Rakastatko Hirviö Miestä? Fun in Finland with Lordi and Friends

Finnish is an unusually impenetrable language. I'm lucky to know a few, and mostly can work my way around any Latinate or Germanic language, but Finnish is something else entirely. This is how, on a Saturday night in downtown Helsinki, I found myself in a room about the size of Club Soda, surrounded by many very tall people, understanding very little of what was going on. From the stage, the banter came fast and unfathomable:
"unintelligible, unintelligible, unintelligible WHO'S YOUR DADDY unintelligible", followed by the roar of the sizeable and enthusiastic crowd. 
 

Hovvdy - St. Patricks Sweetness

Picture this: official St.Patrick's night on a Monday, after the first of many sunny springtime weekends in Montreal. Everyone came alive these past few days, eagerly crawling out of our winter cocoons. Spring welcomed us back with the classic Irish cheer they speak of, and this energy was palpable as ever outside of Bar le Ritz, a reliable spot for weekday shows. The crowd was a melange of people, loud with conversation after a seemingly long day of celebration. Impatiently watching the band set up, it felt as if a song was being communally held in. 


Cadence Weapon’s home-field advantage at Casa Del Popolo

  Acclaimed hip hop - poet - author Cadence Weapon gives Montreal a kiss at Casa Del Popolo with Fireball Kid & Ura Star


Discordia 08: The 2024 Encampment for Gaza

Montreal hosted the longest lasting Gaza solidarity encampment in North America. In this episode, learn how student activist at Concordia and McGill made it happen and their ongoing struggle for Palestinian human rights.

This project is funded by the Community Radio Fund of Canada.

Art by James Fay


Friko Freaks Out at Bar Le Ritz

Any show which can rouse me from my Monday mid-afternoon, post-Hive free lunch nap better be one worth writing home about – Starcleaner Reunion and Friko’s Monday night show at Bar Le Ritz was worth every second and the near 40-minute trek it took to get home.


Golden Tickets, Poutine and a Gift Card to Chilli’s: Welcome to a BBno$ Show!

If you didn’t already know, this Vancouver-based artist’s self-titled world tour made its last Canadian stop this past Saturday. “It’s Pronounced BABY NO MONEY” is a play on the internet’s constant mispronunciation of his stage name. I, too, am guilty of such violations. It wasn’t until OSHEAGA 2023—seeing him live for the first time—that I realized how wrong I’d been to insist on calling him BB-NOS.


Discordia 07: The 2023 CREW Union Campaign

As of March 10th, 2025, Concordia Research and Education Workers Union (CREW Union)m have announced that their membership will be on strike on March 12th in pursuit of their first collective agreement with the university. This episode an exploration of the union's origins and it's ongoing fight for better working conditions for teaching and research assistants at Concordia.

This project is funded by the Community Radio Fund of Canada.

Art by James Fay


Milk & Bone, a thirst for coconut water, and a climate warrior pop star at the SAT

    Montreal’s Milk & Bone, an electro-pop duo integral to the local music scene, celebrated the 10 year anniversary of their debut album Little Mourning at the Société des Arts Technologiques (SAT).


Underdressed at the MTELUS Symphony

Last Saturday night, Faye Webster ignited Montreal at the jam-packed venue that is Mtelus. The crowd was filled with 20-something indie kids dressed to impress in Pinterest-worthy outfits, ready for Webster’s return to Montreal.  Attending the show with my 16-year-old sister, we were especially excited as March 1st marked the one year anniversary of Underdressed at The Symphony. Many fans knew this and the signage represented that.


Pitchfork Readers Rejoice: Benjamin Booker and Kenny Segal Live in Montreal

Living in Montreal as a second-year university student, I am only exposed to very specific demographics: students, aged 19-24, almost all broke and opinionated. These are the people that make up my circles, and the circles of my friends and their friends, the only demographics I really have any reason to interact with. That’s why, when walking into Bar L’Escogriffe last Saturday, I felt transported into another world, a world far removed from my own. Filling the St. Denis nook were millennials from bar to wall, all toting Doc Martens and second-hand Carhartt vests.


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