the conscious state reflects identity in the fantasy. identity in reality is also identity in the dream but they swirl together to form something new and fresh.
I just can’t keep it to myself. It would be CRUEL. To both you, myself, and Ruby Coast.
I was excited when I saw the link to download their new album Whatever This is. I still remember being downtown in a tiny bookstore in Sarnia. My friends were playing some music so I decided to go. And that is when they hit my ears. It was superb, and they gave my friend and I a cd with maybe five songs on it. We must have listened to it 400 times that summer.
Now I’ve seen these boys both here in Ottawa, and sometimes when I hit up my hometown they happen to be there. At their last show I purchased a bracelet, which I get plenty of compliments on.
Good sounds ahead. Pinky Swear.
Anything Sufjan Stevens gets my blood pumping. So of course his interview with Pitchfork attracted all of my attention.
Click on Sufjan’s face if you care to read it. [Of course you want to read it]…
I recently found myself looking at records on Bank Street, I think I’ve said this before but I will say it again. Essential vinyl = WARPAINT. It’s on the top of my list. After groceries. Unfortunately, I can’t survive on record sleeves and crisp sounds. Too bad, though.
I’ve been repping The Fool pretty hard but I also managed to find an EP Exquisite Corpse that includes this lovely track…
Now, I was on quite a hunt last month for some track and new artists. My friend turned me onto something I had never heard of, but I sensed potential [he has really good taste]. How had I never listened to Kids & Explosions before? So I decided to check out Shit Computer and I was pretty satisfied with the beats I heard.
If you like what you hear and you want some more, you can get the album here.
And you probably know this is coming. My obsession is neverending. Yes, Toro Y Moi. February 22nd is getting closer…and you know what this means? Underneath The Pine can finally be yours.
Until then, you can watch Chaz Bundick dance and stuff in the Still Sound video. Yep, he’s still got it.
Even though I hate to do it, I have some serious research to do. CRTC, Usage Based Billing and all that fun stuff. You should actually care though, especially if you live in Canada. Internet metering won’t make you happy, nor your bank account. If you are a streamer of television shows and like to download music and the like, well…that might just have to change.
There is going to be a rally at Parliament on February 12th, you’ll probably find me there with my microphone. There’s more info on the Facebook Group.
What’s this I see?
Pouring rain and gusting wind?
I would much rather see a foot of snow than have soaking wet sneakers and an umbrella that keeps trying to fly away.
So let’s have hot chocolate and music instead, shall we? I’ve nestled into my desk this afternoon to finish my American Cinema paper and listen to sweet beats. And I can imagine I’ll be watching an episode of The Walking Dead soon enough.
I’m addicted to it. It gives me the creeps but I just love anything to do with zombies. Plus the plot and characters are amazing.
Found this video today of the national…and it’s featuring one of my favourite people. Can you guess who? How about you just see who. Sound quality is not the best but you can use your imagination.
Sufjan Stevens never fails me. Or my ears.
More things I fancy…
I first experienced this band last summer. They opened for Grizzly Bear in Toronto and I can still say to myself that was one of the best shows I went to that year. I think the fact that Feist showed up might have taken the cake. And…Brendcan Canning just happened to be hanging out five feet away from me. And…Here we go magic maybe sort of blew my mind. I’d never heard of them but once they left the stage I had to have more.
Maybe you already clicked the link and discovered for yourself that the music video is very strange.
I apologize. but I’m not really one for warning labels. I’m sure you’re making the same expression as the onlookers in the video. Either way, good song. I enjoy it. And I hope I get the chance to see them again.
A new discovery for December thanks to a friend of mine who likes to share.
WarPaint. I was impressed by the music and now I am in desperate need of vinyl. It’s definitely a contender for the next addition to my collection. Now here is to hoping I can find it.
Anyway, I’ll stop babbling and share the love as well…
One last note…IT’S ALMOST CHRISTMAS! Crack open your advent calendars ladies and gents. Now all we need is some snow in O-town and we’re set!
I often fail at blogging. But Multimedia has inspired me to keep going.
I can’t give up yet.
I wanted to update, I swear, I did.
So now, I will. First I’ll start with the things I meant to post months ago, but could not find the time.
Awesome experiences of times I miss now. Summer felt like a long time ago so lets have a flashback, shall we?
It will be like in the movies, when the character is going through terrible times in life ad thinks about the days of freedom. In my case, I am reverting back to summer 2010 to forget about this paper I should be writing, the ideas I should be cooking up for later this week, and the stress levels that will be dissolving within a month’s time.
Okay, so I’ve heard that Arcade Fire was one of the best concerts of the summer here in good old Ottawa. Can I just say I agree? Because being at the front of that show with 15 of your good friends makes for something amazing.
We must have waited for hours. We camped out. We watched everything get set up. And waited some more…
When it happened I think we all screamed. I couldn’t even think about taking proper photos because I could only dance and sing and be happy. And that was probably one of the best nights of my summer. Come to think of it though, I don’t really remember any surrounding events of the day. I think I was with my friends. I think there was commotion. I think something bad happened to someone. I think I was on my bicycle going as fast as I could.
But I know where I was headed. And the destination for the evening was really all that seemed to matter. Work all day and Arcade Fire all night. The End.
But not really the end because this is just the first part of the journey into the past.
My sister and dad came down during Bluesfest as well. So obviously I had to take my younger sister to a concert! How could I not? Hilarity ensued, since we were with obviously amazing people who happened to be drinking big gulps. I think their tongues turned purple or red or some other colour not natural to the human mouth.
Anyways, we saw Stars. We missed Blonde Redhead. But I was okay with this.
I really, really like Amy Milan.
But I’m not going to lie. the first time I saw stars at the Bronson Centre about two years ago definitely trumped this show. It was far too tame for my loving. But still enough for my intense liking.
I think I slept really well that night. And my sister happened to meet a boy (man?) who would later turn out to be a big loser (in my books anyway). She learned…
I still remember the intense eyes comment that he made to Zoe. “Bitch eyes” is what he called them.
I laughed a lot. I think we all did.
And then we rolled our eyes. A lot.
My final Bluesfest Adventure was with my dear Julia. I almost sold my Weezer ticket. Almost. Then I didn’t. It was a good decision because I got to see Rivers throw garbage on the crowd and roll around in the garbage can which said garbage was once in. Entertainment at it’s finest. Really.
Unfortunately, due to being so far away, my pictures look like..well, garbage.
Fortunately, due to being so far away, I didn’t get anything dumped on me..like, well, garbage.
Basically people hate the new ablum and wanted the good old days back. Kind of like what I’m doing now. Luckily there was a pretty good mix of new and old to keep the crowd happy. Lots of sing alongs too. Could have guessed that though, right?
Bluesfest was amazing, but let me tell you, Folk Fest was a lot more chill, and therefore, at time, sometimes a little better. We laid in the grass for three days and listened to nice music. What more could I ever want? It was a perfect weekend with perfect music. The only thing that got to me was the commute. Once I was in Britannia Park, I was not leaving until the end of the day. But I did get to enjoy Bruce Peninsula several times that weekend. And other awesome bands. I have stories.
Including the best live performance of Crabapples I have EVER seen. Literally. He was on the ground. I wanted to be on the ground. I wanted to jump for joy. It was beautiful.
There was a lot of stomping in that tent. There weren’t too many people though. I was surprised because I love this band, so, so much.
Later we had The Acorn who I will actually be seeing in a few short weeks once my assignments have washed away.
One of the things I liked most about Folk Fest was the collaboration of bands. They would get onstage together and just go for it. Incredible.
It was kinda like this.
Hoots and Hellmouth, the Hidden Cameras, Arrested Development, Bruce Peninsula, and I believe Jill Zmud.
I might be missing something. My memory is foggy due to it being blasted with amazingness all summer long.
I discovered something new and different this summer. It was called Namgar. I can’t quite explain it, but it was amazing.
Before I try to explain it, experience it…
Yeah, I know. It was amazing. I’ve never heard anything like it. and what she was wearing was incredible.
If I ever have the chance to see them again, I will not miss it! Remember the name NAMGAR!
I also saw The Hidden Cameras that weekend, as well as Ramblin’ Jack Elliott, Horse Feathers, and Bahamas. I actually saw Bahamas the other night too, which I will get to later. There’s always a good story at his show.
Ramblin’ Jack was getting angry at photographers. It makes him lose his concentration. I refrained from taking photos, but others just could not seem to hold back. There was flashing all around. And Jack was not happy.
I also went and saw a movie about him the week before. It was really interesting. He’s had a strange and bumpy road. But it at least sounds like it was a lot of fun.
That weekend was quite rainy. I remember being in the rain with my umbrella. And I remember the schedule being changed. It was upsetting because it messed up my plans of seeing ALL the bands in their entirety. Jack was cut short, I’m afraid.
Here are some Hidden Cameras photos. I was dancing a lot. Next to the guys from Horse Feathers. Naturally, I don’t even have the guts to tell them how awesome their music is. I love their music so much. I think I might have explained this here before.
After a nice walk along the beach, through the grass, and so on (I also ate plenty of pad thai) I got to enjoy sweet, sweet music. Yes, more music, of course. How can I resist. Horse Feathers was practically a religious experience, and Bahamas melted my heart. You may have heard rumours he can be a bit of a self absorbed prick, but the man has a heart, and a beautiful soul, I’m guessing anyway. His songs make him seem like he does.
Funny story he told us…he wanted to swim. So he took off all of his clothes and ran into the water.
The water was up to his ankles. And he was wearing no clothes. There are PEOPLE around. I laughed a lot.
While I have no photos of either of these lovely bands, I can share this video of awesome via youtube. Thanks, youtube.
After this, I ordered my Sufjan Stevens Ticket. And then I proceeded to wait a few months to get blown away. I still can’t believe it has come and gone. I wish it could have lasted forever. I thought it might at one point, when he played Impossible Soul. I really did think it would never end.
The Opus Magnum of Love songs
The best show of my young adulthood.
I had basically devoted a few months to listening to The Age of Adz and All Delighted People EP. I mean really, I hardly listened to anything else. And I was surprised that no one knew any of the songs. But I guess I shouldn’t have been considering the album came out the day of the show. (I can’t resist, I pre-ordered it anyway so it’s not even stealing…)
All I can say is I’ve never been moved so much by one person. I don’t think anything he makes will ever disappoint me. And I really hope he’s back in this area again so I can re-experience the magic of Sufjan.
oh and…he danced.
And I captured it on video. you can thank me later.
Well, I guess that’s enough nostalgia for one night.
I better move on to present times.
I actually saw Bruce P. again last month. I really can’t get enough. Also, when I went home I was lucky enough to have an encounter with Ruby Coast. I seriously adore these boys from Aurora. I was really sad I missed them in Ottawa BOTH times these past few months.
As for my Saturday night with Bahamas…well, that included Afie taking a girls phone and hanging it up before telling the person on the line she was busy. It also included him doing a final pose for the photographers before they stomped off.
“Now you can ask that pretty little lady to dance and you won’t have that clunky camera between ya.”
Solid gold, Afie. Solid gold.
I also met a pretty cool band this weekend, unfortunately I didn’t get to hear them perform. I just got to drink with them. They’re from Saskatchewan and they’re called Violent Kin. It’s not really what I listen to but I have to admit it’s good. Hopefully they will come back so I can actually see them on stage!
I think that’s enough.
The past few days have been a blur mainly consisting of Sufjan Stevens. If you still haven’t at least streamed the EP, you are seriously missing out. I’m not too worried about wearing the album out, because lets face it, can you really wear this guy out? I’ve listened to Seven Swans, Illinois, Michigan…probably hundreds of times but every time I put them on they still feel fresh. How is that? How does he do that?
I’m hoping witnessing him do this live might help me understand my favourite musician [of all time] a little bit more. I’ll probably just have my jaw dropped the entire time though.
OH, yes, ladies and gents. Perhaps I failed to mention that I have recently purchased a ticket to see this beautiful man in Montreal. It’s safe to say that once I see Sufjan, I’ve seen everything I’ll ever need to see, and I’ll be okay with anything that comes my way.
But anyway, I just wanted to say that even while at work, the tune of The Owl and the Tanager follows me. I leave my ipod behind, and it is nestled within the mess of my room somewhere, but the music seems to follow me, and it’s all mixed up in a mess of emotions. Since Friday, I’ve listened to it in it’s entirety, well over 15 times. Perhaps over 20 times. I don’t listen to anything else and though you may call this dangerous I call it working my way into understanding.
You can feel anything when you listen. Happiness, sadness, anger, frustration. The tension of last Friday, it all comes back so quickly. And every song makes me feel something, reminds me of something that I can’t quite put my finger on. Was it that one time, when I was 16…? I don’t know. I probably never will.
How can something so delightful, also be so depressing? But then, when I start the album all over again, it’s refreshed back to being happy. I think this could be one of the best of 2010. Usually, I try not to dig too deep, but I just can’t seem to help it because the music gets to me on such a personal level.
And since I’ve been listening non-stop, everything I do seems to be to the sounds of Sufjan. I’m not complaining, though.
Fridays are always awesome. But what makes this friday extra special?
Well, if you’re as much of a lover of Sufjan Stevens as I am, then I think you might already know the answer.
The new EP was digitally released today, but you can stream it here: http://sufjanstevens.bandcamp.com/album/all-delighted-people-ep?auto=mp3-320
I bought the download, obviously couldn’t resist and I need that on my ipod. But I look forward to getting my hands on the vinyl come December…Listen to it. You might cry. I did. Twice. So amazing.
And if you like Toro y Moi and his amazing beats (you know I do. Borderline obsession?) then you should check out the new video for Low Shoulder. Good track, CRAZY video. You might be a bit confused. It’s definitely different then say, the Talamak video. Definitely a lot darker. Check it.
As promised, many weeks ago…updates and photos. And I’m sorry, I really am. But this new job tires a girl out! Hopefully I’ll get better at this time thing, but blogging on time sensitive matters never really happens here…
SO the monday of Bluesfest was a free one in the market. And amazing. Jason Collett and City & Colour rocked it but I have to say, the audience surprised me. So much so, I had to get outta there!
When Jason came onstage my heart lit up, my soul lit up – yeah, I know, lame. But he does that to me. To the Dallas fans, not so much. I was confused (and annoyed) by the number of 16 year old girls and prepubescent boys who were saying rather loudly “who the fuck is this guy?” Um, who is this guy? It’s Jason Fucking Collett. Show some fucking respect. Who are these kids? And why do they not know who this amazing man is, when they probably go to every Broken Social Scene show in town. All I can say, is that I was slightly annoyed to have to hear “we want Dallas” as Jason sang I’ll Bring the Sun.
No hate on Dallas. I mean when I was 16 I loved him too. And I still think he’s an incredibly talented dude. I just really don’t understand why there are so many fans that exist when it comes to every band, that are so rude to other musicians.
It reminded me of the time I went to see Animal Collective last summer with Grouper opening. This girl can bow a lot of other talented musicians out of the water. But that night was disastrous. People were yelling, telling her to get off the stage, and that she “sucked”. I felt terrible. And it made it impossible for anyone to enjoy the music happening.
Sure, we all love AC, I mean that’s the main reason why everyone was there, correct? And Grouper is quite a lot more mellow, but just because you’re so anxious to get your groove on, doesn’t give you the right to bash someone in the middle of a performance.
Anyway, here is a rather crappy photo. It was hard to take with so many screaming teenagers around. They were edging their way towards the stage in hopes that Jason would be getting off of it soon. So, so, sad.
I’m sure he had better things to do though, such as continue drinking. Did I mention he was completely shit-faced? All the more reason to love him!
The crowd went wild when they saw Dallas setting up his equipment. Literally screaming. I just wanted to hear some music…while most of the other girls wanted him to get on one knee and propose before the sunset.
Although I didn’t see the whole performance, what I saw is obvious raw talent. His voice gets me every time. I guess I can understand why the teeny boppers were screaming…but I just didn’t feel it was necessary to take part. I’d rather enjoy what’s happening. Either way, I was overwhelmed by the crowd and had to sneak away for a pint.
Before I left, however, an interesting thing happened. People were passing out left, right and centre the two weeks of Bluesfest. A guy even passed out right beside me during Jason Collett. Drugs? Heat? Over-excitement? Who knows.
But this girl in the audience passed out, and Dallas, being the beautiful and sensitive artist that he is, stopped the song until he knew she was okay. Talk about gettin’ all the other ladies riled up. I felt bad for her though, I think I would have been more embarrassed than flattered.
The next post I make will be the best one, I think you know that though, because Tuesday = Arcade Fire
I also have some Folkfest experiences to share, including multiple orgasms with Bruce Peninsula, staring into the eyes of Bahamas (Afie Jurvanen), being sucked into the music of Horse Feathers, and much more!
OH! And listen to Sufjan!