Showing posts with label ohbijou. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ohbijou. Show all posts

Friday, February 16, 2024

#mfs15 playlist: Luca Capone

MFS has turned fifteen! My introductory thoughts on this landmark can be found here, but long story short: I asked some folks from the MFS community to help me celebrate by picking some selections from the archives, and possibly sharing some thoughts or stories.

Today's list is from Luca Capone.

Hello there!
Luca Capone here, producer and host of The Night Shift, a weird and warm community radio program that airs across different cities in Canada and the US.
I had the great privilege of participating in celebrating the 6th anniversary of Mechanical Forest Sound back in 2015, and so, when Joe demanded that I participate in celebrating the 15th anniversary, I was overjoyed, but a little worried.
There's such an infinite amount of great music and musicians that Joe has supported over the years, and my mind was struggling to sift through all the possibilities.
Who would I choose? WHO!?!?? SO MUCH PRESSURE ARGGHHHHSDHASDH MY KNEES!!!!!!!!!!!!
This past Sunday, in a state of confusion, hunger and my mind still muddled as fuck, I doused a plate of my father's bbq ribs with a large amount of his friend Frank Carnevale's Mom's special chili powder, a substance that is said to possess intense psychedelic properties.
I was hoping this experience would unfog my mind, however, I was not prepared for the consequences... The combination of chili powder, plus the Italian mountain-troll crafted digestif that I had dranken previously sent me on a cosmic voyage into another dimension...... THE ALTERNATE WOODBRIDGE-X3 REALM.
It was an environment extremely similar to our own, except for slight differences.
It was there I met my alternate version, Dante Pietrangelo, who in that world, actually shared a work space with Joe Strutt's alternate: John Stratt.
They ran a communal barber shop/greasy spoon called Fiorentina Turner's.
Kind of like a combination of Vesta Lunch and Joseph's Hairstyling For Men, where musicians and artists could eat and get their hair cut for free (though, not at the same time; nobody wants clumps of their own hair in their curry rice. I know I don't!)
I explained my quandary to Dante, and invited them to peruse the Mechanical Forest Sound website (My phone still was connecting with info from my dimension).
They went way back, and coincidentally, landed on classic performances from musicians near and dear to my heart.
Even across alternate dimensions, I guess musical tastes still hit the same, and phenomenal community music archives are still essential.
I applaud Joe with everything I have, and I wish him and MFS all the best for the future.


The Owle Bird - Jewelled Beasts

Recorded at the Silver Dollar Room, June 30, 2009.

Bruce Peninsula - Steamroller

Recorded at the eye Weekly Music Tent, Word on the Street Festival, September 27, 2009.

Ohbijou - Cliff Jumps

Recorded at Third Floor Session, December 5, 2009.

Ostrich Tuning - Gender Trouble (Bodies That Matter)

Recorded at The Garrison, April 10, 2010.

Witch Prophet - Funeral For a Killer

Recorded at The Great Hall's Conversation Room (Long Winter 4.5 – Night 2), March 18, 2016.

Eiyn Sof - Heavy Low

Recorded at The Tranzac (Main Hall), June 24, 2018.


You can always click on the tags below to look for more stuff from these artists. Has there been five or so 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.

Monday, September 4, 2023

Monday Roundup #138

Community notes:

  • On September 17th we will gather in The Tranzac's Main Hall to remember and celebrate the life of Ted Phillips. There will be music, a potluck, and hopefully many joyful memories. If you knew Ted, please come out! Musical performers will be announced soon, there's a facebook event right here, and if you are able, you can help the organizers cover the costs of the event at this gofundme:

Concert announcements:

Ladyfinger / The Emmet Ray 2023-09-12 (Tuesday – 6:30 p.m.). [FB event]

a Josh Cole trio + strings [Lina Allemano/Nick Fraser/Josh Cole/Aline Homzy/Nick Storring] / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2023-09-12 (Tuesday) [more info]

Mainstream 5.0 (feat. Grace Scheele / Subsume / Greydini) / Dundas Video 2023-09-14 (Thursday). [FB event]

NPNP Trio [record release show!] [Jackson Darby/Evelyn Charlotte-Joe/James Goddard] (Eejungmi) / Monarch Tavern 2023-09-17 (Sunday). $15. [FB event]

Michael Occhipinti presents: Canadian Originals in Jazz (feat. Lina Allemano Four) / Hugh's Room Live 2023-09-24 (Sunday). $27.27 in advance, $30 at the door. [FB event]

Burn Down The Capital presents (feat. Colleen / Joni Void) / The Tranzac (Main Hall) 2023-09-25 (Monday). $22.89, 19+. [FB event]

Art Bergmann (Luxury Bob) / The Horseshoe Tavern 2023-11-02 (Thursday). $29.10, 19+. [more info]

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


Shows this week:

Amrita [Anita Katakkar & Kayla Milmine] / Drom Taberna 2023-09-04 (Monday – 6 p.m.) [FB event]

Track Could Bend #83 (feat. Ancient Egypt / Body Hammer) / Wenona Lodge 2023-09-05 (Tuesday). $pwyc. [FB event]

Holy Oak Family Singers / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2023-09-06 (Wednesday – early). $pwyc

Ghostlight / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2023-09-06 (Wednesday). $pwyc

Body Help [Colin Fisher/Josh Cole/Allison Au/Ian Wright] / The Rex 2023-09-07 (Thursday – 5:30 p.m.). $10. [more info]

Luge [I Love it Here, I Live Here LP release] (Not A Band / Tago Mago) / The Garrison 2023-09-08 (Friday). $20.61, 19+. [FB event]

Not Dead Yet presents (feat. Thee Retail Simps / Puppet Wipes / Only God Forgives / Greydini) / See-Scape 2023-09-08 (Friday). $15/notaflof.

Audiopollination (feat. Adam Golding/Kyle Skillman / Holger Schoorl/Paul Newman/Daria Morgacheva / Patrick O'Reilly/Andrew Madey/Piers Oolvai / Neal D Retke/Bim Prongs) / Array Space 2023-09-08 (Friday). [FB event]

The Art of Improv (feat. Bill Gilliam/Kayla Milmine/Ambrose Pottie / Bill Gilliam/Bill McBirnie/Eugene Martynec) / Annette Studios 2023-09-08 (Friday). $20 / pwyc. [FB event]

Ayal Senior & Friends (feat. Ayal Senior/Kurt Newman/Andrew Furlong / The Sympathetic String Band / Marilyn Yogarajah / Nick Flanagan) / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2023-09-10 (Sunday – 2:30 p.m.) [FB event]

Happy Sundays (feat. Leather Jacuzzi / Imploders / Shrewd) / The Baby G 2023-09-10 (Sunday). $free, 19+. [FB event]

Dan Pitt Trio [Stages album release show!] / The Tranzac (Southern Cross Lounge) 2023-09-10 (Sunday). $pwyc (suggested $15), includes digital or physical album copy. [FB event]


Video hits:

  • This is perhaps a stylistically on-point video for a musical project called Squiggly Lines, the songwriter project of Rob McLay, who also drums in Westelaken:

It happened this week...

  • ...on September 7, 2013 at Sonic Boom (Cassette Store Day).

Black Walls - Field One

  • ...on September 7, 2013 at The Great Hall. [Can you believe that Ohbijou's last show was ten years ago?!]

Ohbijou - Balikbayan

[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.]

Monday, September 9, 2013

Recording: Rolf Klausener and Jeff DeButte

Artist: Rolf Klausener and Jeff DeButte

Song: Raccoons

Recorded at The Great Hall, September 7, 2013.

Rolf Klausener and Jeff DeButte - Raccoons

Full review to follow. In the middle of a bittersweet farewell show, a series of friends came out and paid tribute by covering a favourite song from Ohbijou's catalogue. The Acorn have long been friends and collaborators with Ohbijou (as well as providing a home-away-from-home in Ottawa) releasing a split EP covering each other's songs back in 2008. Rolf Klausener joined the band on "Steep", which The Acorn had tackled on the 12", and also came out in the middle set with Jeff DeButte for this one.

Recording: Evening Hymns

Artist: Evening Hymns

Song: Tumbleweeds

Recorded at The Great Hall, September 7, 2013.

Evening Hymns - Tumbleweeds

Full review to follow. In the middle of a bittersweet farewell show, a series of friends came out and paid tribute by covering a favourite song from Ohbijou's catalogue. Jonas Bonnetta brought only a boombox for musical support, but that (and Sylvie Smith's voice) was enough to animate these words.

Recording: Ohbijou

Artist: Ohbijou

Songs: Black Ice + Balikbayan + Wildfires + Anser

Recorded at The Great Hall, September 7, 2013.

Ohbijou - Black Ice

Ohbijou - Balikbayan

Ohbijou - Wildfires

Ohbijou - Anser

Full review to follow. Bands are communities, by their very nature. The communities that some bands create are like clans: inward looking, keeping few others close. Some create communities a bit like gangs, with sharply drawn lines of Us and Them that you feel you have to earn your way into.

Besides their considerable musical merits, Ohbijou — who played their final show on Saturday night — will be remembered for the fact that the community they embodied was open-ended and always dedicated to expanding the circle. That's resulted in a long list of musical friends and collaborators, as well as a keen awareness of how their actions can resonate outside of the sometimes-hermetic world that we might call the "music scene". And that the band simultaneously made this feel like a practical means to having more fun as well as a moral mission was expressed in a lot of their work — perhaps most visibly in the two Friends in Bellwoods compilations that have raised, to date, nearly forty thousand dollars for the Daily Bread Food Bank.

It was with that same sense of openness and honesty ("as a band, we are tired and we are broke") — and with that same moral sensibility — that frontwoman Casey Mecija announced the band's dissolution in the face of the economic and social pressures that make nearly any artistic pursuit a quixotic endeavour, refusing to gloss over the "complicated responses... due to my race, gender and sexuality". But while Mecija's closing statement will hopefully continue to inform discussions about art, commerce and power relationships, there was never a doubt that the band's love of fun, friends and community would provide the animating spirit for their final show.

And indeed, a great many of those Bellwoods friends would be on hand, cheering on the band and joining them on stage — and even paying tribute between the band's sets by covering some of their favourite Ohbijou songs. It was a bittersweet night, with a happy-sad spirit as the band gave a final push through material from all three of their albums.

As the night wound down and the band returned to lead off their encore with "Anser", Mecija jumped down from the stage, and at the outset you can hear her moving around, thanking individual fans in the crowd. Sounding increasingly wired and fragile as the song builds in intensity, she called for the crowd to clap increasingly louder, as if trying to send one last beacon into the night — we were here. As if trying to draw all of that energy into her one last time.

Ohbijou was a collection of talented individuals, and we will be hearing from many of them again, both in other projects that are already out there as well as ones we don't even suspect anything about yet. The music will remain, as will the connections between people that have grown over time. And in all these communities, there will always be a band.

Special thanks to Jamie and Noah for helping me to get a really nice capture of this special night's music.

Friday, June 22, 2012

Recording: Warm Myth

Artist: Warm Myth

Song: Working

Recorded at The Garrison (NXNE 2012), June 16, 2012.

Warm Myth - Working

My notes for this set can be found here.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Recording: Ohbijou

Artist: Ohbijou

Song: Turquoise Lake

Recorded at Trinity-St Paul's United Church, September 30, 2011.

Ohbijou - Turquoise Lake

Full review to follow. Ohbijou launched their new Metal Meets album (and also "sweaty sad sex") to a packed house, bringing a bit more toughness to their sound but never abandoning the sweetness at their core. There's an inneresting opportunity hear to hear how the recording process has meant that even the live version of the song has gotten bigger than when we first heard it.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Recording: Ohbijou

Artist: Ohbijou

Song: Turquoise Lake

Recorded at The Tranzac (Main Hall), November 20, 2010.

Ohbijou - Turquoise Lake

My notes for this set can be found here.

Gig: Ohbijou

Ohbijou (Lisa Bozikovic)

The Tranzac (Main Hall). Saturday, November 21, 2010.

The news that the beloved Tranzac Club was in financial danger was, perhaps, not entirely surprising. Any member-run non-commercial enterprise is probably nearly always on an uncertain financial footing. But the notion that this space could be lost got a lot of people reflecting on how special the Tranzac is and there was a quick burst of organizing. A lot of that was done by Stuart Duncan (Out of This Spark records impresario as well as a board member at The Tranzac), who put this night together as a fundraising show — as well as a steady stream of events over the next couple months.1

I showed up early for this one, and actually not only had time to secure a good spot, but also wander a bit. I found, in typical Tranzac fashion, an entirely different interesting show going on in the Southern Cross Lounge, and managed to catch the end of a jazz set before heading back over to the Main Hall. By now, it was filling in. I'd thought that something quieter like this would be set up as a sit-down show, but the dancefloor was left open. Some other people had the same idea and began to drag out chairs to claim a space in front of the stage, but were discouraged from doing so. Ultimately, there ended up being a lot of people sitting on the floor, and then a fringe of people standing behind them, and then the outer layer of people at the back who would be less attentive.

I was pretty keen to hear Lisa Bozikovic lead things off. The last time I'd seen her play her set was filled not only with songs from her fabulous album Lost August, but a smattering of newer ones as well. This time out, her warm and emotive voice was backed by a larger cast, although Bozikovic started alone with a quiet new one ("I sing all day"). She was then was joined by some extra voices (Felicity Williams and Jessica Moore) for an almost wordless song, mostly just beautiful harmonies until the end, when it was summed up with "now you see me, now you don't". One gets the sense that Bozikovic is in love with combining voices, intoxicated by harmonies, and it works very well — especially with collaborators such as these.

After that, she was joined by a malleable lineup of backing musicians, with people being added or subtracted to serve each particular song. There was a supporting cast of about eight coming and going, amalgamating members not only of the evening's headliners (Anissa Hart on cello, James Bunton on drums and Heather Kirby on bass) but also some of the bands she'd toured with, such as Kite Hill and Richard Laviolette & The Oil Spills, including Tyler Belluz (on bass and banjo) and Mike Brooks (on guitar and pedal steel). The full band did lovely versions of "Take and Take" and "New City", both of which are highlights from the album.

There was getting to be a lot of people chattering away at the back, but I was glad to see that those who had showed up to hear the music got impatient with them, issuing a chorus of shushes as each song started. The setlist mixed up familiar songs with newer stuff, so the tense nibbles of keyb-driver rocker "Phone Cord" and quieter "No Denial" were followed by the utterly gorgeous "Waterfall". The set ended with an a capella version of "The Letting Go" with harmonies from Williams and Moore, so intoxicating that even the folks jabbering at the back quieted down.

"My entire music life in Toronto I owe to The Tranzac," Bozikovic said in discussing why she was proud to be playing at this show. Whether it's within these walls or in another warm and cozy spot, Bozikovic is an artist worth seeking out.

Listen to a track from this set here.

There was a full house by the time Stuart Duncan took the stage for a fundraising pitch and a discussion of what the night was all about. The room was quite full and up front packed with people sitting on the floor — obviously I was not the only one who had been waiting for a chance to see Ohbijou, who hadn't graced the city with the orchestral sweep of their music for more than a year. Singer/guitarist Casey Mecija looked to be a little nervous to be breaking a layoff from playing, but the band didn't show any rust, jumping right into a new song, and then a few more familiar ones from their two albums.

Some of the new songs that Casey Mecija had been working on in her solo shows earlier in the year were now getting fleshed out with band arrangements — not just their cover of Nathan Lawr's "Barking At Your Door" (here ending with an audience singalong), but also some others we can expect to hear on the next album. Included in those was a swimmingly lovely song ("true one / we've only begun") that gives high hopes there will be no drop-off in quality for album number three.

Casey, as well as her sister Jennifer Mecija, took several opportunities to talk about why the Tranzac was important to them: "doesn't it feel like you're in your living room with a whole bunch of your friends?" Casey asked, looking down at the seated audience. Before the gorgeous "Steep", Casey talked more about the Tranzac, both in terms of her own musical history and the role it plays as "truly one of the most unique venues in Canada", welcoming a whole range of musicians into its informal, relaxed space.

The band finished off the hour-long set with one last new one, and then came back for a three-song encore, leading off with "The Otherside" before throwing in one more cover, a jaunty run through Chad Vangaalen's "Willow Tree", led by Heather Kirby's banjo. Then they ended the night, as they have so often done in the past, with the everyone-plays percussion closer "The Woods", ending in a vigourous clap along finish.

The band is busy working on their new album (you can get some periodical updates here), so hopefully it won't be such a long time before they're playing more.

Check out a couple tracks from this set: something old here and something new here.


1 As of this writing, it looks like The Tranzac is out of the woods, so we should pause to applaud the outstanding work by Duncan and everyone else who pitched in.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Recording: Ohbijou

Artist: Ohbijou

Song: Tranzac PSA + Steep

Recorded at the Tranzac, November 20, 2010.

Ohbijou - Tranzac PSA + Steep

Review to follow — My notes for this set can now be found here. This show was a special fundraiser to help the Tranzac. There are more to come, so hopefully you can do your bit to save this special space.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Recording: Casey Mecija

Artist: Casey Mecija with Jeff Debutte

Song: unknown*

Recorded at The Garrison, January 21, 2010.

Casey Mecija with Jeff Debutte - unknown

My notes for this set can be found here.

* Does anyone know the title to this one? Please leave a comment!

Gig: The Wilderness of Manitoba

No Shame Presents: The Wilderness of Manitoba / Ghost Bees / Casey Mecija

The Garrison. Thursday, January 21, 2010.

Out on a Thursday night to check out this No Shame presentation at The Garrison. Nice to note some little signs of things "settling in" there. The famous blank red walls are now broken up a bit with some non-art — black, fabric-covered squares looking like Velvet Elvis paintings yet unborn. Plus, I noted a strip ad in eye's clubs page lending a sense of established permanence to the place and alerting the larger world a bit more to its existence.1

I arrived in a bit of a haze, heading over after a rather baffling film and spent my first few minutes there staring blankly off into space trying to sort it all out in my head, dizzy with idea of reincarnation or eternal return or the universal similarity of human experience. Or something like that, I think. Fortunately K. — a bit sad for having a connection for some Dinosaur Jr. tickets not come through — showed up and re-focused me on the present.

In a weird, back-to-back sets coincidence, the first artist of the night, Casey Mecija, was also the last I'd seen at the last show I'd been at. This time out, things were even more stripped down, with the bulk of the set being a truly solo affair, just Mecija with her guitar and kickdrum. Different enough to make it feel like I wasn't just getting the same set twice, and a nice chance to hear the new material again and let it sink in a bit more. She led off with two of the same new songs heard at the Daps show, and then was joined on a few songs by Jeff Debutte (from The Acorn) adding some sympathetic, understated guitar lines and backing vox for a couple more new ones. The night's chatty crowd was a bit of a bother during the set, although with the venue still filling up, it wasn't too bad at the start. A gap to change tunings amped up the chatter a bit, though, and from then it didn't really abate, even when Mecija launched into the much-loved "The Otherside".2 The set ended with another run through Nathan Lawr's "Barking at Your Door" — "I wish I'd written this one," Mecija told us.

Listen to a track from this set here.

Somewhat to my surprise, by the time that Ghost Bees were on stage, the place was packed. And folks were getting a little restless waiting for the set to start, not helped by a lengthy wait for the band to get everything plugged in and ready to go. Definitely a bit of a rough set-up day for the band — sometimes that just happens, but the slow start and frequent gaps between songs didn't help things along. Once things were underway, they started with one of those zither-y songs, filled with the close harmonies of twin sisters Sari and Romy Lightman accompanied by their uncanny looks directed at each other (implying "we're communicating telepathically!"). The band's effectiveness was being undermined by the loud music from the front room making its thumping presence felt over the delicate sounds on the stage, which seemed like a lack of care on the management's part towards the punters trying to watch the show.

Meanwhile, of all the gigs that I was expecting to see a steel drum solo, a Ghost Bees show might have been near the bottom. But there it was — an interesting idea, it was sort of played with a melancholy edge as a segue while the band's "secret" guests took the stage for a trio of songs. Although masked, John O'Regan would probably stand out in any crowd. The hooded keyboardist, meanwhile, might have remained shrouded in secrecy until beginning to sing — Katie Stelmanis' lovely, distinct voice quickly giving the game away. The four-piece played a slow, dirgeful tune that lumbered along a bit like a sleepy golem.3 The final song with the expanded lineup was a little more animated and showed the potential here, as the twins traded lines back and forth with Stelmanis and O'Regan, like an excerpt from some creepy opera.

But overall, I'd file the set under "not wholly successful experiment". Certainly the venue and crowd had something to do with the somewhat difficult reception this engendered in me, but part of the problem could also be gleaned when the twins came back out, unaccompanied, to play (as a slightly-unearned encore) their signature song "Sinai" ("You came tumbling and I was sorry") — which has a bit of something catchy to it, something you could hum to yourself afterwards, while the other material, well, not so much. I guess I'm glad that Ghost Bees are challenging themselves and their audience, but for myself, I need a bit more of a spoonful of sugar to make the medicine go down.

Although the last time I saw the Wilderness of Manitoba I found them pleasant but not compelling I knew I'd be seeing them again for further evaluation. As K. found a chair to sit a bit between sets, I told her that this would probably be down her alley, what with it featuring banjo and curly-headed boys and all that. Tired, she stayed sitting down as the band emerged at about quarter after midnight, but had moved up to where I was standing after a couple songs, giving a nod of approval. The band's central elements remain in place — the rootsy sound backed with harmonies and singing bowls, but it did seem tightened up some over the past few months. Plus, the set included some new material, such as "St. Petersburg", "Orono Park" and "White Water", the latter featuring a very fine string intro from Stefan Banjevic. The new songs seem like a nice extension of their original burst of material. Of those, "Evening" still works pretty effectively, and showcases why no small number people are utterly convinced by this band.

But not everyone, I guess — the crowd was still chatty during this set. Less so than during Ghost Bees, but still enough to be a distraction. As for me, on our way over to the bus stop after, I admitted to K. that there's still something about the band that keeps me from totally buying in. She promptly told me I was crazy and wrong, so take that under advisement. Still, I would yet like to hear the band in a fully sympathetic environment.

Listen to a track from this set here.

In the final analysis, this show was... okay. Maybe it was just in the wrong venue — the same bands playing at the Music Gallery, say, or Holy Oak would probably have gone over much better. It does make one wonder — what can the Garrison do to facilitate quieter shows? It's mildly amusing that in a venue that was quickly becoming famous for overwhelming volume that the bands were getting overwhelmed by crowd noise. But it's probably a good thing that bands playing quieter music didn't just have the volume knob cranked up — which'd probably just lead to people talking louder anyways. The biggest part comes from the atmosphere and culture being created at The Garrison. Is this just going to be a — ugh — hipster hangout, or is this going to be a place where people come to listen to music? I wonder what would happen if, for a show like this, the venue simply set up a few rows of chairs in front of the stage — would that be enough to get people to settle down and pay attention?4

Regardless, kudos to No Shame champion Lauren Schreiber, who packed the place out on a Thursday night with home-grown talent. I bet there were touring acts with higher profiles passing through town this same week playing to less crowded rooms, so it's worth celebrating what was going on here. The next step is being able to hear it as well.


1 The admirably minimalist website, however, could use a slightly sharper eye at the controls, this show being listed as the sic-inducing "Wilderness of Manaitoba + Ghost Bees + Casey Macida".

2 In a more just world, there's be a roadie at the ready to hand Mecija a different guitar for a seamless transition.

3 It was, however, a chance to see that O'Regan unleasing his inner Wyrd Visions, showing off some hitherto undemonstrated guitar skills in unfurling melancholy minor key folk lays.

4 My first idea — roving docents with cattle prods issuing escalating warnings to the yapping folks — is, admittedly, probably a non-starter.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Recording: Casey Mecija

Artist: Casey Mecija

Song: Barking At Your Door (Nathan Lawr cover)

Recorded at Kapisanan Philippine Centre for Arts & Culture — Daps All-Ages Concert Vol. IV, January 16, 2010.

Casey Mecija - Barking At Your Door (Nathan Lawr cover)

My notes for this set can be found here.

Gig: Daps All-Ages Concert Vol. IV

Daps All-Ages Concert Vol. IV (feat. Ruzan Orkestar, Sean Nicholas Savage, The Miles, Santa Guerrilla, Casey Mecija)

Kapisanan Philippine Centre for Arts & Culture. Saturday, January 16, 2010.

All praise to the Daps Duo! Dan and April of Hooded Fang have a nice sideline in inclusive, fun matinées presenting bands across a range of genres. With the shuttering of Rolly's Garage, their spiritual home base, the latest show landed in Kensington Market, in the friendly basement confines of the Kapisanan Philippine Centre. A long, narrow room, low-ceilinged, with the bands set up on a low stage at the far end. Back by the entrance, there was a merch table and hot chocolate for sale, and the long walls were covered with drawing paper, encouraging all comers to add their marks. A nice crowd on hand, mostly younger, but pretty much all Good Attendees, dancing when called for and quiet and attentive when that was required.1

"Hi Everyone... we're Ruzan Orkestar, and this is our last show ever," announced Patricia Auchterlonie at the start of their set — is a bit of a bummer, as far as introductions to bands go. Don't get too attached and all that. On the other hand, the understated melancholy of that greeting nicely set up their first piece of music, a Dirty Three-esque violin-led dirge rather appropriately entitled "Elegy". The band's stock-in-trade was Godspeed-like instrumentals, and perhaps the stuff here wasn't breaking new ground in that regard, but the band showed talent in their compositions. "Stay Golden, Pony Boy", with Egin Kongoli's shouty vocals, was a bit of a departure — feeling a bit like Slint atavistically lurching back into Squirrel Bait — and in this context a little bit jarring compared to the music around it. Auchterlonie's wordless vocalisations on "Emmett's Blood" were a better fit.

Featuring a fill-in drummer stepping in for his departed predecessor, it was clear that this band was a learning experience for all involved right up to the end, and though it seems this project has run its course, it looks like we'll be seeing more from some of the members again in new capacities. The band were selling a two CD-R set of their complete recordings after the show and I picked one up, so I guess they'll now be in the "gone, but not forgotten" drawer.

The band has a link to a download of their set at their myspace, or you could listen to a track from my recording here.

Playing an old acoustic twelve-string, Montréal's Sean Nicholas Savage vamped a bit and sang a few taroola-lays while waiting to see if the sound guy could throw some reverb on his voice.2 Proceeding without, he started to sing in an utterly non-rock'n'roll manner, all high and quavery — sort of like a twee, folksy Roy Orbison. Playing ten songs over a half hour, not all of the selections were winners, but it was pleasingly refreshing stuff from a distinctive voice. In fact, I'd say this was the sort of set that grew on me more after the fact, so I wouldn't object to further exposure.

Listen to a track from this set here.

When I saw The Miles last spring, I was impressed: "like a boys' varsity B-52's" was my summary. A second time round, they remain impressive — and, if anything, tighter and more confident than previously. Looking like private school boys toying with the notion of running away to join the rock'n'roll circus, perhaps some of my admiration stems from the fact that a younger me would have been totally thrilled by/jealous of them, what with their looking bookish but not nerdy, and able to, like, impress girls with their rock moves. Their new wave surf party tunes (mostly about being interested in/tired of girls) aren't yet winning any nobel prizes for originality, but they're delivered with such groovy gusto that that just doesn't matter. Delivering some of the highlights from their album3, including "Stingray", "Trash" and the incredibly hummable/danceable "Can I Speak to Shawna?", these lads continue to leave a tasty impression.

Linking up the location and the music, Santa Guerrilla — the resident music collective at the Kapisanan Centre, with the members rotating to learn all of the instruments — brought the Pinoy vibe. There was a familiar face on the stage in the form of Alexander The, who has previously shown his pop skills in Times Neue Roman. Here he added Korg-y keyb sweetening to the to percussion-based ensemble. Rocking the kulintang (racked gong chime) and agung (large gong), the sounds blended well into a hip-hop sensibility, with the crew adding rhymes to the traditional sounds. Totally unexpected and highly delightful — this is music that deserves to be heard beyond the walls of the Philippine Cultural Centre.

Listen to a track from this set here.

Casey Mecija has apparently been working on her one-woman-band skills, bringing along a small kickdrum/cymbal combo to accompany herself. And for additional safety in numbers, she was joined by her sister Jenny and Anissa Hart on strings — a configuration that was pleasingly intimate without sounding sparse. We had a chance to hear stories about incentives at childhood recitals (a trip to Wendy's, or Arby's if things went really well) along with some lovely new tunes that will possibly be surfacing on the next Ohbijou album.

Leading off with a lovely cover of Nathan Lawr's "Barking At Your Door", the set included a couple old favourites — "Black Ice", plus a version of "The Otherside" where, in the overlapping vocal section at the end, Casey was so caught up in listening to Jenny's part they ended up harmonizing the same lines with each other instead of alternating them. "I honestly thought your voice was my voice," Casey laughed at the end. "No Arby's!" someone in the audience shouted back. The crowd, mostly sitting on the floor, was raptly quiet, right up to the final selection, a very pretty love song ("true one / we've only begun") that Casey played solo. A fine capper to the afternoon.

Listen to a track from this set here.

And then, out at about quarter after six, time a-plenty yet to enjoy the evening. A very well-organized day and smartly put together. You'd be well advised to keep your eyes open for the date for Volume V.4


1 It's nice to have a reminder that it's not young people, per se, that are ill-mannered distractions at shows. It's the booze that's the problem, really, when folks hit that age of majority and suddenly have licence to go out and drink and be loud and inconsiderate, because — and I can certainly identify with this some — it's generally assumed that the booze makes other people loud and inconsiderate, but it makes me fun and as charming as anything.

Thinking more about this, I also wonder if attentive, sober underagers become loud, talky bar patrons just because, on the whole, shows in bars are way less interesting than shows like this. If I had been lucky enough to have grown up on a diet of extraordinarily cool all-ages shows before I was old enough to drink, I would have found the transition to dark and oft-dire clubs to be as depressing as hell.

2 Savage's music gave the impression that he was utterly mis-named. Perhaps "Cardigan" or "Bramble" would serve as truth-in-advertising surnames, though I guess that might be a bit too obvious.

3 Their album's title, Blood on My Blazer, contributes to their Max Fischer-esque image, and comes in a nifty hand-made package with the CD backed against a silkscreened old 7" single — mine is a Philles Records pressing of "Unchained Melody" by The Righteous Brothers. Quite nifty.

4 Word on the street is you should keep March 27 April 10 open in that regard.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Recording: Ohbijou

Artist: Ohbijou

Song: Cliff Jumps

Recorded at Third Floor Session, December 5, 2009.

Ohbijou - Cliff Jumps

My notes for this session can be found here.

N.B. This is not my own recording – it comes via the good people at SPIRITlive, who have kindly put the entire session on the internet for you to download. For free! I unreservedly recommend you to head over and grab this superb-sounding set for yourself.

Session: Ohbijou

Ohbijou

Third Floor Studios at Ryerson University. Saturday, December 5, 2009.

A slightly unusual Saturday afternoon outing. Headed down to Ryerson and found the R----s Communication Centre1 at the corner of Church and Gould and up to the titular third floor, finding a little hive of activity in a network of small rooms off a main hallway. Unsurprisingly, I suppose, the place was filled with students, though it's now to the point where it shocks me a little bit how young they look these days. Why, when I was their age, I —

But I digress. This whole thing was an effort of SPIRITlive — "a 24-hour a day, 7 day a week live Internet Broadcaster, produced by students in the School of Radio & Television Arts". As a bunch of us built up in the hallway, the technical folks were getting everything in place before letting us into the studio proper. Which turned out to be a rather tiny space — the advertisement wasn't kidding when it indicated that limited admittance was available. Not a bare, spartan room as one might mentally envision a studio — someone had gone to some trouble to decorate it up nicely, with hanging paper lanterns and strings of white christmas lights adding some atmosphere. Quite an elaborate setup, with the band and all their gear spread out across the front and various technorigmarole lining the walls. We were further hemmed in by the video crew, with taped lines on the floor demarking lanes for them to operate in at the sides and down the centre. As I looked over the thirty or so of us in the crowd, I once again had that pang of being the oldest, least student-y guy in the room2 but I was at least able to draw some comfort from the fact that some of the members of the band are closer to being my contemporaries.

Anyways, everything in place, the band began to play, starting off with "Jailbird Blues" (from this year's wonderful warm hug Beacons) and it was quite glorious to soak in the sounds. A setup like this combined the spark of live performance with the sonic fidelity of a studio recording, so even if it was a sort of cramped and constrained, it was a splendid opportunity to just listen. Not making any radical rearrangements or digging out any rarities, the band put their best foot forward with eight tracks (five from Beacons, three from debut Swift Feet for Troubling Times). Being music that I've listened to a fair lot, I could pick out a few little tweaks in the arrangements here and there — "To Rest In Peace On Righteous Tides" had a slightly softer edge to it than it used to, say. But mostly I was just luxuriating in it — songs like "Make It Gold" so gently pretty and revivifying somehow.

The set was followed by a short interview with Casey Mecija and then out. I wasn't in a rush to get where I was going, so I had some time to stroll around the Ryerson campus, and exchange a nod with old man Egerton before wandering off.

One of the more winning features of this series of sessions is that they are being put online for download afterwards, so you can grab the whole thing here. Or, for just a taste, I have one track up in the usual manner here.


1 I shan't impose on you the name of the dead tycoon emblazoned on this building.

2 We tend to think of ourselves as being more or less the same as we were back in our student days, and to some degree I still carry a mental image of myself with my long, curly hair, slightly affected penchant for Foucault and a sweeping sense of self-disapprobation. I suppose it's only natural to sorta romanticize the salad days, even if it means sweeping some of the Other Stuff under the rug. All things considered, I was so much older then — I'm younger than that now. So I probably don't have a lot to complain about, creeping entropy notwithstanding.

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.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Gig: "Friends in Bellwoods 2" release party (Saturday - part II)

"Friends in Bellwoods 2" release party (Saturday) (Featuring: Bellewoods, Lisa Bozikovic, Kids On TV, Emma McKenna, Germans, Snowblink, The Acorn)

Tranzac. Saturday, August 29, 2009.

You can catch the first part of the day here.

Throughout the afternoon, the size of the crowd waxed and waned a bit, especially between acts, when many would head out for a smoke or duck out to the side to check out the action in the barbeque zone. There was a weirdly sedate late-late night vibe throughout the afternoon, a drowsy sense that it could be four in the morning and the end of a bender — until a bright shaft of light from outside from someone opening the side door suggested it was, indeed, actually four in the afternoon. Needing a bit of a jolt a couple times between acts I simply headed out the front door and went for brisk, short Annex-y walks to get some air in my lungs and clear the cobwebs.

As afternoon became evening, there was a quicker uptick in the size of the crowd, giving the impression of an actual Saturday night from about the time Germans were playing forward. But through it all, it should be noted, the busy organizers from the Ohbijou camp were always close at hand — James or Casey came up to introduce nearly every act as they took the stage, all day long.

Bellewoods: Chris White's foursome launched into their set with "Kneel On The Apron", just a sleepy acoustic guitar and voice for a couple minutes before the opening up from there. Impressed by the crowd's quiet attentiveness, he followed it up with an even quieter number. Hurtin' heart introverted mope-rock, I found it more likeable when the rhythm section tried to illustrate the sturm-und-drang a bit more proactively. Probably better suited for days with grey skies and mixed emotions about the world.

Lisa Bozikovic: Starting solo at the keyb, at first I thought I might be getting something similar to what I'd heard just the other day. But once James Bunton (drums) and Anissa Hart (cello) joined in, it turned out that even though I'd be hearing most of the same songs, this time they were more fleshed out, which certainly made a difference. Added background vox added even more pleasant texture. And a set-ending accordion cover of Ina unt Ina's "Teacher" — a techno song about a teenage crush on a teacher — was a fun wrap-up.

Kids On TV: With new stagewear and projector in tow, the KoTV crew took the stage. Absolutely the most visually interesting of the day's bands, they also managed to boost the energy in the room up a couple notches. Four songs from their current setlist, the aces were once again "Dazzler" and comp cut "Poison". This being the, what — fourth? — time I've seen them in not such a long stretch, I feel a bit like a scholar observing minute details within the songs. But for the less devoted, you merely have to show up and soak in the spectacle and the fun.1 Also nice to note that the crew wasn't plagued by any technical gremlins outside their control this time, just for jams in bang-bang fashion.

Emma McKenna: This was a name I've been hearing a fair amount lately, mostly in that, "Oh, you haven't heard her?" kind of tone people reserve for when they think they're the first on the block on to something new and special. Playing solo with electric guitar,2 McKenna played five quick songs that were definitely intriguing. Plainspoken yet declamatory, with a trilling voice that could occasionally twist a word into a little shiv of unexpectedly stretched syllables. The crowd, building up to its evening's fullness, was starting to get a bit chatter-y in the background, which was about the only blot on this set. Good stuff, and I'll definitely be on the lookout for more.

Listen to a track from this set here.

Germans: Another band that I missed out on when people were calling them one of the city's best a couple years ago, Germans are back together after some hiatus time.3 The band played a new wave-inflected sort of 90's alt. rock — which is to say their dominant tempo was "chugging", and the sound relied as much as keybs as squally guitars. This was generically okay, but it didn't leave a strong impression on me. Maybe the band's current lineup needs some more time to gel, or possibly not entirely my thing, I'll reserve judgment for now and see what I see if I encounter them again.

Snowblink: For a band that had more or less completely failed to impress me the first time I saw 'em, I was slightly surprised by the sense of reverence in the room as Snowblink prepared to play. Perhaps it was vocalist Daniela Gesundheit walking around the room, handing out bells for everyone to play or Casey Mecija introducing the band with a stern warning for those at the back to hush up and listen before going right down in front of the stage to claim a space on the floor but there was a palpably expectant vibe. So as I listened to the songs — performed by Gesundheit on antler-enhanced guit plus Dan Goldman on guit/vox/keyb/effects — I quickly concluded I'd been wrong the first time around. Wrong. An elegant voice and folk-songs embracing the subtle technological tweaks of the musicians — maybe the vibe in the room was infectious, but I was pretty captivated. The sets were stretching out a bit by this point in the evening, and the five songs in twenty-five minutes were quite fabulous.

Listen to a track from this set here.

The Acorn: Closing things out was probably the biggest "name" of the night in The Acorn out of Ottawa. Playing on this night as a bass-less trio, the band started out with the gentle "Slippery When Wet" and maintained a mellow vibe with a some new material, "Misplaced" particularly making an impression. The set ended with a cover of Gowan's "Strange Animal", which I must confess made me wince initially, but the band imbued it with a new-wave energy.4

Listen to a track from this set here.

And then, about quarter to midnight, the whole thing was over. There were some other good shows going on around town, but I was feeling way too punchy to even think I could be up for more. Time to head home. Not something you'd want to do every Saturday, it felt like a bit of an endurance test a few times,5 but it was quite a day, and a nice way to mark a special occasion. And also, I'm guessing, the sort of thing one will look back on with a satisfied sense of, "I was there!".


1 Excitingly, John mentioned that KoTV will be having an EP release party September 24th at the Gladstone, so that total might go up again.

2 Although for the first song, she was also stomping a ring of bells 'round her ankle as well.

3 Although they didn't get back together in time to place a track on the compilation.

4 Was that Police-like reggae shuffle always there in the verses? I don't really want to go back to the source to check on it.

5 And by about the third time through the compilation being played as between-set music, I think I started to feel like I was in a sort of Friends in Bellwoods 2 indoctrination camp.