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Heeding the Siren's Call at FME 2023

Main Image: Milk TV at Diable Rond for FME 2023. Credit: Clifton Hanger. 

Much like the Monarch butterfly, year after year fans of music have made their own long migration north. It might be instinctive, or maybe it’s the siren’s song known as FME, Festival de musique émergente that summons the Odysseus-like trek to Rouyn-Noranda, Quebec, a town known for its minor league hockey team The Huskies and the Horne smelter. The world’s largest processor of electronic scrap (and unfortunately, lately in the news for the toxic fumes spewing from two huge Mordor-like smokestacks that tower over the city). For the four days, the long time mining town becomes the hub of all things hip in music, and this year's edition ran from August 31 to September 3.

Thursday was spent at the outdoor stages, as the main stage hosted an eclectic group of bands. First up was Amsterdam’s Mauskovic Dance Band, with the term dance band is somewhat of a misnomer. Their sound is quite danceable, but it's more electronic afrobeat with a touch of drum and bass on the side. When the band started, the audience was sparse, but that quickly changed with the crowd growing larger as the night progressed. 

By the time local favorites Bon Enfant arrived on stage the closed off main street was packed from near to far with excited festival goers. Consisting of members from other notable bands like guitarist Guillaume Chiasson from the band Punctuation, Mélissa Fortin and Daphne Brissette both from the Canilles and Étienne Côté on drums, who performed later at the fest under his Lumière persona, the eclectic group of players grooved thru their 70’s inspired set.

Mélissa Fortin of Bon Enfant. Photo Credit: Clifton Hanger. 

Closing out the main stage was The Quebec Redneck Bluegrass Project. Although the band didn’t have a new album to showcase, they had no trouble spanning their back catalog for songs to play.  After a frantic show in Rouyn-Noranda, which included a three song encore, the crowd refused to let the band leave the stage.The true road warriors that they are, drove all night and I imagine into the early morning to be back in Montreal for their weekend set of shows with the Montreal band Bad Uncle. From what I heard the effort was not in vain for both Bad Uncle and the Quebec Redneck Bluegrass Project did not disappoint.  

One of the standouts from Friday’s lineup was Montreal’s Nora Kelly Band. Part of a Mint Records showcase that included the art rock trio Heaven For Real, which was just finishing up as I arrived. But I can say from the smiles as people exited they must have put on a heck of a show. As for Kelly, she charmed the packed QG Salle De Spectacles with her innocent banter and calming blend of shoegaze and alt-country songs, of which she played much of her latest album, Rodeo Clown  and selections from her earlier EPs, Lay Down Girl and Perfect Pig. For all those interested, Nora Kelly Band will be playing Pop Montreal on September 28th.

Also making her mark on Friday was Innu singer-songwriter Kanen. Her concert was heartfelt with a thump as she played through her latest and first full length album, Mitshuap, after which she received a standing ovation from the audience at the newly renovated Agora Des Arts. The hardest worker of the evening award went to Montreal  hip hop artist Fouki. The words flowed along with his frantic pacing across the stage as the mixed tape took off after he was joined on stage by another hip hop artist who performed earlier at the main stage, Greg Beaudin. The two together brought so much positive energy to the stage the show just seemed to take off from that point on, much to the delight of the packed main outdoor stage. 

The festival reached the halfway point on Saturday and the beautiful late summer weather continued, which made for a fantastic afternoon of music on the smaller more picturesque outdoor stage situated on a waterfront. This venue turned out to be the perfect setting for Vanille and her 60’s era French chanson, singer-songwriter Rachel Leblanc transported the audience to the south of France for the afternoon. 

Crowd surfing during the Fouki show. Photo Credit: Clifton Hanger.

Saturday evening heralded two of the more talked about bands of the festival. First being the Brussels electronic/jazz ensemble Tukan who were due for their second of three concerts of the festival. They started their weekend Thursday afternoon with an unscheduled pop-up concert at the feet of the dreaded Horne Smelter. With each engagement, the quartet seemed to be getting more electronic and less jazzy. Leading to the Sunday outdoor show was without any signs of jazz, more of a full on rave. Saturday night saw them playing in a dank sweaty basement that inspired thoughts of New Order at the Hacienda. 

And then there was Truck Violence, 1 AM at Cabaret De La Dernière Chance. Like three semi-trucks speeding towards the abyss, the experimental rap trio from Western Canada left nothing behind but the scattered remains of the audience's ear drums on the barroom floor.

 Sunday’s are a little sad at FME with the knowledge that the trip to ‘Wonderland’ is nearing its end and the long bus ride back to reality is only a sunrise away. But before that there was still much to enjoy including the ‘Spectacle de Clôture’ group of shows at the lakeside stage. Of which the aforementioned, Étienne Côté was the stand out of the evening if not the festival. Côté left his mark on the first day of the festival when he joined his Bon Enfant bandmates on the main stage. This time he was performing as his glam rock alter ego, Lumière, channeling the music and vibes of the 70’s while singing and playing the piano like a modern day Jerry Lee Lewis. 

For the last few shows of the festival it was back to the small bars that host the late night fare. Montreal producer and songwriter Sam Woywitka's newest creation Samwoy was holding court at a very hot and steamy Cabaret de la Dernière Chance. Although the sound quality wasn’t the best for this show the band powered through most of their most recent album Awkward Party, including "Hate Me", "Cheer Up Buddy" and "GUTS". Like the Nora Kelly Band, Samwoy will be playing at Pop Montreal this year.

One of the most bizarre shows of the festival had to be the last one I saw, and that was Saints Martyrs. Held in the basement of the Petit Théâtre du Vieux Noranda, dark, bleak,  with only one stark red overhead light swinging like a pendulum to light the room. Imagine a man dressed in a monk’s attire moaning and groaning, spouting esoteric prophetic lyrics as the band of guitar and synth drone in the background of the most macabre post punk art slam dance.

“This is it, there is no more music, the fest is over, go home.” Quotes singer and frontman Frère Foutre, then carrying the bass drum like a crucifix he drops to the floor and slithers on his belly, snake-like across the basement floor to the exit. Cue the room lights and an end to FME 2023. 

Clifton Hanger hosts Brave New Jams, every Saturday 10-midnight on CJLO.

 

FME 2023: A Preview

My, where does the time go? It seems not that long ago when I was basking in the glow of FME 2022, hungover from the thrill of a festival in such a far off remote part of the province, having the opportunity to see acts like Gustaf and Gus Englehorn for the first time. But that is what FME, or Festival de musique émergente is all about: Being exposed to music, often new, experimental and never boring. The 2023 edition is set to get underway over the labour day weekend in Rouyn-Noranda, Quebec. 

Spread throughout the small northern town, this year’s edition of the festival kicks off on Thursday August 31st (bright and early Thursday morning, to be precise), with a duo of concerts by Atchoum, a youth rock project for the kids and parents alike. Treating the audience to her new album Autour de Moi, Atchoum, aka Véronique Gagné, invites everyone to share in a celebration of music and imagination. After a pause in the afternoon, the festival revs up with non-stop shows the rest of the evening and into the weekend ahead.

Unless one is a resident of the Rouyn-Noranda area, it is far away from just about everywhere (It’s a seven hour or so drive from Montreal, if anybody is thinking about it). While the festival attracts visitors from Montreal, Quebec and from across Canada, there are also large amounts of visitors from around the globe. Montreal multidisciplinary artist N Nao will try to ease all the weary arrivals after a long bus ride or flight with songs from her latest album L’eau et les Rêves. For those with a little more energy, Amsterdam’s Mauskovic Dance Band will be showcasing their hazy rhythms and dubby percussion at the big outdoor stage, Scène Vidéotron. Closing out the outdoor scene will be the punk-bluegrass band The Québec Redneck Bluegrass Project. Continuing the banjo punk theme, Margaret Tracteur will hit the stage late night at Espace Lounge. Closing out the first day are a couple of Montreal’s art rock bands - Pressure Pin and Yocto.

After a crazy first day, an energy bar might be needed; fortunately twins Mark and J.Scott Grundy and with help from keyboardist Cher Hann form Heaven For Real and I imagine will be playing selections from their latest EP, Energy Bar. They are part of a 5 a 7 sponsored by Mint Records. Also on the bill is the Montreal Alt Country artist Nora Kelly Band. Putting a closure to a madcap second day are some late shows by two European bands. First from Paris noise rock band The Psychotic Monks and from Brussels, Milk TV will explore the boundaries of post punk. Montreal art punk band La Sécurité will try to put an exclamation point on the day with their 1am gig.

Like the Energizer Bunny, FME is the festival that keeps on chugging. Saturday has lots in store for fans of ambient electronic music with Mélissa Fortin, Patch, Night Lunch and Cedric Noel providing ample opportunity to aimlessly ogle the Nikes. Montreal folk artist Arielle Soucy showcases her two self-produced EPs, Shame and Waterway and Unresolved Collection during a 5 à 7. For those in more of a hip-hop mood, Fraud Perry, also from Montreal hosts her own 5 à 7. Yes, the festival conundrum of conflicting schedules, always a pleasant burden at FME. From the Innu community of Uashat mak Mani-Utenam, Canadian music award winner for indigenous artist of the year, Kanen will present her recent work Mitshuap. Things pick up late night when garage bands Les Lunatiques and DVTR might just turn the volume up to eleven for their appearance at Daible Rond.

It is said, ‘all good things must come to an end.’ If that’s true then why not go out with a bang? I’m not sure if this was the intention way back when the tradition of the Sunday night metal extravaganza started but it certainly seems to be the case. Last year ,American metal icons Dying Fetus headlined the evening. This year a trio of death metal bands from la belle province will endeavour to carry the torch. Starting with Guhn Twei from the infamous Notre-Dame district of Noranda. Up next is B.A.R.F. (need I say more?). Closing out the head-banging evening are none other than the Abitibian metal icons Mononc’Serge and Anonymus

This year's closing ceremonies will be held on a scenic stage overlooking Lake Osisko with Vanille, Hippie Hourrah, Lumière and Philippe Brach partaking in the festivities.   Anyone still looking to party till the lights come on (heck, the bus ain’t leavin’ til six in the morning) so if you're looking for something to do, art punk quartet Saints Martyrs and grunge veteran ViloeTT PI will get started just around midnight. 

Those are just some of the goings-on during FME 2023. I’m sure I omitted lots of great music, not to mention the pop up events that take place in the oddest parts of the city; another activity the festival is famous for. Be it a garage parking lot or back alley, only the Shadow knows what's in store over the Labour Day weekend. 

Clifton Hanger hosts Brave New Jams, every Saturday 10-midnight on CJLO.

Interview: Amy Miller and Manufacturing the Threat

At The Movies Host Remi sits down with Amy Miller the director of Manufacturing the Threat, a new documentary film screening in Cinema du Parc this Friday (August 25th) and the following week. 

 

Oppenheimer: A Mammoth Moment In History On 70MM Film

Traditionally, the summer is a season of escapism, blockbusters, and franchises in the movie industry. Oppenheimer, heavy in dialogue, tone, and subject matter is this summer’s exception to the rule. The father of the A-Bomb gets the big-screen treatment in this prestige film about one of the most important events in human history that has taken summer cinema by storm.

Directed by Christopher Nolan and starring a formidable ensemble headlined by Cillian Murphy as the eponymous subject, the film is based on the life of J. Robert Oppenheimer and is particularly guided by his biography, American Prometheus. In this case, the symbolism is apt. Just as Prometheus was punished in the Greek myths for stealing fire from the Gods to give to humanity, so too did Oppenheimer suffer greatly (albeit a much less macabre fate) for decoding the secrets of the atom in the service of his country and the world.

Much of the facts depicted in the film are a matter of historical record, so I don’t personally see any danger of being spoiled before going to the movie theater. The film depicts a large chunk of Oppenheimer’s life nonlinearly, from his student days in Europe and his trailblazing career in academia pioneering the field of theoretical physics in the United States to, more pertinently, his rise to the head of the Manhattan Project and the creation of the atomic bomb, his subsequent appointment as an advisor to the Atomic Energy Commission after the war and his downfall as his security clearance was revoked, discredited in the eyes of the public as a security risk at the height of the McCarthy era. 

Murphy’s incredibly emotive performance and Nolan’s technical mastery of the lens come together in a powerfully evocative way to unpack the complexities and contradictions of arguably one of the most brilliant scientists of the 20th century. I would be remiss if I did not say that the supporting actors absolutely held their own in every scene as well, with special mention going to Robert Downey Jr. for his performance as Lewis Strauss, Oppenheimer’s chief tormentor; whose capacity for resentment, manipulation and vindictiveness reveals itself in a slow burn, climaxing in an act of betrayal that would end up haunting him at a crucial moment in his career that unknowingly mirrors Oppenheimer’s as Strauss continually attempts to justify his actions until the bitter end. Most notably, the depiction of the Trinity test at Los Alamos has been buzzed about since the trailer was released and I must say that it is undisputedly the highlight of Nolan’s career. He treats the moments leading up to the explosion with the gravitas and care that it deserves as he ratchets up the tension using the setting as the main focus with the acting merely accenting the scene. When it happens…all I’ll say is that it’s the closest anyone who wasn’t there will ever get to experience the emotion of humanity entering the atomic age. It is also an example of how Nolan uses the IMAX format to the movie’s utmost advantage – and I suggest that moviegoers watch the film in IMAX theaters for the most immersive viewing experience. My only negative note surrounding the film is its length. Three hours is a very long time to watch a film, even a historical biopic like this, and I believe that if it was tightened by 15 minutes or so, it would have been phenomenal. But that’s only a small, very subjective quibble in an overall excellent movie. 

In summary, I would say that this film is one of the finest movies released so far this year – in fact, it’s arguable that this could be hands down the best movie of the year period - and I would not be surprised one bit if there’s at least one Oscar in its future.

 

Review: Past Lives

Past Lives is the directorial debut feature of Celine Song, and one of the best films of the year. After making its premier at this year’s Sundance Film Festival and garnering positive reviews from critics  it’s now in theaters. Past Lives is a meditative, slow film about first love that has been lost, the immigration experience, and of the nature of relationships. Take the first scene of the film where Nora (Greta Lee) is sitting at the bar alongside her first love, Hae Sung (Yoo Teo), and her husband, Arthur (John Magaro). From a distance, there is an audio overlay of bar patrons trying to analyze their relationship, and hypothesizing where everyone fits into Norah’s world. As the camera gets closer to Nora’s face, she looks directly at the audience, possibly signifying that she has finally heard the conversation that the bar patrons are having about the two men seated next to her. Central to the film’s plot is the relationship between Nora and Hae Sung, a friendship that has turned to romance since childhood. Despite the fact that Nora is now married to Arthur, they keep on finding each other at different moments in their lives. 

The story begins in South Korea, where the ambitious and outgoing Nora, is foiled by the diffident Hae Sung. Song uses their differences as a catalyst for developing their deep friendship. What starts out as a platonic friendship, grows into romantic love as Nora develops feelings. All of this transpires while knowing Nora will be leaving soon with her family to emigrate to Toronto. Nora seems to be excited about going, however, it seems that Hae Song isn’t ready to bid farewell. A few years pass and both characters have different life experiences. For instance, Hae Song continues forth with his life while being in the army and having fleeting romances. Nora is on the other end of the globe in New York, studying theater and writing. By chance Nora finds Hae Song over Facebook and the two reconnect and start a long distance relationship, but at a certain point it becomes overwhelming for Nora, who wants to take a break. She goes to a writer's retreat where she meets Arthur for the first time,  and they develop a relationship. Hae Song, wanting to reconnect with Nora, finally decides to take a trip to New York, where they spend a week exploring the city together, reminiscing on their past lives with each other. While Nora is happily married to Arthur, things complicate when her childhood friend, who she’s had a deep connection with, re-enters her life. This is one of the poignancies of Past Lives

How Song keeps the production tight for an honest and raw performance is also to be noted, and is comparable to performances in Richard Linklater’s Before trilogy; such as when Hae Sung and Arthur meet for the first time. The tension between both of the leads and Arthur was well built up. Where most directors would take this story and heighten the drama to create tension of a woman torn between two men, Song takes a meditative approach on the relationship, shifting the lens more so on the experience of having a first love and the passage of time. I implore you to seek out Past Lives when it arrives at your theater this summer. 

Remi co-host’s  At The Movies, which can be heard every Tuesday morning from 8:00 - 9:00AM. Tune in for discussions about movies, soundtracks, and iconic film scores. At The Movies also covers film festivals that are located in Montreal.

 

    

 

Shazam Fest 2023

In the Eastern townships of Quebec, just outside of Ayer’s Cliff, Shazam Fest took place over the July 13-16th weekend. Thursday through Sunday, and I had the opportunity to check out Friday’s lineup. Since its humble beginnings eighteen years ago the festival of circus and music has grown up to become one of Quebec’s best kept secrets. Held on one of the most idyllic festival sites around, with a hidden valley that leads to a natural amphitheater and the Shazam village which hosts the festival’s stages and vendors.

While I was there I heard good things about the previous night’s festivities. Punk acts Ultrptérodactyle and General Fools launched the festival with a raucous start, blowing the roof off the small stage. There are three stages at the festival, the main Shazam Stage, Small Stage and for the Hip-Hop and electronic music fans the newly renovated amphitheater. People will be getting their daily dose of rhythms in a setting reminiscent of an ancient stone amphitheater. For the kids Thursday also hosted the opening of the weekend long Shazam Olympics, with an inaugural boat race held on a lake that runs through the festival site. For the teenagers there was a Chips and Pop Party at Le Temple Maudit. 

With hardly a dull moment to be found, starting with an afternoon jam session that featured PMR Ska Collective, Friday rang in the first full day of activities. With the sun starting to fade there was still a full evening of entertainment ahead. Fresh off the release of their latest single "Lucifer", Quebec band Gosier impressed with their freeform jams and retro inspired songs. Next up, without much down time between acts, was a plethora of hip hop performers. Featuring Will E. Skandalz, who organized and hosted the showcase that included Obzidion, Holden Stephan Roy who also sat in with Plomberie for a few songs as part of their Saturday night set. Chris Chrome, Natasha Marie, ShoBiz514 and Smoking Ink all collaborated on a very intense performance.

An homage to the circus sideshow of old and festival constant, Ziv's Freakshow never fails to shock and amaze with its feats of the strange and bizarre. Steve Winchester and Bijou Bisou thrilled the crowd with their blend of burlesque and self mutilation. Mr. Winchester closed a mouse trap on his tongue while Bijjou Bisou danced her way out of a straight jacket revealing her rather promiscuous attire. The Mighty Leviticus, a classically trained strong man clad in leopard print volunteered to be a substitute dart board and test the functionality of a coyote trap by putting his hand in it. Why? As Steve Winchester says, speaking to the audience, “for your entertainment.”

The Human Blockhead is the name given when one hammers a nail into one’s nose. This seemed to be a favorite as it was performed by both Steve Winchester and The Mighty Leviticus, with slight artistic variations. But like Bob Dylan going electric, Roxie Cage performed the Blockhead using a power drill and bit as opposed to the acoustic hammer and nail. Ms. Cage then went on to slice a cucumber and carrot on her leg, what she calls the Human Cutting Board. The final member of Ziv’s Freakshow was the sword swallower Daddy Red. Dressed as a quite scary clown, Daddy Red assaulted the audience with a mix of audacity and charm. To close out the show he swallowed a sword and then, while lying on Lego pieces, had The Mighty Leviticus walk on him while carrying Roxie Cage. That’s what I call teamwork.

Montreal psych rock band The Sunset Drip were set to make a return trip to the fest but unfortunately they were not able to strut their stuff due to thunder, lightning and rain of biblical proportions. As well, the fire fanatics Pyrocircus were also forced to cancel their show due to the storm. 

Although the rains made for an early end to Friday’s activities there were still two days of fun to go. Saturday Included the aforementioned horns and brass band Plomberie and the Amphitheater would be jumping all day and night with Imersao and Noviterra pounding the beats. The Shazam stage featured an evening of burlesque and a midnight set by Latin influenced band El Balcon

Sunday hosted the infamous Shazam mustache, beard and mullet contest that’s open to both amateurs and professionals alike. Beyond that Sunday is best known for wrestling which brings in the crowds from all over the eastern townships. This year’s Fight for Shazam! featured Johnny la Magouille and his Acolytes. “A huge crowd comes out because of the wrestling,” says Ziv Przytyk, the artistic director of the festival. “Admission is free all day on Sunday, so lots of folks with kids come to watch. It's like a spectator sport all around: the squares watch the freaks, the freaks watch the squares, and everybody watches the wrestling—it's a lot of fun!”

Every year that I return to the festival I am always surprised by how much it has grown from its humble beginnings that started as a vision and a dream. Be it with the influx of attendees, the growing number of vendors or improvements to the infrastructure. Like this year’s big addition, showers for the campers. With ample space for camping, great vibes and a copious amount of mayhem are just some of the reasons for the festival’s growth. Or maybe because it's just a real good time.

30 Years On: Siamese Dream and In Utero

1993 was a good year to be a music fan: MTV was arguably at the peak of its cultural influence, CD's were flying off the shelves every day, and music fans were spoiled for choice when it came to what they could listen to. If you were among those who enjoyed alternative music, you were probably anticipating the releases of Siamese Dream by The Smashing Pumpkins and In Utero by Nirvana on July 27 and September 12 of that year. 30 years on, these albums are widely acknowledged to be two of the most significant albums in the grunge and alt-rock oeuvre. We’re going to take a trip down memory lane and see how these albums resonated back when they were released, then travel forward and see what their impact is today.

Back in 1993 there was Nirvana, and then there was everyone else. Many bands were trying and with only to various degrees of success, to ride the wave that Nirvana pioneered, the The Smashing Pumpkins being one of them. Carving out a name for themselves in this vast shadow, their sophomore album, Siamese Dream,  incorporated grunge while also weaving inspiration from other genres throughout, creating a softer and much more hybridized sound that critics at the time appreciated. The biggest difference critics noted, however, was in the attitude. The Smashing Pumpkins had a much more reflective and resigned perspective in their songs despite (or in spite of) the heaviness of the subject matter, whereas a lot of the other bands had material that was angrier, nihilistic and brash,  similar to that of Nirvana’s tone. In their own way, the band succeeded in taking the pulse of Gen X’s existential angst; the critical, commercial success of Siamese Dream establishing The Smashing Pumpkins as major players in the genre. 

In 2023, the album has aged very well. Melodically, it features a coherent flow that connects the album from beginning to end, with lyrics and themes still resonating in a major way. It all comes together to create this authentic and anthemic album that encapsulates certain emotional experiences of despair, loneliness and discontent that everyone grapples with at some point in life. Siamese Dream succeeds in connecting with the listener,  precisely because the songs' intensity of feeling comes from the band’s deepest emotional wells. Siamese Dream is probably a less widely known album, as The Smashing Pumpkins only achieved its greatest success later on in the decade with Mellon Colie and The Infinite Sadness. But in the big picture of The Smashing Pumpkins’ legacy, this album was an inflection point that arguably laid the groundwork for what the band would become known for.

As for the band that started it all, they were already superstars. The release of In Utero stood as the culmination of not only Nirvana’s fame but the ascent of grunge as a whole into the mainstream. Brash, defiant and stripped bare, In Utero leaned into exactly what made Nirvana so successful musically and then pushed the boundaries as much as they could. When it was released, the reaction was polarized, the lack of understanding about its abrasive and seemingly less accessible sound fueled much criticism. This caused many to compare it unfavorably to Nevermind, their breakout album. Relistening now, I admire their audacity in sticking to their guns, creating an album that was purely based on their vision and essentially telling the fans to either take it or leave it– reminding the public what the ethos of grunge is all about. In Utero does more with less, deftly going back to basics instrumentally while also providing a roller coaster of sound to listen to. The album also showed a kaleidoscopic range of emotions from fiery catharsis and cool introspection, to airy listlessness and earthy passion. Most poignantly, I can hear the cries for help in a saga where the ending is already known, played out for our consumption in real-time.  After the tragic suicide of Kurt Cobain and the subsequent disbandment of Nirvana in 1994, two things happened simultaneously: Nirvana’s iconic status was permanently etched in amber and the passage of time distanced Nirvana from the klieg light of fame’s scrutiny. During that process, there was a reappraisal of their discography and In Utero was the primary beneficiary. Once properly placed in the context of the band’s turbulent personal issues, critics have noted that the album features some of Nirvana’s most haunting and confronting songs, both lyrically and musically; and receiving the plaudits and cultural recognition they deserved. Plenty of ink has been spilled on Nirvana’s legacy in pop culture but my personal summation is this: without Nirvana, rock as we know it would have been a very different genre.

These albums were critically acclaimed back then among Generation X, and they still hold up now among Gen Z because the one constant from generation to generation is the universal, unwavering sense of rebellion and disillusionment.  Looking back, the alternative boom that these albums were a part of in the early ‘90s was a time of meteoric proportions. To the mainstream, this zeitgeist was invisible at first, bubbling under the surface. Then it was discovered, first by the tastemakers and then by the masses. Finally, those who hopped on the bandwagon tried to capture that energy and recreate it in a sterile environment. But the gulf in authenticity was like comparing a sparkler to a supernova, and fans were able to tell the difference between the posers and the real thing. Inevitably though, like all phenomena, the alternative zeitgeist ebbed away as society kept moving on toward the next big thing and those left in its wake had a choice to make: either jump on a new bandwagon, or try and keep riding this one—even 30 years on. 

 

Beyond Genre: A Playlist

My favourite part about making playlists on Spotify is finding the one “thing” that connects the songs to one another. The general theme of the playlist is probably the most important part, and from there, the rest flows freely. “Beyond Genre” was created in the same way. As a musician and lover of jazz, it’s interesting to see the many ways artists take the jazz genre and tweak it to create new waves of music that can’t be classified into one section or another. This playlist is a compilation of music that isn’t necessarily jazz, but where we can recognize influences through chords, melodies, or harmonization. 

 

Far from Here - Busty & the Bass ft. Magi Merlin

An artist who has found their way onto this playlist is Busty & The Bass, a Canadian band started in 2011 in Montreal. Their personal sound is so unique as it involves a vocal line, horns, stringed instruments and many more. This  song, “Far from Here” featuring another Montreal artist, Magi Merlin, is their brand new single and has a special place in this playlist for me. They are known to be a band that incorporates multiple musical genres into their tracks, and this track is a perfect representation of that. Magi Merlin’s addition to the track offers a playful yet soulful vibe, and the jazz influences are clear. Although they currently have two studio albums produced by artists such as KAYTRANADA and Tyler, the Creator, Busty & The Bass’ unique style is well brought out through this song. Their sound is similar to other artists such as Hiatus Kaiyote (whose tracks are also found on my Beyond Genre playlist) and Thundercat, probably one of my favourite bassists.

 

Black Qualls - Thundercat ft. Childish Gambino, Steve Lacy, Steve Arrington

Thundercat’s song “Black Qualls” deserves an honorary mention due to how complex the sounds found in it are. From funk to R&B, soul, electronica, and jazz, Thundercat truly is a genre-bending artist. Featuring Childish Gambino, Steve Lacy, and Steve Arrington, “Black Qualls” offers listeners a fun funky vibe with heavy jazz influences. The lyrics regard the fears of living as a young, black man in America and the struggles they are faced with. Due to this, the song hits close to home in many ways than one. Off his 2020 album It Is What It Is, Thundercat has various other songs that portray his style, and yet I choose to speak about “Black Qualls” because of its message, and the strong bassline that can be heard throughout the entirety of the song. If someone were ever in doubt of how talented a bassist Thundercat was, “Black Qualls” is definitely a song to listen to. 

 

Two Worlds Apart - Little Simz

As my goal for “Beyond Genre” was to essentially introduce the world to versatile artists and jazz influences, it’s necessary to mention a musician whom I wholeheartedly respect due to the sort of impact their music has had in my life. Little Simz is a British-Nigerian rapper, singer and actress who draws her inspiration from jazz, R&B, and blues. “Two Worlds Apart” off her 2021 album Sometimes I Might Be Introvert is one song in which these influences can be heard and felt, and perfectly represents the sounds and style she is trying to relay through her music. The track may be recognizable to many through its brilliant sample of Smokey Robinson’s song “The Agony & the Ecstasy”. The lyrics communicate a message of family issues, violence, and racism. 

Feel - Jacob Collier ft. Lianne La Havas

This artist is Jacob Collier, and if I had no true self-control I would’ve added his entire discography to the playlist. Collier is an English singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist. He is one of those people the world gravitates towards based on the way he speaks about music and his love for it. I don’t believe his music can be categorized as it’s derived from indie, neo-soul and jazz. He has a magical way of incorporating his love for the jazz genre into his art to create entire works. The song “Feel” featuring Lianne La Havas from his album Djesse Vol. 2 is a perfect representation of how he utilizes jazz influences, chords and harmonization and works them into his music. He is amazing in the way he makes and performs music, and many musicians can feel this through “Feel”.

“Beyond Genre” is an ever-growing playlist, a massive catalogue of songs and artists that represent the evolution and integration of jazz into other genres. It’s a way to discover artists that are adaptable to change and go beyond the categories of genre. I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed creating it! 

 

Listen to Beyond Genre here: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/29FJCUiJkzYAgcYpakFS6C?si=abb3b8f99a1f4744

 

This is Going to be Ryan Olcott’s Year: An Interview

“I felt awkward and weird most of the time because I didn't know shit, but now I know shit,” Ryan Olcott tells me, referring to how much has changed since he and his band, 12 Rods, last released new music. “My Year (This is Going to Be)”, came as a happy surprise to a devout, yet ever-growing fan base upon its release back in April; being the first new 12 Rods single in over 20 years.  I had the opportunity to talk with the Minneapolis musician, producer, singer, and lyricist over what lapsed into a two-hour phone call to inquire about his latest album If We Stayed Alive, releasing July 7.

The last anyone heard from 12 Rods was back in 2017 with Accident’s Waiting to Happen, a documentary chronicling everything from the band’s formation, the years they spent churning out some of the sickest, genre-defying music of the ‘90s, and regrettably to their disbandment; alongside the band’s commentary with the perspective of little more than a decade later on all that transpired. The end of the documentary sees a crestfallen Ryan, clearly in pain over the disbandment: what he then believed was 12 Rod’s fate.

Though before there were gnawing feelings of failure that would deter Ryan and the band from releasing new music for decades, there were the ‘90s. There were small punk bands scorning big labels, and then signing with them—there was feeling invincible. And so in 1992 when Ryan (vocals, guitar, synthesizer) joined his brother Evan Olcott (vox, synthesizers, guitar), Matt Flynn (bass), and Christopher Mcguire (drums), they would form 12 Rods; and within the next eight years, things would look up for the band. They would go on to self-release Bliss (1993) and then be the first American band to sign with V2 Records, with whom they’d release their first EP, gay? (1996) and their debut LP, Split Personalities (1998). All works would be met with positive acclaim.

Ryan recalls back to a moment in the late ‘90s when his friend Ryan Shreiber, the founder of Pitchfork, “had just started this online music thing and opened up his first generation laptop right in [his] room, and showed [him] that someone just rated [gay?] and gave it a ten.” There’s a telling silence that Ryan is back in time, being shown that review all over again. “How was anyone going to see any sort of credibility out of that? Even I brushed it off.” He continues,“we’re the reason people start picking on Pitchfork, because there was this period when they got corporate and big. It was the specific moment when they dropped us and people thought that was a low blow.” To the extent that even strangers would freely share their Pitchfork contempt with him, regaling me of the story where he was once “cornered in a club when a journalist nearly yelled in [his] face about how 12 Rods is the reason why Pitchfork sucks.” This was the moment when 12 Rods’ stature began to dawn on him, having realized “that [the 10-star review] had gone way deeper than [he] thought [12 Rods] dug.”

Within seemingly a blink of an eye, the new millennium reared its uncertain head. "All of the sudden there's Napster and the internet, and the major labels are freaking the hell out”, Ryan tells me. “They were starting to ask stuff of us that was way beyond our job descriptions, like how we would make the V2 website, or they’d ask us to figure out how to do merchandise sales on the internet”; artists even then weren’t sufficiently supported. “When they were asking us those sorts of favours we thought ‘yep it’s over, they have no idea what the future holds.’”

It was during this time Pitchfork would write about 12 Rods again since retracting the first 10-star review. Their 2000 release, Separation Anxieties, was not so much reviewed but disparaged with a rating of 2 stars and some petulant similes. The Accidents Waiting to Happen documentary gives fans a glimpse into the band’s faltering, hinting it was partly due to a lack of adequate support. Despite investing in the help of renowned producer Todd Rundgren (who has worked with names such as The New York Dolls, Patti Smith, and The Psychedelic Furs), the production for Separation Anxieties was left in the band’s hands instead. “We had to teach him how to work Pro Tools and we had to sneak in [the studio] on the off hours to do the editing ourselves because he didn’t know how,” Ryan reveals, despite knowing “no one will ever really believe [him].” All factors combined would lead to V2 Records dropping 12 Rods, to instead sign more palatable acts such as The White Stripes and Moby. The documentary also gleans how at only 25 years old he had to bear the brunt of 12 Rods’ fallout and lack of commercial success; of his “life and dreams [feeling] shot to shit, that all hope [was] gone.” Moreover, he had to take responsibility for the bankruptcy all on his own as the rest of the band had already bowed out. No one can point fingers at Ryan for his disheartened disposition, but only sympathize with his hardships of being left to clean the mess of bankruptcy and of the shattering, hopelessness that ensued from the fallout; a mess that would take him decades to sift through.

Talking with me on the phone now, however, is a much more optimistic Ryan. When I bring up the 360 degree change in mindset within the last few years from when the documentary was released up until now, he chuckles in a slightly embarrassed acknowledgment of his past reservations. From cursing life, fans, and 12 Rods as a whole, he states, “the documentary stopped so abruptly and it had this tight framework of what people perceive us as and there’s a lot more to the story.” The impassioned sentiments fans saw in the documentary are a candid glimpse into the reality of being utterly disheartened, and how visceral feelings of shame and failure can be. 

But now Ryan tells me, “[he’s] shutting all that old stuff out.” That “[he] still [has] issues, but they come out more colorful in songs and in different metaphors without sounding like ‘where I grew up’”; he says referring to the second track off of gay? and fan-favourite, “Make Out Music.” On it he sings, “I wish I didn't grow up / In the town that I grew up in / It kept me silent / It kept me stupid / Never fought back”; the consequences and isolation that stems from being unaccepted among one’s peers.  Or off of the same ep, take the song gaymo for instance, the western-influenced unrequited love song where in a somehow self-loathing yet simultaneously self-pityingly way he repeatedly sings, “everyone is cool except for me.” But luckily Ryan isn’t worried about any of that. “Lyrically, I don’t think the audience is going to miss that angst-y negativity that I was singing about at all, nor will they compare and contrast what I’m doing,” he asserts. “I think what they’re going to hear on the new album will supplement that void.”

And “My Year (This is Going to Be)” succeeds in doing just that. The song begins with lyrics questioning, “where did the last few years go?” The ensuing lyrics resolve, “they just disappeared into the candlelight”; the burning flame of hope he didn’t even realize was within himself all along.  “What I’ve been through has been tortuous,” Ryan says, “a kind of fucking living hell at times.” Except one would never have gleaned his past hardships from listening to the track, as they’re awash in rhythms deliquescent from their emanating warmth; the kind that elicit the absoluteness of a summer’s day and makes one realize the feeling is forevermore within every one of us. Although more than 20 years have passed since the last 12 Rods release, the song proves Ryan’s vocal delivery is as defiant and unrelenting as ever; making the gap of twenty years’ time nonexistent.

[“If We Stayed Alive”] is a literal statement of ‘this is what the record would have sounded like if 12 Rod’s did stay alive.’” Even if Ryan did the record himself, he tells me, “it’s exactly how [he] think[s] a 12 Rods record should’ve sound like to begin with.” Back then, “we wanted synths, we wanted samples, and all this production value for a reason that made more sense back then that doesn’t make any sense today to me.” He continues, “there were a lot of bands we wanted to model ourselves to sound like because we were just kids who liked certain bands and wanted to sound like them, but we’re so past that point.” Now, however, Ryan is writing for the music rather than writing for an aesthetic; being free from the impositions of the ‘90s. Back then, “it was just layering for the sake of layering because we didn’t know that our parts we’re bad. You could bury your vocals, you could pull some My Bloody Valentine tricks and it was in vogue to mumble your way through music because you didn't know what you were saying anyways.” With that, “vocals are much more present now and parts are simple. It’s not very messy, it’s very straightforward without being minimal.”

Ryan and the labels are finally “seeing eye to eye and making calls every day.” He knew deep down that it was time to release the album, as “everything fell into place really quick.” After finishing the record, it only took him six hours before he was signed to two labels. “It was much more exciting of a period than any other record I’ve released,” the catharsis in his voice speaking for itself. He’s hoping that he with the new album, he can live off music again; and surely after all he’s endured, he’s earned the right. “I don't want the castle on the hill, or the luxury sports cars,” like any other artist, he “just want[s] to eat daily and not have to worry about [his] rent.”

“I’m really aiming to get to that this time around, I’ve had a lot of situations where I do a certain project and I hit rock bottom back to zero because something wasn’t right and it's usually some price tag of a manager I couldn't afford, or some PR stunt agent of sorts that would’ve helped me but I couldn't afford that.” He continues, “but now I do have the support again, and there's enough of it for me to go ‘You know what? Why won't it happen this time?’” The sepia hues of nostalgia tint his words ever-so-faintly as he explains, “it’s unlike the old days when we didn't have the internet and we’d have to call the manager and the label on payphones on the side of the road—it was that long ago.” But he’s careful in not fully being swept away in what once was, appreciating how there is now “a whole new era of communication where [he] really feel[s] like [he] can level with all the staff and everyone involved all the time.” He fully returns to the present and exasperates, “it’s a world of difference.”

Ironically enough this early internet, Pitchfork history 12 Rods made—the same thing that may have played a part deepening the impact of their unravelling, is also the same thing that brings a lot of the youths to 12 Rods’ music. “There were a lot of people out of nowhere that became interested in 12 Rods over the past few years and it’s really wild to see because we haven’t played in years.” Among these people Ryan tells me, are “the kids [who] are reading up on all this stuff, writing about it and listening to it”, who came out of the woodwork sometime after 12 Rod’s Lost Time reissue in 2015. “It doesn’t feel weird but it just feels like ‘wow either these kids are really catching up and evolving or it’s just I don’t know…,” the shock that 12 Rods’ music lives on in the harbingers of the future, still seizing him.  Except these younglings don’t solely listen to 12 Rods just because of a 10-star review, they stay for the music. “When people write to me and tell me their experiences through [my] music of who they are and what they feel,” he says, “it blows my mind.” He continues, “the things they come up with, it’s very profound information and it feels like I’ve saved a lot of lives— it feels like I’ve changed people’s lives.”

Throughout our conversation, Ryan realizes that all of his projects begin because he subconsciously feels an obligation to his communities. “I'm always trying to write for someone or something else,” remarking how even 12 Rods is the product of the same ethos, never forming in the first place if it weren’t for their friend needing a band to play at a party. “I’m given this strange task to make a musical project to make something for an event and it ends up being the next thing I’m doing for the next 8 years.” I think he quips when he says, “if someone wants me to write a bossa nova song, or they want me to write a string arrangement I’ll learn how to do it in a couple days.” Except his solemnity speaks for itself when he insists he’ll go beyond their expectations.  “It’s fun to approach making music like that because I have a reason,” he says; highlighting how people and our relationships with and to others is what makes life meaningful, and worth living. 

Now Ryan knows he can do this right; not solely for his own redemption, but to make the former 12 Rods lineup, and the ever-growing fan base proud. Confident in his abilities as a musician, producer, and lyricist more than ever these days, he’s able to show up for all the other communities that believe in him; knowing there are others who do believe in him. For instance, “LGBTQ+ communities, and all these other communities really identify with 12 Rods”, he ruminates.  “I’ve only heard this and I’ve seen things online but some furries—,” he begins, cutting himself off to ask whether or not I know who furries are. Chuckling, I reassure him I am aware of furries. He continues, “I don’t believe it but I’ve had a couple of furries tell me that 12 Rods is the first official ‘furries band’ or something like that”, due to the Lost Time album cover prominently featuring the head of a dog. “This community in their minds, all probably think we’re furries too but that culture has embraced us, and that's dope!” Even if Ryan and the rest of the band aren’t furries, the invaluable power of support and what it means to feel connected with others is evinced. He continues, “whatever culture it may be, as long as it’s a loving, positive culture and not hate related, fuck yeah!” It really does take a village.

“I'm getting closer now to people and community than I ever have before because of [this new album], and what's more important than that?” Ryan ponders. “I don't know. It’s pretty beautiful, I guess. And I never thought it’d happen through 12 Rods.”

 

Pre-order If We Stayed Alive on 12 Rod's Bandcamp here!

 

 

Piknic Electronik's Opening Weekend Knocks on Summer’s Door

Last Sunday everyone’s favourite summertime festival, Piknic Électronik, kicked off its 20th season with a solid line-up of some of the biggest names in the Electronic music scene; internationally and locally. Taking place from May 21 to October 1 every Sunday on Montreal’s Île Sainte-Helene, festival goers can catch numerous DJ/Producers perform on two stages. This year's line-up includes legends such as New Yorkers Louie Vega and Kerri Chandler, Montreal’s own and Piknic fan favourite Misstress Barbara, and Fred Everything. Returning this year with even more dates, the Off-Piknic series will be showcasing some big and exciting names. Check out Belgian-Techno producer Charlotte De Witte, Canadian duo Zeds Dead, the legendary DJ/Producer Green Velvet, and Claude VonStroke; just to name a few. 

Every end of May for the past two decades Piknic opens for the season. The opening weekend of the 2023 edition happened in a different but albeit familiar location. For the opening weekend only, it was held under the ‘Three Circles" sculpture by American artist, Alexander Calder; or more affectionately called "The Calder" by Piknic diehards. Going back to its original roots under "The Calder" is a great nod to its humble beginnings, where house and electronic music fans would come and enjoy great music every Sunday with their families and friends. Although the site around The Calder might have changed a lot, the nostalgia hasn’t dissipated one bit. 

As we enter the festival ground, we’re greeted with the sight of The Calder and Montreal’s Old Port, downtown view in the background; the main stage nestled along the waterfront heading towards La Ronde’s parking lot, steps from its now regular location. On a hot Sunday, the mood was a festive one and everyone's now-iconic-Piknic Buckets fulfilled. For a moment, we forget we’re still in the latter half of spring. The Scène Fizz, Piknic’s main stage, was already packed with hundreds of partygoers dancing and cheering to the sound of Montreal Duo The Neighbors and belting out some dance floor anthems. The duo seemed to be enjoying themselves just as much as the crowd, interacting with them every so often.

On the Scène Piknic, the second stage under The Calder, Isabel Soto was dropping some heavy techno tunes in front of her hometown crowd. Perfectly setting up the dance floor for the techno finesse master himself, DVS1, closing out the night on the second stage. The night's main event was none other than the legendary Louie Vega, whose career spans almost three decades and has been a major pioneering force behind the New York house sound. Wearing his trademark hat, Louie Vega didn’t waste time getting the festival goers in a dancing frenzy. The Nuyorican legend dropped beats on the powerful Piknic sound system playing well into the night, with a captive audience dancing and moving to every beat. 

Tradition always sets up the opening weekend as a double header event. Monday’s line-up was as solid as the day before.  Even though Sunday was slightly cooler than the hazy summer weather of the previous day, it didn’t deter eager fans filling up the site early and catching Hey: Albert with Alexa Borzyk and Laura Scavo. Later, Montrealer from France DJ, Numea Daze, showcased his wide-ranging taste in electronic music. He is the man behind Bolting Bits, a website dedicated to exploring and spotlighting the wide-ranging variety of genres that make up modern electronic music. Ending off the night, Italian producer Deborah De Luca, made her long-awaited debut at Piknic. Initially scheduled to perform back in 2019, she’s finally gracing the stage for this year's edition. Putting on an amazing performance that perfectly capped off a great opening weekend.

Going back to the original site as an ode to the past was a nice touch! The site has been heavily modified over the years and the old school fans have gotten older (me included). I first attended Piknic Électronik back in 2007, when it only cost 10$ to get in and entire families would spend their sunny Sundays listening to great DJs spin their music over the sound system. Like everything, we grow and evolve yet one thing remains the same: even after all these years and the Covid hiatus, Picnik is still one of the best ways to spend your Sunday afternoon.

One weekend down, a whole lot more to go! With much more ahead and more great acts to come, we’ve barely made it past the gate.

 

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