I'm from a town of about 80,000 people. Once a year some monster rock band, the stones, def leppard, meatloaf, someone like that will traipse through town and do a festival concert and everyone loses their minds and french guys put extra light on their cars and buy new ball caps with the name of the band on it so that everyone knows who they're going to see.
So here I am in a town of 5 million. The other day I saw the Trews were coming to town. Thats cool, they're from halifax, I used to hang out in Halifax once in a while, its fairly close to home, not a bad band, good canadian boys and all that. So I picked up the local music rag to see where they were playing. Holy shit. The music scene here is insane.
Here's a little taste of who's coming to town. These are just the people I know of. I am no longer aware of the latest shitty pop act that the Much Music/MTV zombies are being spoon fed because, well, not my job anymore.
Deez Nuts
Third Eye Blind (the beatles broke up at one point but these geniuses have the nerve to stay together all this time and TOUR? You had one song. Maybe. Its time to let it go...or did they have a recent hit again? Ok two songs...die!!)
Queens of the Stoneage (sold out, shit!)
The Trews
Rihanna
Chemical Brothers
Ke$ha (someone say shitty zombie fodder?)
DOA (going to this wearing my team Canada jersey, I don't care if its lame)
Mark Ronson
Afro Celt SOund System (at the opera house...tempting)
Eddie Vedder
Donavon
Neil Diamond
Stone Temple Pilots
Chris Isaak
Lionel Richie
Usher
Santana
Doobie Brothers
Motor head (going to this one becase I think Lemmy's already dead and they just haven't told him yet)
Cyndi Lauper
Uriah Heep
City and Colour ('nother good halifax band I think)
Jimmy Eat World
DMZ
Cherry Poppin Daddies
Good Charlotte
Dead Kennedys
Weird Al
BB King (tickets are outrageous....second job maybe)
Elvis Costello (be worth seeing)
Grace Jones
Tribute to Hendrix, another to Miles Davis
And thats just between now and the 20th of April
I've also seen signs around for Iron Maiden, House of Pain, Sum 41 (last night)Social Distortion, Michael Buble, Tim Robbins (he's got a band, who knew) and Alan Jackson
Then there's about 10 music festivals.
Outside music...Billy Connolly is at the opera house doing stand up for a few nights, theres an Annie Leibowitz exhibit at the museum, the terra cotta warriors at another museum and half a dozen film festivals.
I have no closing thoughts on this, I'm just amazed, thats all. here's a link if you're curious www.drummedia.com.au
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Thursday, March 3, 2011
Trippy house music fetish hounds of oxford
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I'm sitting in a bar with a friend from Finland. We just paid $9 each for a pint of tiger. I paid less than 3 for almost a litre of the stuff last month in thailand. This kills me. I'll get over it. But it kills me.
The table we're at is covered in graphiti. There are people lounging on a sort of couch/bed covered in pillows and cusions behind us. Weird modern art is covering the walls.
We're surrounded by what look like art students maybe...four bikers, who might actually not be bikers, just gay guys, or both, are taking up a table beside us.
On the other side is a spanish couple. They're sitting on these ancient old chairs that look like they were built in the 30s. Ornate support exposed and literally framing the upholstery, claw feet, carvings at the apex of the curve on the back. At one time the chair and loveseat would have been covered in velvet. Someone, many years ago replaced that with leopard pattern. Its worn through in spots showing the foam beneath. They're fighting about something. She wants to leave but he's happy where he is. She's getting very animated. I almost hope she causes a scene.
There is a, I guess you'd say, band playing. A dj with a Mac setup with a deck and a digital scratch disk is laying down beats. A keyboard player with a crazy bank of midi is pecking out baselines and playing some strange melodies. On its own you would expect a rider on a camel to show up to see some sultan in a movie from the 70s. The whole thing creates this funky chill atmosphere.
Then a violin player steps up from the crowd, he's got a pick up on his fiddle. This has our attention. Outside a beer garden in Judic Cape Breton, when's the last time you saw a guy play a violin at a party? The guy gets up and pulls the bow across a string. One long note. And its got reverb. And its completely dischordant (is that a word). Then he pulls another. It sounds like in a horror movie when something is about to happen. Awful. Ruined the whole thing. Oh well, it was fun for a while. And the bartender wasn't bad looking.
As we were leaving, I noticed this place didn't have a name. Just a question mark over the door.
Probably should go home and get some sleep. School in the morning.
I'm sitting in a bar with a friend from Finland. We just paid $9 each for a pint of tiger. I paid less than 3 for almost a litre of the stuff last month in thailand. This kills me. I'll get over it. But it kills me.
The table we're at is covered in graphiti. There are people lounging on a sort of couch/bed covered in pillows and cusions behind us. Weird modern art is covering the walls.
We're surrounded by what look like art students maybe...four bikers, who might actually not be bikers, just gay guys, or both, are taking up a table beside us.
On the other side is a spanish couple. They're sitting on these ancient old chairs that look like they were built in the 30s. Ornate support exposed and literally framing the upholstery, claw feet, carvings at the apex of the curve on the back. At one time the chair and loveseat would have been covered in velvet. Someone, many years ago replaced that with leopard pattern. Its worn through in spots showing the foam beneath. They're fighting about something. She wants to leave but he's happy where he is. She's getting very animated. I almost hope she causes a scene.
There is a, I guess you'd say, band playing. A dj with a Mac setup with a deck and a digital scratch disk is laying down beats. A keyboard player with a crazy bank of midi is pecking out baselines and playing some strange melodies. On its own you would expect a rider on a camel to show up to see some sultan in a movie from the 70s. The whole thing creates this funky chill atmosphere.
Then a violin player steps up from the crowd, he's got a pick up on his fiddle. This has our attention. Outside a beer garden in Judic Cape Breton, when's the last time you saw a guy play a violin at a party? The guy gets up and pulls the bow across a string. One long note. And its got reverb. And its completely dischordant (is that a word). Then he pulls another. It sounds like in a horror movie when something is about to happen. Awful. Ruined the whole thing. Oh well, it was fun for a while. And the bartender wasn't bad looking.
As we were leaving, I noticed this place didn't have a name. Just a question mark over the door.
Probably should go home and get some sleep. School in the morning.
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