Showing posts with label diableros. Show all posts
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Monday, November 24, 2025

Monday Roundup #254

Community notes:

  • As evidenced by the it-happened-10-years-ago documentation of the 10th anniversary party (as reproduced below), as far as I can tell this week is the 20th anniversary of the release of The Diableros' debut album You Can't Break the Strings in Our Olympic Hearts, a stone classic and a huge deal for Toronto's indie rock scene. Our community remembers the works and the spirit of songwriter/frontman Pete Carmichael, who passed away in 2020.
  • This falls outside of MFS's usual geographic radius, but if you're in the mood for a bit of a road trip this weekend (Friday the 28th and Saturday the 29th) there will be some familiar faces and strangers-worth-investigating playing as part of this year's Improvisation Festival (IF2025) out in Guelph. The U of G's ImprovLab is a nice listening room, and participants include: Em Wright and Wounded Dog, Matt Rogalsky and Dimitri Georgaras, Sarah Pagé, Roger Tellier-Craig and Karl Lemieux, A Taste of Audiopollination Guelph (with Claire Whitehead/Richard Benedict/Nico and Connor Kurtz/Nicole Marchesseau), David Mott/Ben Finley/Jesse Stewart, Kristina Guison with Colby Richardson and Colin Cudmore, coexisDance (with Vee J. Sparvier-Wells/Chantelle Mostacho, Susanne Chui/Heather Saumer, and Vee J. Sparvier-Wells/Chantelle Mostacho/Susanne Chui/Heather Saumer), Nicole Rampersaud/Joel LeBlanc, and Erica Pomerance (with Joe Sorbara, Germaine Liu, and Dan Loughrin). This event is free and open to all! More info here.

Concert announcements:

Performances & words in honour of Paul Dutton (Celebration of Life and Tribute Performance) (feat. Steve McCaffery/Rafael Barreto-Rivera/Lillian Allen/bill bissett/Brian Dedora/Gary Barwin/Gregory Betts/Beatriz Hausner/Joe Sorbara) / Supermarket 2025-12-04 (Thursday) [more info]

Batuki Music Society presents (feat. Rhythm Section Band [Dally Dominic/Kofi Ackah/Quandoe Harrison/George Kobby/Gabriel Amankwah/Daniel Boateng]) / It’s Ok* Studios 2025-12-20 (Saturday). $20. [FB event]

Not Dead Yet presents (feat. Career Suicide) / The Baby G 2025-12-20 (Saturday). $27.27, 19+. [FB event]

Is your show missing from this list? Submit it via this form!


Shows this week:

Lipliners Residency (feat. Ronley Teper & The Lipliners) / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2025-11-25 (Tuesday – early) [FB event]

Nick Fraser presents (feat. Nick Fraser's Special Topics [Nick Fraser/Josh Cole/Max Stover/Kae Murphy]) / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2025-11-25 (Tuesday) [more info]

Bijuriya ["...an exuberant medley of drag and humour, as well as an eclectic array of musical genres... code-switches between drag, song, and sound as it navigates its creator’s dual personas."] (feat. Gabriel Dharmoo) / Buddies in Bad Times 2025-11-26–2025-11-29 (Wednesday–Saturday). $13–$78. [more info]

Brandon Davis's Stations Quartet [Brandon Davis/Luan Phung/Nick Fraser/Patrick O'Reilly] / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2025-11-26 (Wednesday). [more info]

CCMC [Allison Cameron/Christine Duncan/Cheryl O/Rick Sacks/Mani Manzinani/Casey Sokol/John Oswald)] / Array Space 2025-11-27 (Thursday). livestream available

Karen Ng presents (feat. saucering [Tilman Lewis/Laura Swankey/Nilan Perera]) / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2025-11-27 (Thursday) [FB event]

Live in the Library: Jambo Hakuna Matata (feat. Adam Solomon) / Toronto Public Library – Parkdale Branch 2025-11-28 (Friday). $free, all-ages, no ticket or registration required. [FB event]

All-Set! presents (feat. Molehill) / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2025-11-28 (Friday – early)

Burn Down The Capital presents (feat. V.Vecker / Khôra & Colin Fisher / Caleb Klager) / Le Monde 2025-11-28 (Friday). $20/pwyc, all ages. [FB event]

The Ryan Driver Sextet / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2025-11-28 (Friday) [more info]

Music Gallery presents (feat. Markus Floats with members of the Egyptian Cotton Arkestra / HOMEBODIES) / Friends House 2025-11-29 (Saturday). $20-$30 PWYCA. [more info]

Project Nowhere presents: BÉING Fest 2 – Night 1 (feat. Badge Époque Ensemble / Jack Name / Mandy Christ) / The Baby G 2025-11-29 (Saturday). $30.55 (weekend pass $48.01), 19+. [FB event]

Stef.in [album release party] (Anh Phung / Spectrum Soundbath) / 1RG 2025-11-29 (Saturday). $22.63. [tickets + more info]

Edgar Breau & Band / Lola 2025-11-29 (Saturday) [FB event]

Cosmic Homeostasis XXX / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2025-11-30 (Sunday – 2:30 p.m.). $pwyc, all-ages/family-friendly. [FB event]

Project Nowhere presents: BÉING Fest 2 – Night 2 (feat. Badge Époque Ensemble / Zach Phillips / Man Made Hill) / The Baby G 2025-11-30 (Sunday). $30.55 (weekend pass $48.01), 19+. [FB event]


It happened this week...

  • ...on November 28, 2015 at Toronto Public Library – Yorkville Branch (Make Some Noise).

Jennifer Castle - Walkin' Down The Line

  • ...on November 28, 2015 at The Garrison.

The Diableros - Olympic Island

[Do remember that you can click on the tags below to go back and find the original posts (and often, more stuff) from these artists.]

Sunday, January 26, 2020

Sunday Playlist #47

Sunday Playlist #47: In memoriam Pete Carmichael

It was a shock this week to hear of Pete Carmichael's sudden passing. Pete was someone I knew first as a musician — The Diableros were more or less rock stars in my book, and when I started recording shows, they were the sort of local group that I thought needed to be documented. Fortunately, I had my gear by the time the group were playing around for their last EP.

I remember back in Stillepost days, Pete would often say "bootleggers welcome at our show!" when promoting his gigs, so my first contact was indeed me getting in touch to offer a recording (from the first show in this playlist) back to him. He was always gracious and thankful for that. At some point after that we met in person — we were going to the same sort of Optical Sounds psych-pop shows in that period. After Diableros ended, I was around as he built toward something new (like that rare acoustic show at St. Stephen-In-The-Fields) that ended up becoming The Whirly Birds. I saw that band several times as they built up their sound and repertoire, and I was always sad that the project seemingly fell apart in that sort of heartbreak phase where there was stuff recorded but no longer the will to put it out. To remind folks of what-might-have-been, I'm sharing a full Whirly Birds set here today. (link — in case your browser doesn't like the embed below)

There was also the relatively short-lived project The Green Ray/Green Rays which hewed to more of a Nuggets-style template, but offered some rough-and-ready fun. I have no inside info as to what happened there, but the band's existence has been mostly scrubbed (I seem to recall there were a few demos online at some point that're now long gone). Digging through the archive this week, I found a set from the group playing the Dundas West Fest in the parking lot across from The Garrison, so I'm sharing one of Pete's tunes from that set for the first time here. And closing things out, maybe it's best to end with a celebration, so I'm sharing the full set from The Diableros' 10th anniversary reunion show, where they played You Can't Break the Strings in Our Olympic Hearts in full. (link — in case your browser doesn't like the embed below)

Like so many people that I knew from the rock scenes, I can't say I knew Pete very closely — something that happens when the bulk of your interactions with a person come in loud bars. We would chat a bit out back at The Silver Dollar, and when I was having my back problems, I remember having a couple more substantial conversations with Pete about that, and about dealing with chronic pain (something I gathered that he knew far too much about).

Pete was generally kind and well spoken, often chatting with a bit of a sly smile. He showed up at his friends' gigs — sometimes even behind the mixing desk, as I recall seeing him at The Boat. He was a very careful craftsman in the way he constructed his songs, but he didn't let that search for perfection spoil the glorious imperfections of a band playing on stage. He had lately been working on some cool new songs, and it's a shame we won't hear the culmination of that project. It's a shame not to have him in our community. May his songs and his kindnesses be remembered.

Here's a few sounds from the archive to keep those memories alive:

The Diableros - Heavy Hands

  • Recorded at Sneaky Dee's (Pitter Patter Festival), May 30, 2009.

The Diableros - Push it to Monday

  • Recorded at The Boat, October 16, 2009.

Pete Carmichael - unknown

  • Recorded at St. Stephen-In-The-Fields Church, November 13, 2010.

The Whirly Birds - Here to Stay

  • Recorded at Handlebar (Crosswires), April 14, 2013.

Pete Carmichael and Co. - Dead Flowers

  • Recorded at The Great Hall (A Night of Covers: A Celebration of Chris Levoir), July 4, 2013.

The Green Ray - He Don't Care

  • Recorded at Bovine Sex Club, January 24, 2014.

Green Rays - Terror Eyes

  • Recorded at Lakeview Stage (Dundas West Fest), June 7, 2014.

Sunday Playlist is a semi-regular feature that brings back some of this blog's previously-posted original live recordings for an encore. You can always click the tags below to see what I originally wrote about the shows these songs came from.

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Recording: The Diableros

Artist: The Diableros

Songs: Sugar Laced Soul + Olympic Island

Recorded at The Garrison, November 28, 2015.

The Diableros - Sugar Laced Soul

The Diableros - Olympic Island

Celebrating the tenth anniversary of the release of their debit album You Can't Break the Strings in Our Olympic Hearts, the members of The Diableros' original touring lineup reunited for this one-off celebration. One of the essential albums of T.O.'s indie-rock renaissance back in the aughts, You Can't Break the Strings is a gloriously-saturated album, packed full of buzzing farfisa and Pete Carmichael's yelping croon. Ten years on, he'd joke about what time had done to his upper range while the band looked to be having a joyful time on stage romping through the album front to back with glorious imprecision. It was a good night for the deep cuts and a good night to remember the far-backness of something that seemed gone by just a second ago.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Gig: Flowers Of Hell

Flowers Of Hell (The Hoa Hoas / Pete Carmichael)

St. Stephen-In-The-Fields Church. Saturday, November 13, 2010.

The best parties put together by local label Optical Sounds always take place in more interesting places than bars, and this would be no exception. I'd walked past St. Stephen-In-The-Fields at College and Bellevue hundreds of times but had never been inside. The Gothic Revival church, built when it was surrounded by the fields it is named for, was nicely striking inside. Renovations had halved the length of the nave, making the tall space feel both open and compact. On this night, the walls and ceiling were painted with the swirling lights of General Chaos' visuals, and the kitchen was staffed by various members of the Optical Sounds family serving a keg of beer. The space was perfect for a gig of this nature — the floor was open for anyone who wanted to stand and watch, while there was a large balcony offering steeply-stacked rows of seats who anyone looking to sit.

That's where I headed, grabbing myself a perch on the front row, feeling like I was floating over the action below. I sat back for a few minutes, relaxing to the light show floating across the walls and the strikingly tall pipes of the old organ.1 I was in a pretty relaxed mood as the night began, certainly moreso than Pete Carmichael, who appeared both a little nervous and fortified against that fact. A recent ex-Diablero, Carmichael was playing his first solo gig in quite a few years, now armed only with a new 12-string acoustic.

"Tonight is gonna break your heart," he sang, starting things off in familiar territory with "Broken Barns". There were a couple new ones after that, including "Thundercracker" (which had featured in some of the last Diablerlos shows) and the brand-new "Fairweather Fighter", a song with potential that was still sounding a little spare and suffering from a few tentative stabs at the guitar.

"I'm really grateful to get to play in this place," Carmichael said, and I was thinking the same thing as I put up my feet and stretched out on my balcony pew. The arched roof above me was lovely — even on looking more closely and seeing the cracks — and as I looked around and soaked in old bricks, the tall narrow windows, and even the bursts of dry ice shooting out behind Carmichael on stage, I was feeling rather serene.

There was another dip back into the past with "Left from the Movies", and the set closed out on one more new one. It appears that Carmichael is assembling some friends to flesh out these new songs, and hopefully once the weather is warmer we'll have a chance to hear how things are coming along.2

Listen to a song from this set here.

Between sets, I was studying the walls again, looking beside the organ pipes to the cross hanging under the arch. The congregation was probably at its peak when this was a working-class neighbourhood, and the words of Matthew 11:28 emblazoned there ("Come Unto Me All Ye That Labour and are Heavily Laden and I Will Give You Rest") were surely succour (or captivating propaganda) for weary workers on a Sunday morning. The rafters above the chancel, looking like the skeleton of some elaborate clockwork machine, glowed with soft light as "Love is the Drug" played on the PA. I wandered around, nodding at some familiar faces. Except for a suboptimal bathroom allocation that is incompatible with draft beer (one stall apiece for women and men) this place is ideal, especially for the night's headliners.

Pretty much everything here was different compared to the last time I saw Flowers Of Hell. Then, enclosed in a dank bar, the band was playing something quite recognizable as "rock", even if it took it in a much more ornate direction. Not so much this time 'round. "Tonight we've got one number and one number only, but it's rather long," said founder/visionary Greg Jarvis, introducing "O", also the sole piece on his newly-released album. On this night, Jarvis wasn't playing anything in his mutable combo, but instead conducting a dozen musicians in an ensemble that included guitar, flute, harp, grand piano, drum kit, kettle drum, double bass, cello, violin, sax and trumpet.

As if to ease the audience into the notion of a symphonic experience, the first note was like the orchestra's tuning A, the instruments all joining in. But instead of falling silent after that, they kept drifting — and such was the way of the piece. Some of the reviews I've seen of "O"'s album incarnation seemed confused, and quick to condemn it for not falling into the post-rock build-and-release template, But I think that fundamentally misunderstands what Jarvis is aiming for — with "O" he isn't interested in the narrative resolution we expect from a "song". Rather that describing an event, it maps a terrain.

Ten minutes in, the music is langourous and floaty. Previously, the strings had vibrated with the warmth of a Nick Drake arrangement; now, with the trumpet picking up a bit of melody it momentarily felt... if not precisely like "In a Silent Way", then something akin to it, linearity and throughline subsumed to a sort of bestilled coming-to-be. Twenty minutes along, a piano-led movement leads to a general ramping up — but not so much like a wave as a tide mounting and abating.

Letting my eyes close, I leaned back to just absorb this. And later, instead of watching the band, I watched General Chaos' projections on the roof above me, the drifting colours shifting and melting into each other just like the the individual components of the music.3 The tempo did build again at the end, but instead of any sort of climactic finality, the music simply seemed to find a resolution that followed from its inner logic.

The performance lasted forty minutes — though when I was inside it, it felt stripped from temporality. Neither too long nor too short, to put it less prosaically. Fittingly, there was no encore afterward — to follow that with something like a mere "song" would have felt wrong. All told, this was pretty excellent stuff — an inspired mix of vibe, space, and performance.4

Listen to an excerpt from this performance here.

Of course, I shouldn't castigate "mere songs" too much, as after that, the stage was turned over to The Hoa Hoa's, who had some pretty fabulous ones. And all the acoustic elements that had been in place for the Flowers of Hell set were in play here, but now in the service of the band's psych-garage nuggets. In fact, as the set started with "Looking For the Sun" and "Modern Men", this was perhaps as good I'd ever heard the band — the music filling the space without anything sounding forced in the mix. The vocals were a little more up front than usual, and the big space of the room added some natural reverb. Plus, the band had a full setup, including keyboards and the becaped Cameron Jingles joining in on vox and tambourine. Behind it all, drummer Calvin Brown was looking fashionable as ever in shades and snakeskin boots.

This was a no time for sitting in the balcony, and I took advantage of that floor space to groove a little to the band's newest stuff, which sounded pretty brilliant. Not only the radio on! trip of "Falling in Love" but also would-be chartbuster "All the Time", which had fairly knocked me out when I'd first heard it.

"Postcards" led straight into a superb run through the building wall of noise that is "Blue Acid Gumball". Normally the closer, the band stayed on stage to finish off with the quick burst of "Intensity", here even more of a description than a title than usual. Having seen my share of sets by the Hoa Hoa's, I'd have to place this right near the top of the heap, one of those happy occasions where performance and venue and vibe all are clicking just right.5

Listen to a song from this set here.

Looking back, this may have been my favourite show of the year. I don't know a lot about the situation, but St. Stephen's is a gem of a space in a sweetly central location. It would be a shame if it wasn't preserved and maintained.


1 There's a history, thrillingly detailed-unto-incomprehensibility, of the organ here, which also contains some general background on the church.

2 You should keep an eye out here so you'll know when Carmichael's new thing is ready for the world.

3 And here, I suppose, comes the occasion to make the obligatory reference to Jarvis' synesthesia. The notion that the bandleader perceives sounds as shapes and colours seems intimately and intuitively connected to this music.

4 Some of the credit for making this sound so good is also due to Steve Shoe, who was running the soundboard at this show, doing an excellent job on a more-complicated-than-usual setup.

5 The Hoa Hoa's have been busy recording over the winter, but are emerging from a gap in live performance for a show on Friday, April 29, 2011 at The Boat. With The Asteroid #4 and Ostrich Tuning (well-loved in these parts) on the bill, it stands to be a helluva night.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Festival: P.S. Kensington (May)

P.S. Kensington (May) (feat. RatTail and Tripping Hazard @ Wavelength Stage; Speaking Tongues, Planet Creature and The Diableros @ Pitter Patter Stage; Mr. Something Something)

Kensington Market. Sunday, May 30, 2010.

A boiling hot day on the season's inaugural Pedestrian Sunday in Kensington Market. With liquid sun pouring down, the streets were still pretty full as I made my way down to hang around and check out some music. It's actually impossible to avoid on Pedestrian Sundays — up and down the length of Augusta and Kensington, there are groups and soloists set up every few feet creating a symphony as varied at the market itself, with everything from folkie miserabilism to hippie-barefoot-dancing didgeridoo funk. And although this gives the chance for some random discoveries, I was actually folding that around a more structured plan, with a couple beloved indie institutions each running stages at opposite ends of Augusta Ave.

Up at the top of the street just off College, Wavelength was set up at the Faceless Knifefighter stage, in the shadow of the convenience store and right up beside the fancy new bike rack/sculpture. Or, almost set up, as there was a last-minute scramble for equipment underway as I strolled by, members of the afternoon's bands trying to catch some respite from the heat on the shadowed steps near Neutral's doors. But given that this was more of an all day drop-in thing, not being rigourously on top of any sort of schedule wasn't too much of an impediment.

Anyways, once things were set up, the day was initiated by local trio RatTail, who had impressed me back in January. The set featured the main ingredients I remembered from then — a solid and melodic rhythm section creating the foundation for Jasmyn Burke's efforts, both vocally and on guitar. It seems like RatTail's repertoire is growing quickly, with several songs in the setlist that they didn't play when at that last show, including "In Bloom" (not a cover, though Burke did dedicate it to Kurt Cobain). Lots of catchy stuff like "Gasmask", with Burke playing more of a static rhythm part and Ryan Mounsey's bass carrying things along. And also some variety, such as "Go Green", which went for a slower burn. The seven-song set ended with "George Mounsey", the catchy title track to the band's newly-released 7" E.P.

Besides the small-ish clump of friends splayed out on the steps across the street, there was the usual sort of random band-on-street crowd, with passers-by occasionally nodding a bit as they moved past, as well as some kung-fu mutterers taking things in.

Listen to a track from this set here.

Next up were Tripping Hazard, a name that I'd seen listed for shows here and there but had never caught up with. Poking around, they prefer to swathe themselves in mystery on their myspace page, so I can't fill in much information about them, but they look to have been around for a little while. The band's predominant sound was mellow but not necessarily soft — back when the classic rock stations used to play forty-five minute uninterrupted sets, you'd hear something mildly jazzy like this stuck in about two-thirds of the way through, before things would crank up to higher velocities.1

But with co-ed vox, and the keyb central to their sound, this was cut with a college-rock sort of sound, which added a winning element to songs like "Thumbsucker". There was a relaxed sense of languor to their songs, although they also kept 'em short — with this sort of sound, you could imagine the band slipping into side-long simmering jams, but they kept things two-minutes-and-out concise. Well-suited to a day like this, where you can appreciate the groove, but it's too hot out to move around too much.

At set's end, as Doc Pickles oratorical outro entertained some musings on the new bike rack, I went for a wander. The Wavelength stage was ongoing throughout the afternoon, but as it turned out, I spent most of the rest of the day down at the other end of Augusta Street, where a small stage had been set up in front the The Boat's doors, with some bands playing in conjunction with the Pitter Patter Festival.

Setting up as I ambled by were local duo The Speaking Tongues, rocking out with a pretty straight-ahead blues-rock sound. There were a few hints of garage-y scuzz nibbling at the edges, mostly in the rough-hewn stripped-down rawness evoked by the the two-man set-up. With some respectable originals and a few covers — including an apt go at Eddie Cochran's "Summertime Blues" — the band did a nice job of keeping the beat moving for the length of their set, but didn't do a lot to distinguish themselves. Okay enough, I guess, but not especially grabbing. This was undemanding stuff, more suited for casual listening than close examination.2

Filling in the between-set time, I moved up the street a little bit where local Afro-Beat force Mr. Something Something3 were hosting their pedal-powered dance party, with volunteers' bikes hooked up to the generator that was powering the sound system. As I found a vantage point, the band were launching into "Di Bombs", a critique of globalism in the form of a funky ten-minute jam. Clearly taking musical and social cues from Fela, there was a big crowd on hand dancing away to this. Good fun. "What are You Waiting For?", the following song and closer for this set, was more ballad and less funky. Still nice, but less grabbing. A big crowd gathered around to enjoy this.

Back in front of The Boat, Planet Creature were leading off with a quiet song. It'd been awhile since I'd last seen 'em4 and now sporting a re-tooled lineup, it sounded like the band had honed in on their sound a little more. Perhaps from rubbing shoulders with their fellow Optical Sounds bands the group has learned how to lean into a groove a bit — evidenced here by a smokin' instrumental especially, but on evidence throughout the set. Brooke Gagne (guit) and Kristina Koski (keyb) seem to be focusing on sleeker lines — it's as if the songs are being pushed forward by a higher-efficiency engine. Excitingly, one that the band called out as a new one was as good as anything I've heard from them.

Out on the street, the sound wasn't totally ideal, with the vocals rather buried throughout. I remain eager to get a chance to hear this lineup again in higher fidelity.

With the sun a bit lower in the sky, there were more shady spots on the pavement as The Diableros closed out the stage for the day. Going all the way to the far end of their discography, they started with "Working Out Words", the opener from their '05 debut You Can't Break the Strings in Our Olympic Hearts, chasing that with "Any Other Time" from its follow-up Aren't Ready for the Country. It seems as if every time I see this line-up of the band they've re-inserted one or two more songs from the back catalogue.

Meanwhile, the newer stuff was represented as well. The superb "Heavy Hands" from last year's Old Story, Fresh Road EP was a standout. Plus, there was a glimpse into some brand new material — includuing one called "Thunder Tracker". The band was in fine fettle throughout, with Keith Hamilton's fuzzy bass playing off Jordan Walsh's keys. The vocals were buried a fair bit for this set, too, and it sounded like a Brazilian drum corps had settled in down the street. Their percussive bursts kept wafting over between songs, which added a strange undercurrent to the quieter closing strains of closer "Old Story, Fresh Road".

Listen to a track from this set here.

Ran into K. in the crowd during the set, and at its conclusion we decided to retire from the street to a nearby patio to close out the evening with some beers — proper hydration being all-important on days like this.5


1 Riffing on that jazzy undertow in the music, while keeping things going in one of the the little between-song gaps, the band threw down with an impromptu bit of the Super Mario music.

2 Which isn't to question the band's work ethic or their admirable efforts to spread their music — not only were they offering free live CD's to the audience at this show, but they also recorded a Third Floor session, which you can grab for free here.

3 The longstanding crew has four albums to their credit, stretching back to 2004.

4 Coincidentally, that show was just a few feet over — and one floor up, at another gig at The Boat with The Diableros.

5 The next Pedestrian Sunday is on August 29th. Go!

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Recording: The Diableros

Artist: The Diableros

Song: Tropical Pets

Recorded at Pitter Patter/P.S. Kensington, May 30, 2010.

The Diableros - Tropical Pets

Review to follow. Not my best recording, out amongst the elements, but The Diableros were at least as cooking as the sun — and believe me, it was hot out.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Hottest Bands in Canada, 2009 edition

Somewhat unexpectedly a few weeks back, I found a message in my inbox from Matthew — in charge over at the always well-informed i(heart)music — soliciting my opinions for his annual "Hottest Bands in Canada" poll. I spent some time thinking over the loose rules1 and resolved to let it percolate a bit, so I could articulate a thoughtful list. Then, of course, I pretty much forgot about it until right before it was due and threw something together with as much haste as possible. I plagiarized myself pretty ruthlessly in coming up with some blurbs and sent out my list.

That list (or the top-ranking bands, anyways) are now posted, and of course, I immediately started combing through to see how the big list looks compared to mine. It's interesting, of course, to feel the push/pull of groupthink at work — that tension between not wanting to be the odd kid out, looking like I'm not in touch with what's, y'know, hot. But then there's that countervailing force of taste as distinction, where you want to be cooler than all the other list-makers — "oh, I see you still think so-and-so is hot. How quaint."

As it turns out, almost totally unsurprisingly, I'm not the avant-garde ahead-of-the-pack genius I might think I am, nor the the deluded outcast that I fear I am even more often. Six of my ten bands were in the top-ranking group, putting me firmly in the hive mind consensus — although only one of my bands was in the top five, proving, maybe, my deft hand at picking fellow misunderstood geniuses.2

Just a note on method: I basically went totally subjective with my list. I didn't construe "hotness" as the bands that have generated the most buzz or popularity. In that regard, I'm sure Arcade Fire could twitterize about what they had for breakfast and garner more attention in a morning that some of the bands I care about in a whole year. Instead, I had two key qualifications for my list: a live show that moved me and a 2009 release of consequence. Thus, bands that have been bringing it live and to ever-growing crowds but are still working older material (Rural Alberta Advantage, Kemer Yousef); bands collecting awards and plaudits (Fucked Up – 2009 Polaris Prize, catl – Toronto Blues Society Talent Search Award); or bands that brought it live but still have new releases in the pipeline (The D'Urbervilles or The Disraelis) ranked lower in my consideration. I guess I was thinking about bands that felt, to me, to be really in their moment, which is why their live presence was probably the most clinching factor. As it turns out, I have seen all of the bands on my list live in 2009 — nine of them more than once. So that was the highly unscientific ordering principle I was using.3

So anyway, without further ado, my list as sent to Matthew. Out of kindness, I suppose, I managed not to include any footnotes in my list. #1 is the top and working down from there:

1. Ohbijou

Releasing an album as good as Beacons — a compendium of all the warm hugs you've been missing compressed into musical form — would be enough to place Ohbijou highly on this list. But add to that stellar achievement their formidable live presence where they can bring it solemn-like or party-like as the situation dictates. And then add to that their principled community-building, putting out the Friends in Bellwoods 2 compilation with a little help from their friends as a fundraiser for the Daily Bread food bank and you get the full picture of this band as a fully-engaged force.

Check out my live recordings of Ohbijou here and here.

2. Gentleman Reg

Reg Vermue is having the sort of year that his fans have been wishing on him for awhile now. It's been a long gap and a lot of water under the bridge since '04's Darby and Joan so it's no surprise that Reg hit the ground running once he had a solid new album (Jet Black) to promote. Playing plenty shows and working some choice opening slots, the fabulous thing is that his crack band quickly surpassed the songs' recorded versions. Between all that, Reg has also had some time for collaboration, debuting a new dancefloor project with Woodhands' Dan Werb.

Check out my live recordings of Gentleman Reg here, here, and, urm, here. (So much Reg!)

3. Japandroids

Youth and energy are great rock'n'roll currency, and these lads have it in spades. This Vancouver duo (guit/vox/drums) are garage rock maximalists, filling up their songs with a young man's frenzy that owes as much to "Working For The Weekend" as to any punk antecedents. Their album (Post-Nothing) is filled with shaggy, buzzing charm, but live they really won me over, finding a sweet spot between sounding rough and sounding tight, and rolling somewhere between swagger and modesty. By the end of the set's end, first time I saw 'em, I was a convert, and the deal was sealed on the last song when guitarist Brian King lurched behind the drum kit, and then, while attempting to step out, tripped backwards over the monitor, and ended up sprawled out, still playing. As the song ended, he shouted, "we're going up the CN Tower, and you guys should come with us!"

Check out my live recording of Japandroids here.

4. Great Lake Swimmers

From one coldly analytical perspective, GLS have moved from being a nearly solo folk project to a fleshed-out rootsy, MOR band — the sort of stuff that Canadian A.M. playlists were filled up with a couple decades ago. But that overlooks the fact that main swimmer Tony Dekker continues to write incredible songs, each a little roadmap of closely-held desire that seems so recognizable. And when those songs delivered in his aching croon, he even makes the boys a little bit weak in the knees.

5. Julie Doiron

Her new album I Can Wonder What You Did With Your Day follows on the heels of '07's Polaris shortlisted Woke Myself Up, but exchanges that album's dark explorations for musings on domesticity and gladness. It's considered, in some quarters, to be Higher Art to write about misery as opposed to happiness, which might account for this one getting a few less accolades, but it's not a lesser album. And add to that an enchanting stage presence — a ramshackle, figure-it-out-as-we-go-along spirit combined with her uncalculating, plainspoken sincerity, and you might float out of one of her gigs instead of walking.

Check out my live recordings of Julie Doiron here and here.

6. Kids on TV

A couple short years ago, Toronto's Kids on TV were a little easier to put in a box — something like hardcore rap meets General Idea. After some quiet time, they re-emerged this summer as something the same but different, suddenly re-establishing themselves as a dancefloor-ready pop unit. With a passel of new songs (some of which have now come out on the Shape Shifting Mutants digital EP) including two bona fide smashes in "Poison" and "Dazzler", KoTV have re-positioned themselves to catch some new ears while staying true to their art-queer roots. Out of the bathhouse and into your ears!

Check out my live recordings of KoTV here and here.

7. The Hoa Hoa's

The winner of this year's "let's take a trip" citation, garage-psych explorers The Hoa Hoa's have focused their sound and songwriting on a batch of new songs that figures to anchor one of the fall's most-anticipated releases (the perfectly named Pop/Drone/Pedals, forthcoming on Optical Sounds). Live, the band brings a rewarding mix of immediacy in their hooks and psychedelic drift in their layered extended excursions.

Check out my live recordings of The Hoa Hoa's here and here. Update: Also here!

8. Spiral Beach


This band's presence on my list would have surprised me a year ago. Perhaps a case of too much, too soon, I wrote this crew off when they started turning heads back in '06, finding their songs unfocused and undercooked behind an overexcited veneer. Catching them this year at NXNE it turns out that they've grown up some, found their sound and come up with solid songs, playing with a far darker, more psychedelic edge than I remembered. With songs that sound like Piper at the Gates of Dawn hooked up to a primitive drum machine, they've got something that suggests, "even if I'm dancing the Rock Lobster, I'm still in the middle of a bad trip".

Check out my live recording of Spiral Beach here.

9. Diamond Rings

How far can eyeliner, a fabulous video, a split single and a pocket full of songs take you? Surpisingly, giddily far, it turns out. It probably helps that Diamond Rings (aka John O'Regan of The D'Urbervilles) was something of a known quality — but managed to turn his persona on its head as his glammy rainbow-and-unicorn bearing alter ego. With a growing setlist of hummable, remember-the-eighties dance-pop confections, that rumoured album is looking to be stacked. And in the meantime, check him out live for an antidote to the dreary gloom in your heart.

Check out my live recordings of Diamond Rings here and here.

10. The Diableros

Don't call it a comeback etc. etc. The current lineup (containing only Pete Carmichael and guitarist Ian Jackson as long-time holdovers) has apparently stabilized this band and has led to a fine EP (Old Story, Fresh Road), five songs that are a logical extension of their signature sound — like all of us, growing less fuzzed-out and sound-saturated with age, but still powerful nonetheless. And still a knock-'em-dead live band. Maybe this will herald a productive next act for The Diableros. Whatever, we'll still have rock 'n roll.

Check out my live recordings of The Diableros here and here.


1 The guiding principles were:

The only criteria you need to follow in making your list are:

1) the bands must be Canadian (however you want to define that); and

2) they had a good 2009 (again, however you want to define that).

2 And, in another measure of how in/out of touch I am, I was mostly conversant with the names that other people had put on their list — there were only three artists that I'd cold not heard of yet, and a bunch in that vague category of 'know the name, haven't heard anything'.

3 And, lest anyone should happen to think I am immune from the selection bias of a short attention span, I should point out that I had seen, like, two of the bottom three bands that I filled out my list with in the previous week or so before I threw it all together, which was probably the tiebreaker that put them there instead of several other nearly equally worthy potentials.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Recording: The Diableros

Artist: The Diableros

Song: Push it to Monday

Recorded at The Boat, October 16, 2009.

The Diableros - Push it to Monday

My notes for this set can be found here.

Gig: The Diableros

The Diableros / Planet Creature

The Boat. Friday, October 16, 2009.

Headed down to The Boat for a rather highly-anticipated evening — a release party for The Diableros' new EP Old Story, Fresh Road.1 The band was particularly impressive last time I saw 'em, end of May at the Pitter Patter Festival, especially with the new material that they were playing. Definitely now worth celebrating getting those tunes out to the world. It was a busy night around town, with several other worthy gigs from some new and celebrated groups, but a good crowd on hand, skewing a little older, and perhaps valuing consistency over novelty. Not that, like, the members of Diableros are haggard old wrecks or anything, but, y'know.

In a fabulous visual twist, openers Planet Creature took the stage with the members all wearing custom t-shirts bearing a picture of their counterpart in The Diableros. Playing a half-hour of bouncy garage-pop, the band played a similar set to the one I'd seen in September, and my reaction about the same. There's absolutely something there in their slightly shambolic attack, but I had this sense that this band hasn't quite put it all together yet — that something at just a slight angle from what they're doing is going to fall into place with a satisfying "click", and they'll take it to the next level. One element that might help them get there would be to share the vox around more. Although they have some satisfying backing vocal arrangements, there were a few moments where most-usual vocalist Brooke Gagne was pushing things outside her range a bit — perhaps the band might have a go at passing the baton a bit more on leads.2 And though the band has a winning demeanour on stage, they still have a momentum-sapping lack of quickness when it comes time to pass the instruments around. But this is all relatively small stuff — and probably the best prescription for most of this is simply to keep playing more shows. With luck, we'll get more chances to see this band grow into their masterpieces.

Listen to a track from this set here.

A nice crowd in place for The Diableros, although they were not wearing custom t-shirts bearing a picture of their counterparts in Planet Creature.3 The band moved right into a one-two punch of the first pair of Old Story tracks. A logical extension of sophomore album Aren't Ready For the Country, the new material contains all the hallmarks of The Diableros' sound, with Ian Jackson's aggressively atmospheric guitar spreading disintegrating shards in competition with Jordan Walsh's organ holding it all together. Gathering momentum, the band made a driving run through "Push it to Monday" which segued straight into EP standout track "Heavy Hands". Working up a sweat, Pete Carmichael had to pause to catch his breath before the band stormed into "Turning Backwards".

The set was capped with "Old Story, Fresh Road", played with a pair of guest saxes on hand, which, combined with the "we'll still have rock 'n roll" sentiments of the lyrics made for the most tightly-bound track in the band's repertoire to the classic rock tradition. After a break, the band closed it out with a trio of oldies. Impressively tight throughout, the five new songs nestled comfortably into the setlist. The crowd was calling for more, put Pete demurred, commenting "those are all the songs we know". The band sounds engaged and eager, so hopefully this lineup can stick it out for a spell and keep generating more new material.

I posted a track from the new EP last time 'round, so this time, you can hear an old track from this set here.


1 From what I can gather, there is no CD release planned for the new EP, with only vinyl on sale at the show. It is, however, available online at Zunior, and, for those so inclined, there's so surcharge for downloading the FLAC files.

2 During their "encore" — a nearly acapella number (a cover?) tossed off with under-rehearsed enthusiastic vigour — bassist Sofia Silva showed off some pleasing pipes that could have been used more.

3 Although bassist Keith Hamilton was wearing a styling L.A. Kings shirt.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Recording: The Diableros

Artist: The Diableros

Song: Heavy Hands

Recorded at Sneaky Dee's (Pitter Patter Festival), May 30, 2009.

The Diableros - Heavy Hands

My notes for this gig are here.

Gig: The Diableros / Sports: The Band / Terror Lake / Archipelagos

The Diableros / Sports: The Band / Terror Lake / Archipelagos

Pitter Patter Festival. Sneaky Dee's. Saturday, May 30, 2009.

In an unusual confluence of gig-goin' events, this turned out to be my third Saturday night in a row at Sneaky Dee's.1 Paid-what-I-could for entry to a Pitter Patter powered night and was on hand with the early crowd to see the lead-off band, Montreal's Archipelagos, the quickest summary of whom might be "Sounds Like: The National". By which I kinda mean rather a lot. Which isn't the worst thing in the world, by any means. Vocalist Jesse LeGallais even had a version that grip-your-own-forearm-and-twitch thing that Matt Berninger is remembered for.2 This is not to sound snarky or dismissive, as the band were quite entertaining in their own right. With dramatic, carefully sculpted guitar parts and a smart sense for dynamics, the band's songs built up into some crafty little maelstroms. Suffering from the aftermath of van-related traumas which forced the band to stay overnight in Belleville while en route down the 401, the band played pretty intensely for a sparse crowd. Certainly worth keeping an eye on.

Terror Lake were a complete unknown to me, but left a very positive impression. A three piece, with two guitarists playing interlocking parts, drums and no bass. With that line-up and Wendy Fowler's vibrato, the words "Sleater" and "Kinney" might come to mind. But the band's approach is more akin to surf music, which gives them their own sound. Stripped-down and lean sounding, the band got great mileage from a rigourously lean aesthetic. Their half-hour set punched my buttons and are now on my list for another taste.

Listen to a song from this set here.

A bit of a change of pace after that as Sports: The Band took over. Smart pop, with boy-girl vox and a bit of a new wave sensibility. But also, as the set moved along and the band found their groove, increasingly dance friendly. Keyboardist/vocalist Robin Hatch, celebrating a birthday, came equipped with an elegant hat — we're talking hat-box-worthy — and took lead vox for some of the band's better material, including a peppy number presumably titled "Postcard". Sports had an eager crowd on hand which responded warmly for the whole forty-five minute set. Reasonably good stuff — a few of the songs didn't totally gel, but the band seems to be working towards a more interesting cohesion.3

The capper was the real treat of the night. The Diableros always put on a good show, and it'd been a decent stretch since seeing them last. With the prospect of new material in the offing, this was something I'd been looking forward to. The band lead off with a series of tracks from their soon-to-be-recorded EP that are a logical extension of their signature sound — like all of us, growing less fuzzed-out and sound-saturated with age.4 Of the new stuff, "Heavy Hands" had the best showing out-of-the gate.

The current lineup (containing only Pete Carmichael and guitarist Ian Jackson as long-time holdovers) seemed at ease with both new material and old. That Pitter Patter maven Keith Hamilton found time from what was presumably a busy weekend to play bass was pretty impressive. As the hour grew later, the crowd thinned out a bit, which left more room for the random intrusion of a gang of possibly drunk people intent on wrapping each other in police tape.5 It was a highly satisfying set, and I'm looking forward to hearing the new songs in their finished forms.

Listen to a track from this set here.


1 Although it might have a bit to do with the fact that, at the end of my kid-with-a-new-toy binge with my recording gear, I've found that my mics seem to work particularly well at Sneaks. Undoubtedly partially because I picked 'em to work well in small, loud spaces, but some credit is also due to Steve the Sound Guy, one of the city's best, who does a pretty amazing job, especially when you consider the sheer number of set-ups and changeovers on stage on a night like this.

2 But the panicked, thousand-yard stare, his eyes bugging out and looking like they were about to roll backwards into his skull as he fell into a seizure is his own thing.

3 Although I think I'm going to quietly align myself here with the side that's advocating against vocoder use.

4 In fact, one of the new songs, rolling out at a sedate pace for The Diableros, talks about that fear of getting old, but holds out for the hope that "we'll still have rock and roll".

5 One of whom shouted, between songs, to one of her friends, "What's the name of this band? Chart Attack?" Guessing from the banner on the stage, she proceeded to chant, "Chart Attack! Chart Attack!"