the stage with a jolt-you-awake groove, launching the slashing dual guitars of signature song "History" into a suddenly-heaving dancefloor.

A couple missed cues and other signs of rustiness couldn't spoil the celebratory vibe, though a bass malfunction after the second song momentarily brought the energy back down. (Ironically, it happened right around when Basnayake was singing "if things can go wrong, they'll only go wrong" during "Silent Seven".)

Once Ronnie Morris secured a replacement (courtesy of Most People), he did his best to bring things back up, mugging expressively, dancing as he played, and eventually taking to the crowd. Meanwhile vocalist Nirmala Basnayake was all smiles as she made the obligatory getting-older jokes and cajoled drummer Jeff Scheven to try and approach the tempos they could tackle in their heyday.

A new twitter account implies this reunion wasn't a one-off and the reaction from the crowd implied that some of the folks that missed them the first time around were taking notice. Stay tuned.

Listen to a song from this set here.


1 After the set, I saw Bergmann popping out of the off-stage area with a cigarette in his hand, which he proceeded to light and take a puff from as he stepped down from the stage. While I was amused at the punkrock disregard for the rules that was more evident in the sixty-two year old singer than in the audience, I didn't realize 'til after the fact that that transgression was enough to get Bergmann bounced from the venue. When's the last time any of the would-be young badasses you saw perform manage to get turfed from their own show?

Six years/Six pack: Adam Bradley

MFS has turned six! My introductory thoughts on this landmark can be found here, but long story short: I asked some folks to pick some of their favourites to help me celebrate.

Today's list is from Adam Bradley, who is part of the Wavelength team (and master list compiler) and also keeps things runnin' at the Music Gallery.


Man Made Hill - Wretched Seed

Nature - Heater

Still Boys - [popsong]

Zoo Owl - Twin Mirror

DIANA - Perpetual Surrender

Most People - Release


You can always click on the tags below to look for more stuff from these artists. Has there been a half-dozen songs posted here that made an impact on you? If you'd like to get in on the action and make a list, feel free to send me an email: mechanicalforestsound@gmail.com.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Recording: Most People

Artist: Most People

Song: 7/4 (Shoreline) [Broken Social Scene cover]

Recorded at Sneaky Dee's ("Wavelength FIFTEEN - Night 1"), February 13, 2015.

Most People - 7/4 (Shoreline)

My notes for this set can be found here. Bonus! Exclaim! used my audio to go with the footage they shot at this show, so you can check out another track from this set:

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Recording: Most People

Artist: Most People

Song: Release*

Recorded at Adelaide Hall ("Wavelength FOURTEEN" – Night 2), February 14, 2014.

Most People - Release

You can read my notes for this show here.

* Thanks to Brandon for passing the title to this one along.

Currente calamo: Wavelength FOURTEEN Festival (Night 2)

FOURTEEN: The Wavelength 14th Anniversary Festival

While it's all fresh in my mind, a few notes from this year's WL Fest. Longer, more comprehensive reviews will follow down the road a piece in some far, theoretical future.

Wavelength's annual February festival was a window to the change and continuity from the evolving institution, whose adolescent years are seeing it shift from volunteer collective to professional non-profit organization. The months following last summer's final ALL CAPS! festival saw some long-time organizers stepping back from the group while co-founder Jonny Dovercourt (thanks to a grant from the Ontario Trillium Foundation) remains to steer the ship in a full-time capacity.

The extra resources mean that the festival was a smooth-running affair, though at a few points I mised the rough-around-the edges scrappy spirit of the series' DIY days. (Where have you gone, Doc Pickles? Wavelength nation turns its lonely eyes to you, ooh-woo-woo.) But this was still an essential weekend of presenting some of the city's best emerging talent to a larger audience.

Night 2 — Friday, February 14, 2014

Adelaide Hall — feat. DIANA / Odonis Odonis / Weaves / Most People / MATROX

The Venue & the vibe: With The Great Hall still in a bit of a holding pattern, Wavelength followed the exodus of shows down to the club district to the new-ish Adelaide Hall. I'd been here once before and didn't love the space, but was trying to reserve judgment. But, all things told, it's just not for me. While the sound was good, there was something about the space that just made me feel uncomfortable. Set on two levels, a balcony overlooks the stage, giving a choice of viewing areas. But if you don't get a spot on the railing, the upper level is mostly wasted space. The lower level feels a bit claustrophobic and while there's good views from in front of the stage, it's less ideal to the sides — leading to a big crush of bodies in the central area.

I also got the sense that this space was out to serve someone else's culture. I suspected I was going to get gouged at the bar, but I figured I'd splurge on a glass of wine. When the bartender handed me a plastic cup filled about a third of the way and asked for nine bucks, I was a bit agog:

Me: Wow! That's quite expensive!

Bartender: [bragging rather than regretful] It's a concert venue! Everything's expensive!

Also putting a bit of a damper on the night was the fact that headliner Marnie Stern was caught in a storm and couldn't fly into town. But with Most People quickly added to the bill and the other bands bumped up, it was still a solid show — Wavelength shall prevail over adversity.

The show:

After some technical difficulties, visiting robots MATROX got the night started. There's something about Robo-Gamma (or is that Robo-Beta?)'s bulging froglike eyes that always brings a smile to my face, and as they continue to try and establish communication with Earth's populace (through the media both of saxophone solos and TTC announcements) I sometimes think that maybe it was all for the best that the conquering killbots of the Destructica Overlord Committee sent them to refuge amongst us.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Electro/bedroom pop duo Most People have a sunny vibe that's perfect under summer skies, but even if they were pressed into service at the last moment, they still had some tricks up their sleeve to make them appropriate for winter listening. The clincher in that department was one of the new songs that they closed their set with, its chilly sound reportedly inspired by the opening theme to The Terminator. It may be the best thing that the band has yet done. Sterling work on short notice.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Returning to the night's scheduled programming, the word that Weaves would be performing without drummer Spencer Cole gave some cause for concern, but armed with a drum machine, the band made the most of it, turning in a wholly unique set. Several of the songs were slowed down quite considerably — "Hulahoop" was a lurching zombie skank, for example — but that gave vocalist Jasmyn Burke more space to stretch out her voice. With the quirks and masks she's been employing lately, Burke has made giant steps forward in her stage deportment since her RatTail days, but here she didn't need any props to totally captivate the crowd. The more confined rhythmic structures kept guitarist Morgan Waters a bit more reined-in than he's been lately, but these re-versions were still quite intriguing.

Listen to a track from this set here.

The crowd was now feeling rather packed-in, giving me a slightly claustrophobic, paranoid feeling that wasn't entirely inappropriate to go along with Odonis Odonis. Though we've been hearing some of the songs for quite awhile, the release of the long-awaited Hard Boiled,Soft Boiled is finally upon us, and the trio ripped into the songs in a cold frenzy even though drummer Jarod Gibson explained that every song was going to be a love song (well, there are many kinds of love, I guess). The first thing I had thought upon arriving at Adelaide Hall was that it looks like it's served some time as an underground pit-fighting club, and as the crowd started roiling to OO's tunes, I looked up at the balcony to see if grim dystopian overlords were placing bets on who would be the last audience member standing after some sort of death-disco/deathmatch mêlée. But so far as I know, there were no casualties.

Listen to a song from this set here.

After that, it was as if a switch had flipped somewhere, and suddenly the room was filled with a swaying love-in for DIANA. And, rather than priming the crowd for a new album as Odonis' set had done, this felt much more like a victory lap for the huge success the band had found with last year's Born Again. Like old friends coming back from a trip abroad, the band was sorta just hanging out and sorta showing off a bit — but that just made some little slips (like, oh, a missed bridge that brought a song to a momentary halt) feel like casual laughs. Vocalist Carmen Elle tested the crowd's tolerance for Valentine's Day vibes, and despite a lot of jokingly jeering sentiment against it, she still made the set feel like a big ol' Valentine to Wavelength.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Bonus! Check out some more photos from the festival over at the MFS Facebook page.

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Recording: Most People

Artist: Most People

Song: Young and Wild

Recorded at Artscape Gibraltar Point ("The Final ALL CAPS! Island Festival"), August 10, 2013

Most People - Young and Wild

My quick notes for this set can be found here.

Currente calamo: The ALL CAPS! Island Festival 2013 (Saturday)

The ALL CAPS! Island Festival 2013 — Artscape Gibraltar Point

Day 1 — feat. Unfinished Business / Most People / ev ree wuhn / beekeeper / Shotgun Jimmie / Bizzarh / Hooded Fang / The Blow

While it's all fresh in my mind, a few notes from this year's ALL CAPS! Festival. Longer, more comprehensive reviews will follow down the road a piece.

Over each of the past four years, Wavelength has thrown an Island festival that has gotten bigger and more ambitious in scope — and become for some folks a tentpole summer event. When word of the fifth iteration came with the adjective "final" in its title, there was certainly cause for consternation. And yet, that "final" also fit right into the Wavelength ethos: on the one hand, it served as a focusing device, a reminder to be alive to this moment, because this is it. It also served as a reminder of WL's playful self-rejuvenation, as if the organizers were saying, "All right, we've finally really figured out how to do this, so let's start something new from scratch and make some more mistakes again."

And indeed, at a logistical level, this went off without a hitch. It helped that that ever-mercurial weather co-operated beyond all expectations, with pleasantly warm days turning to gorgeously cool evenings, and no threat of rain. But beyond that, the festival went off like clockwork — having nearly all the music on the roomy outdoor stage meant that the next band up could be gathering their gear together and getting ready to set up even before the band ahead of them finished playing. In fact, for the diligent music-listener, the main stage operated so efficiently that there was hardly time to check out the rest of the festival, from the game zone with ping-pong table and a giant Jenga set, to the open art studios, to — ah! — the beautiful beach. That also meant that people could customize their experience: for some, the music was merely the background to the camping, hanging around, beach-going, etc, and that's cool too.

I was mostly sticking around by the stage, mind, and I made a point of being there early enough to see the lightning-fast set from festival openers Unfinished Business. I'd seen the teenaged trio a few times already, and they always play with refreshingly unjaded joy. The youngest band at the festival (now savvy veterans at thirteen and fourteen years old!), they also helped to reinforce ALL CAPS' all-ages ethos, playing songs they've written about superpowers and #epicfails. Their music also brought some of the crowd's younger members right up front, so hopefully the we can do it/you can do it message is being passed along. The confetti cannon blast at the end came after only about ten minutes of playing, but the band packed in a full set of quick songs. [By the way, if you act fast, you can still get in on the rewards of the band's crowd-funded vinyl release plans.]

Listen to a couple quick songs from this set here.

"Incubator" band Most People have played the anniversary festival and celebrated their album release with Wavelength, but outside on a sunny afternoon seemed like their ideal environment. Although the songs' electronic spines feel like they were laptop-crafted in the bedroom, they have an expansive languidness that opens up underneath the sky. The echo-y atmospheres recall Dusted at a few points, but without the glumness. Employing guitar and bass on top of backing tracks, Brandon Gibson-DeGroote and Paul McEachern also take care to craft a concert experience that feels "live", whether joining in on a dual-drum breakdown or in striking a winking rock-star pose during closing statement of purpose "Young and Wild".

Listen to a song from this set here.

Name-wise, ev ree wuhn [sic] might sound more expansively ambitious than "Most People", and indeed, there's more reach in their post-bedroom breakbeat-informed wooze. That's not always to their credit, as that widescreen ambition sometimes led to a blockbuster-esque generic-ness. For example "Turquoise", featuring an over-emoting Devin Wilson (of local "apocalypse pop" unit Bravestation), sounded like the band was imagining themselves playing an arena show and reaching for the cheap seats. Some of the more textured material, such as "Paper Tokyo" came off better, and closer "Colours" seemed like an appropriate soundtrack to lean back and watch the clouds drifting overhead.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Taking the stage to the pre-recorded voice of a "bad advice hotline" would be the first sign that Vancouver's beekeeper is leavening their pop-punk-y tunes with a fair bit of whimsy. To put it another way: it was not a shock when the drummer punctuated a song by pulling out a kazoo. Usually, a little of this goes a long way, but I was actually surprised that I enjoyed the band's goofiness more than the music. When they broke into a (gleep) Alanis Morissette cover, at least Devon Lougheed had the decency to run down to the ground in front of the stage to solo among the first row of spectators. But there were some hints (such as the power pop of "It's The Blood") that the band's music might yet become as inneresting as their antics.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Hopefully they stuck around, as they could have no better guide to integrating whimsy and strong songwriting than Jim Kilpatrick, who operates under the nom de guerre Shotgun Jimmie. Often (such as at his Wavelength-abetted album release show) playing as a one-man band, Kilpatrick was backed here by a rhythm section of Jay Baird and the Cannon Bros.' Cole Woods. Having musical support behind him gave Kilpatrick a chance to untether himself from the songs a bit, leading to some pleasingly goofy "jazz" excursions and lounge versions of some of the tunes. The pair rolled with the sudden shifts, laughing along, and could also provide a powerful new wave crunch when the band attacked the songs head-on, such as on Transistor Sister's "Suzy". And more than at that album-release show, Kilpatrick was tossing out songs from throughout his career.

On the surface, these are simple songs presented in an uncomplicated way, but Kilpatrick's wit and presence elevates the material quite a lot. Maybe not so much that I'd want to join the trio of sing-all-the-words superfans who spent the show at the lip of the stage, but this was still pretty great stuff and one of the festival's highlights.

Listen to a couple songs from this set here.

Had I not seen Bizzarh just a couple weeks ago, I might have been dubious about the pair, as their hip-hop/R&B style is not the sort of music that I usually gravitate towards. But that Regent Park gig was a good reminder that talent trumps genre every time, and I left totally impressed with the duo.

Charli Champ and Dollar Paris play off each other with the ease of telepathic twins, spitting rhymes and singing hooks with a natural ease. That said, as they took the bigger festival stage, they looked a bit more nervous than at that last time 'round and it took a couple songs for them to really find their groove. But as they moved along, it seemed as if they realized the crowd was really into this, and they got back to their confident swagger. If we didn't get the front-porch a capella the pair threw off at Regent Park, we did get a string of rapid-fire hits, and there was so much packed into the quick songs that I was surprised that the set was done in twenty minutes.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Relative veterans, Hooded Fang showed how to keep the show moving forward even when there's some bumps in the road. After easing in with instrumental "Big Blue", the band leaped into their Gravez-garage-gloom, only to have both April Aliermo's bass and vocalist Daniel Lee's microphone come unplugged. The rest of the band plunged on, Lee gave a smile and a shrug and all at once they took off. As the band careened into "Ode to Subterrania", a small (and fairly gentle) moshpit formed up front as Lee and fellow guitarist Lane Halley threw in some fresh licks and noise-twists into the songs. Spreading the banter around also let the band's personalities shine, with the crowd getting to hear from an erudite hobo perfessor (drummer D. Alex Meeks) and sassy activist Aliermo. Even in the moments where things were falling apart a bit — or especially? — the set was a superb mix of technicolor slop and motorvatin' gusto.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Given that I had never heard of The Blow before, I simply had to trust in the curatorial skills of the Wavelength crew. But it didn't take long for Khaela Maricich to establish her headliner bona fides. All of the rock'n'roll gear stripped away, Maricich entered to a stage that was empty, save for her microphone stand, and proceeded to fill up the whole thing with her goofy/manic/sexy energy. Collaborator Melissa Dyne worked from a platform behind the audience, and as she'd start tracks and drop in skittering rhythmic complications, Maricich moved like one of the pied piper's rats, twitching and suddenly possessed by the music. (And if that makes it sound like a disagreeable experience for Maricich, do note that she'd frequently implore Dyne to never, ever let the rhythm stop.) It's a bit too bad that "Step Into My Wiggle Room", which would be an entirely apt album title, is already taken.

There was an element of performance art at play here, but it was never at the expense of the music or having fun. Debuting a set of almost entirely new material, there were some rough edges, but the anything-could-happen sensibility was a thousand times more fun than over-polished professionalism. Maricich got the crowd on side (demonstrations such as "Six Things My Butt Never Does" were a big winner) and even enlisted volunteers to operate the smoke machine at the edge of the stage. She also solicited ideas from the crowd, doing a cartwheel when one was called for and all-but-daring the crowd to command her to take off her pants. By the end of the set she spent most of one song singing while crowd surfing ("don't put me back! I don't want to stand!") — and eventually, the pants came off. That's always a satisfying way to end an evening.

Listen to a song from this set here.

Addendum: I have more photos from the weekend posted in an album over at the MFS Facebook page.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Currente calamo: The Wavelength TWELVE! Festival (Part II)

TWELVE: The Wavelength 12th Anniversary Festival

While it's all fresh in my mind, a few notes from this year's WL Fest. Longer, more comprehensive reviews will follow down the road a piece.

Last year's Wavelength festival had a transitional feel, just as WL itself did in shedding its old skin as a weekly series and trying on new formats like so many hats. But throughout 2011, Wavelength really gained strength, with new blood on the programming team and a willingness to try some new and interesting things. It's befitting, then, that this year's festival was more streamlined (down to four nights) and bold in its lineups, reaching out to some bigger names for the headliners while still mixing in a lot of newer, less-well-known acts. My recap of the first two nights can be found here.

Night 3 @ The Great Hall

Saturday, February 18, 2012. The Weather Station / Off The International Radar / Nat Baldwin / Sandro Perri / No Joy

Not too many bodies in the stately (if somewhat echo-y) Great Hall as Tamara Lindeman took the stage. Her Weather Station project might be best suited for listening to 'round a campfire under a starry sky, but it was a fine table-setter here. It was easier to fill the space now that she's being joined by friends to fill out the songs from All of It Was Mine. Ian Kehoe (of Marine Dreams) and Andrew Barker (her bandmate in Bruce Peninsula) added instrumental textures, while fellow BP'ers Misha Bower and Matt Cully came on for some backing vocals. You don't want to wish a small crowd on any artist, but I'm super-glad it was quiet enough in the hall to lean back and listen to this without interruption.

It's perhaps a little bit surprising that the longest-tenured band at the festival was arguably the one that I knew the least about, but I had never crossed paths before with Off The International Radar. Kudos to the WL crew for putting 'em on the bill though, as this was one of my favourite sets of the festival. Employing electronics and keyboards and filled out with bass and guitar, the first word to come to mind as a descriptive would be "planetarium". The slowburning textures might come off as anticlimactic to anyone waiting for the band to kick into a higher gear, but once I caught the rhythm I felt all my limbs getting heavy and a pleasant, zoned-out sensation come over me. And quite perfectly accompanied by General Chaos' swirling lights slowly shifting away behind the band.

Listen to a couple tracks from this set here.

I've never particularly cottoned to Dirty Projector's brand of decentred contemporary haze-pop, which might explain why I never checked out any of the solo material from DP bassist Nat Baldwin. But here, as he set up for a solo set accompanied only by double bass, I was a little intrigued — if only to see if he'd be able to hold the growing crowd's attention. Limiting himself almost entirely to short-stroke bow work, Baldwin still managed to create enough musical range to accompany his pure-pitched vocals. There were a few mildly aharmonic runs here and there, but his approach hewed closer to popcraft than avant garde-isms. But still not too surprising that the chatter from the back of the room started to pick up as the set moved along. Enjoyable regardless, and a nice little challenge to the audience to pay attention.

Listen to a track from this set here.

Since his album release shows back in November, there's been a little bit of buzz for Sandro Perri, and from the crowd's reaction, you might have guessed that he was the night's headliner. Which is kind of awesome to see for an experimental singer-songwriter backed by a band of all-star improvisers. Balancing woozy keyboard workouts with polyrhythmic accents, I liked it most when the band stretched things out and let it cook. Perri is taking this material on the road soon with some of these musicians who can really do it justice — there's gonna be a lot of acclaim echoed wherever he takes this stuff, but somehow I'm glad to see that this really is getting some hometown love before all that happens.

After that came the shoegazing treatment that Montréal's No Joy excel at. But whether it was their intense volume or the late hour, the full crowd was steadily melting away as they played. No matter, this probably sounded the best of any of the times I've seen 'em — and we were treated to a bunch of new material, building on the strengths of their Ghost Blonde album. As always, the band were rigourously uncommunicative while on stage, but I was glad to see 'em chatting and laughing at the merch table afterwards.

Listen to a track from this set here.

Night 4 @ The Garrison

Sunday, February 19, 2012. Most People / Motëm / Army Girls / Burning Love / PS I Love You

Capping it all off was a night back at WL's Dundas West spiritual homebase. There was a surprisingly vigourous crowd on hand soon after doors, and it just kept getting more and more packed. Certainly more on hand than I would have expected for bedroom popsters Most People. The bearded duo had a laptop on stage for backing tracks, but managed to keep things feeling live with guit, bass and a sundry assortment of drums laid out before them. That gave the songs enough momentum to keep things interesting, even if the overall vibe was more laid-back. Is "post-chillwave" a genre yet?

Amongst the changes in Motëm's stage setup was replacing the candles he had last time with battery-powered versions of same. Whether that was some sort of nod to the meta-artifice of his persona — or even if whether or not what he was doing was meant as ironic artifice — I cannot say. Otherwise, the Hamilton-based swkeee-hopper brought a totally different musical set to backdrop his enthusiastic stage routine. I thought the music was a little tastier, but on the whole, I'm unsure on the persona, and I really can't say that I "get" what the whole routine is about.

After that came the shift from the "pop" to the "loud" part of the night, making Army Girls the perfect transitional agent. Drummer Andy Smith and singer/guitarist Carmen Elle just celebrated two years of playing together, so it's no surprise that they're tinkering and finding new ways to keep the older material interesting. Even better, though, was a bunch of new tunes bound for the band's first full-length that showed no dropoff in quality. All of it was warmly received, and this was the closest I've felt to an audience demanding an encore from a mid-bill band in a while.

Listen to a track from this set here.

I sort of sidled a little further away from the centre of the room after that, as I was expecting some moshing action for local hardcore group Burning Love. And while a big pocket opened up in front of the stage as the band got started, the pit never really took off, just creating a large open area for two or three preening guys to shove and posture at each other while everyone else had to squeeze into a smaller space. Not my idea of fun. But I did like the roar coming from the stage, delivered with wide-legged rock stances from the guitarists and bass player. Chris Colohan, meanwhile, delivered the lyrics with a crouch and a growl, occasionally springing down to prowl around that open area on the floor in front of the stage. Because of the preferred vibe differential, I pretty much never go out of my way to see hardcore shows. But I do like seeing it done well, so this is one more case where I'm glad WL was throwing something like this into the mix.

Listen to a track from this set here.

Up to this point, WL stage manager Adham Ghanem had once again kept things running admirably on time. It was only a balky microphone connection before the last act that kept the festival from having a perfect record top to bottom. Still, this set's slightly delayed start was still more efficient than most any other rock show you could think of, and once PS I Love You got going, no one was kvetching about the wait. It was really satisfying to see the fruits of Paul Saulnier's successful labours in the form of a spiffy double-necked guitar that he played for most of the set. There was also the chance to broaden the group's sound by having old friend Tim Bruton (Matters/Forest City Lovers) on stage, playing keyboards and second guitar. The set was based upon some of the new songs coming out on the forthcoming Death Dreams album, though there were a few older audience-pleasers mixed in there as well. Firery soloing from Saulnier abounded, so there's no doubt that the new album is going to be filled with shreddy goodness. The night — and the festival — were capped off with John O'Regan (a.k.a Diamond Rings) coming out to sing on "Leftovers" and "Facelove" during the encore.

Listen to a track from this set here.

All told, an excellently curated and executed festival. The initially-announced "workshop & speaker series" didn't come together, but even without that it felt like an action-packed long weekend. Many thanks are due to Jonny, Ryan, Kevin, Duncan, Dorice, Adam and Adham — plus General Chaos and all the volunteers who kept things going smoothly. Details about the next few events are already starting to come out, and it looks like there's more exciting things afoot. Thirteen might be luckiest year of them all.