Consumerism is defined as the “protection and promotion of the interests of the consumer,” according to the Merriam-Webster dictionary. Dan Parker is looking to show that it is maybe time to update the term.
On March 29th, the latest installment of Rap Battles for Social Justice, “Rap Battles Against Consumerism”, will take place at Le Belmont, at 8 p.m.
Over the past two years, Rap Battles for Social Justice have been a part of a growing movement that uses hip-hop as a way to raise awareness and support for various causes. Dan Parker, the co-founder, head organizer, and often performer, has been at the forefront of all of the past seven battles. However, this chapter of the event will soon be coming to a close, as Parker will be moving on in order to continue his work as a teacher in British Columbia. “It’s a little bittersweet, these last rap battles, but I’m hoping they continue [after I’m gone],” Parker said.
This time on the cutting board is the theme of consumerism. Like all of the events, both sides of the topic will have a chance to use their lyrical prowess in order to make their case. This event is geared towards those who feel the need to consume less, or are concerned with their environmental impact through their own consumerism.
“In this battle on consumerism, we’re going to have both sides going back and forth, but it’s going to be fairly natural for some to take on that caricature, or maybe just say, it’s all about making that paper,” Parker explained. “Having those two discourses battle each other rhythmically, that’s what we’re looking for.”
According to Parker, this duality is all part of the fun. It has been prominent within hip-hop community, going back to the 90s, with the rise of socially conscious rap being juxtaposed with the gangster, bling rappers of the era. This has continued even in modern day rap music, with artists like Kendrick Lamar warning of the dangers of materialism on his last album, compared to artists like 2 Chainz, who are more focused on the glories of wealth and fame.
This event also is a late addition to the Concordia Student Union’s Anti-Consumerism Week that took place earlier this month. Rap Battles for Social Justice and the CSU are partnering up for this coming battle. These rap battles are also backed by the Concordia Urban Science department and CJLO.
The goal of these events, as described by Parker, is to have a consistent mix of professional artists perform with anyone who wants to step up and have their voice heard. The lack of formality and judgement at these battles are meant to be a way to include everyone, even participants with diverging views on the themes.
These themes being battled on stage have seemed to have struck a chord with many hip-hop activists who are worried about topics such as police brutality and climate justice. More than anything, uniting the community and providing a medium for the voices of artists is the endgame for Parker and the event.
Hosted by Patricia Petit Liang
Stories by Jeremiah Ho, Michael Foldvari & Patricia Petit Liang
Produced by Patricia Petit Liang
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LOCAL
By Jeremiah Ho
18 year old Daphné Boudreault was killed by her ex-boyfriend on Wednesday after she went to their shared apartment to collect her some of her belongings.
According to CBC News, Boudreault had been accompanied by a police officer and her mother for protection, but was murdered in front of them as soon as she entered the home.
Anthony Pratte-Lops has been charged with first-degree murder following this tragedy.
NATIONAL
By Michael Foldvari
Toronto's police watchdog has decided that it will bring no charges against police officers, following their investigation of an incident that caused the death of 43-year-old, Rodrigo Almonacid Gonzalez on Thursday.
According to CTV News, the civilian oversight unit saw that officers had exhausted all possible opportunities to non-violently deescalate the situation, and were therefore justified in using tasers.
Gonzalez was tasered 5 times by one officer and 3 times by another officer before he was subdued and taken to a hospital, where he died the next day.
INTERNATIONAL
By Patricia Petit Liang
5 people were killed in London by a British-born man on Wednesday.
According to Reuters, 52-year old Adrian Russell was shot dead following his attack and had previous convictions for grievous bodily harm, possession of offensive weapons and a variety of other public order offences.
Those who were lost on Wednesday include police officer Keith Palmer, 75 year old Leslie Rhodes, mother Aysha Frade and US tourist Kurt W. Cochran, whose wife Melissa was seriously injured in the attack.
On March 15th, KANPE held it’s 5th annual Karnaval, with the one and only Arcade Fire headlining the event. Co-founded by Regine Chassagne, principal member of Arcade Fire, KANPE is an organization that works in Haïti to help those who are facing extreme financial poverty. Meaning “Stand Up,” KANPE helps vulnerable families to reach financial autonomy.
As Arcade Fire had not performed in Montreal since 2014, I felt it was my moral obligation to see them. The last time I saw Arcade Fire play a show was at during their Reflektor Tour, when they played at Barclays Center in Brooklyn. During that show, myself and fellow volunteers were invited to dance on stage during their performance of “Here Comes the Night Time.” While I don’t think any concert can top that experience, I was still excited to attend the show and see my favorite band in their hometown.
The event started off with a DJ set and volunteers circulating through the forming crowd. The first official act was Fwonte, which got the crowd moving and ready to dance. Following Fwonte was Tito Marechai, who slowed things down a bit with songs pulled from reggae and blues roots. Following that was a couple of songs from Pierre Kwenders, who got the crowd moving again with his exotic dance moves. He also rocked one of the coolest outfits by far out of any other artist. Before Coeur de Pirate took the stage, a RaRa band (festival music from Haïti) played their way through the crowd. Coeur de Pirate played a solo performance, and even went for a cover of Drake’s “Hold on, We’re Going Home.”
Before Arcade Fire came out, Jason Sudeikis and Anne-Marie Withenshaw, the event's hosts, said a few words thanking everyone for coming and introducing the headliners. Shortly after, Arcade Fire took the stage and the first thing Win Butler said was, “Fuck Donald Trump for 1,000 years!” His words immediately led into a performance of “Windowsill,” a song they haven’t performed since 2008. Being from the States, I felt the emotional turmoil that resonated in the room as the crowd sang, “I don’t want to live in America no more.” After their heart wrenching performance of “Windowsill,” Regine Chassagne took the main mic to sing “Haïti,” alongside Haitian dancers. Her sparkling sequin fringe dress was hypnotic and mesmerizing. This launched into their performance of “Sprawl II: Mountains Beyond Mountains,” one of my all-time favorite Arcade Fire songs. Again, Regine stole the crowd with her dance moves and childlike charm.
However, the songs that blew me away the most were “Afterlife” and “Neighborhood #3: Power Out.” Win Butler ended “Afterlife” by falling to his knees as he sang out the lyrics, “It’s just an afterlife with you.” “Power Out” is also one of the those songs that you have to see live. It creates such an energy between the band and the crowd; it’s nearly impossible not to headband or jump during that song. With a huge snowstorm hitting Montreal that day, the feelings of “Power Out” felt even more real.
I’ve seen Arcade Fire three times now, and I have to say this was the most energetic and emotional performance of theirs I have ever seen. I’ve heard in the past that they enjoy playing smaller gigs as opposed to big venues like Barclays Center, and it shows. The energy in the room was electric from both the audience and the band. Although they try to recreate the same energy at their bigger shows, their smaller shows have a more intimate feel and bring the songs to life. Since they were playing in their hometown, I think the emotion was much higher. For me, Win Butler gave a performance that was passionate, something I hadn’t seen the last two times I attended an Arcade Fire show.
The evening started off slow with myself making my way to the venue, feeling really excited. Since the Stade Uniprix is a fairly new place, I had no expectations on how it was going to be; how big it was or how many people it could hold. Getting off at De Castelnau metro station, I noticed people were looking for the way to get to the venue, and I just followed the crowd. As soon as I saw the stadium, a huge line had already started since doors had opened and it was endless. I was thinking to myself, “holy cow, this is gonna be huge.”
After waiting to get inside, I quickly managed to get to where the show was happening. I did not know where to go since it was a new venue and all, but I soon managed to find the stage where Beartooth were setting up; it was a small stage, but the room had the capacity to hold lots and lots of people.
Beartooth
I really liked Beartooth as a opener—despite not seeing them at Heavy MTL last year, I had the chance to check them out this time. They have unique style of play, core grooves and really heavy breakdowns. I liked the chemistry the band had on stage between each and every band member; they were all interacting with one another and going crazy.
Their was quite a handful of mosh pits, but luckily I didn’t get stuck in them, or else I would have been destroyed! I myself don’t like mosh pits since I could easily get hurt. Just picture a really short dude getting into a mosh, it won’t be a pretty sight.
I also noticed very similar elements to A Day To Remember’s music, which they had in the song called “In Between,” one of my favourites from their set as well as “Body Bag.” Needless to say, I was really impressed on how much the crowd was into singing the choruses and melody, which completely blew my mind.
Underoath
Sadly, this was one of the worst and boring performances I have seen. All of Underoath's songs sounded the same, and did not have any core value, or remembrance of any kind whatsoever. Even though that I really liked how all the guys were on stage, I really just didn't like their music.
Bring Me The Horizon
After waiting, we were all finally here to see the main act: Bring Me The Horizon. Opening up the show with a sleek visual of shattered glass, the booming bass filled the room, you could feel it through your body.
The band kicked into “Happy Song,” which was surprisingly a lot better live than I expected it to be, hearing a bunch of screams from the crowd everyone started to sing, “S-P-I-R-I-T SPIRIT, LET’S HEAR IT!”
The mosh and chaos ensued, and I have to say, this was one of the most intense moshes of my entire life. During the whole show, everyone was singing along with the chorus of every song; at every line, you could hear everyone over Oliver Sykes’ vocals. Though his vocals were fine in terms of levels, the magic came from the crowd that gave me chills down my spine.
Bring Me The Horizon has been around since 2004, with numerous changes in styles from the deathcore of their debut to more poppy sounding recent tracks. It really shows how much they've evolved over the years with the music in their catalogue. One of the newer releases being Sempiternal, which is their heaviest album and best album to date, prior to That's The Spirit, was showcased a lot during the concert.
There was also a nice visual in the background which went along with the music, and I thought that was a little nice touch; it added more to their set and what they had in their background. They also had a killer light show!
During “Chelsea's Smile,” there was about four to six circle pits happening around me, and a wall of death that was so huge we were pushed to the side almost near the wall! I nearly almost died in the mosh pit because of how people were squeezing and shoving each other. It was so intense, I really needed a shower after the show and it was the best shower I have ever taken.
Highlight performances include “Shadow Moses” and its insane amount of crazy energy, as both the band and the crowd blew me out of the water completely, shouting “THIS IS SEMPITERNAL!” Another hit was “Antivist,” for the overwhelming amount of things that were going on. I myself was so into it, I got into a place where I thought, “oh my god I am gonna die!” Luckily, I survived all that madness. Other favourite performances were “Avalanche,” “Drown,” “Doomed,” “Sleepwalking,” and “The House Of Wolves.”
Overall, the concert was amazing. I loved how much all the bands interacted a lot with the crowd and that had a TON of energy on stage, save for Underoath. If I were able to see the same tour again for another night, I totally would.
CJLO presents your weekly music event picks for the week of March 20th.
On Friday March 24th, Anti-Vibes, Total Bliss, Paralix, and Ouijatrash are playing at Barfly. PWYC. Doors at 9pm.
On Saturday March 25th, Notre-Dame-des-Quilles will host the 6th edition of New Wave Night. This DJ event has no cover, kicks off at 10pm.
On Monday March 27th, the Courtneys, Monomyth and Mouthbreather will play at Bar Le Ritz. Tickets are 15$ in advance or 18$ at the door. Doors at 9:30 PM.
Bar Le Ritz is wheelchair accessible and has gender neutral washrooms.
CJLO 1690AM has your weekend plans covered! This was your show picks for the week of March 20th.
Album: Another Eternity
Artist: Purity Ring
Year: 2015
Label: Last Gang
Tested On: Grado Black – Realistic Lab 400 – Luxman R-1050 – Dynaco A-25
As soon as I heard Purity Ring’s song “Stillness in Woe” on CBC’s late night radio show The Signal, I put down my knitting and paid close attention to this captivating track. The Signal is billed as “your place for musical discovery” and in this case, for good reason. I was in the market for some new music at the time, and so I picked up a copy of Another Eternity. This is the second studio album by Edmonton’s Megan James and Corin Roddick, and is catchier and more straightforward than their first project, Shrines. Another Eternity is a punchy bit of synthetic dream pop.
The record comes packed in a heavy, bubblegum-pink gatefold and has a nice substantial feel to it. The colour of the sleeve is no accident: for the synaesthetically inclined, this is pink music, dig? A soft, holographic sparkle marks its sound. Purity Ring is more overpowering than Chvrches, and more cerebral than Grimes, but to compare the duo to either of these artists would not be too much of a stretch. If I had to find fault with this record, I would say that there’s too little thematic variation. It is cohesive to a fault, but this shortcoming is undone by numerous other redeeming factors. James’ lyrics, like those words you write down after a dream and are later unable to make sense of, have an immediate but intangible relevance. Her vocals, centralized and ethereal, merge with juicy electronic beats and sound a wee bit like candy—flavourful stuff.
Effects upon effects give an enjoyably processed art-pop colour to the album. Percussion jumps right through the speakers, and the MIDI synths are haunting and saturated. Though these sounds cannot have originated anywhere other than from a computer, they seem especially well suited to the vinyl medium. The magnetic warmth of analogue playback lends any recorded material an inviting, tactile character, and nowhere is this enhancement more difficult to ignore than with purely digital source material like this. This record is mastered to be loud and emphatic with a full-bodied low-end, and though I personally enjoy this trendy new approach, the old-school audiophile would not exactly be wrong to dismiss it as over-compressed. A touch more dynamic range would not have been unwelcome, but I’m being picky. All in all, this album sounds excellent, and I get a kick out of hearing such futuristic sounds on an LP. Check it out.
Hosted by Michael Foldvari
Stories by Jeremiah Ho, Karl Knox, Michael Foldvari & Aloysha Nowlin
Produced by Michael Foldvari
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LOCAL
By Alyosha Nowlin
A truck driver who reportedly refused to have his vehicle removed from the highway during last Tuesday’s snowstorm has been arrested.
According to CBC News, the 57-year-old Laval man is accused of impeding traffic on Highway 13, where 300 people were trapped overnight in the storm.
The man was arrested in his home on Saturday on charges of criminal mischief, and it was discovered that there was a warrant for his arrest in Ontario related to a fraud investigation.
LOCAL
By Karl Knox
26 year old Andrew Denis-Lynch was racially profiled by Montreal Police on March 7th when 5 police cars surrounded him to give him a $48 ticket.
According to the Montreal Gazette, Denis-Lynch was dancing when he was stopped by a police officer who called for backup and then gave him a ticket ticket for being a pedestrian standing outside on the road.
The center for Research-Action on Race Relations is filing a complaint against the officers for their racist actions.
NATIONAL
By Jeremiah Ho
Canadian Maggie MacDonnell has won the $1 million 2017 Global Teaching Prize for her work in the Inuit community of Salluit, Quebec.
According to CBC News, MacDonnell established a fitness centre, a second-hand store and a community kitchen for her students and the community at large.
She plans to start an environmental stewardship program for Inuit youth with the prize money.
INTERNATIONAL
By Michael Foldvari
Peruvian president, Pedro Pablo Kuczynski is being criticized after failing to prepare for torrential rains that are currently causing deadly floods in the country.
According to Reuters, Kuczynski, who has been in office for 8 months, failed to establish infrastructure that would have mitigated damage caused by the rains.
Currently, half of Peru is considered to be under a state of emergency and at least 70 people have died as a result of the flooding.
There's just something about Montreal duo Blood and Glass' music—something eclectic and entrancing, something that flawlessly brings together a wide variety of sounds into one song. That sound is omnipresent, now more than ever, in the group's brand new album Punk Shadows that drops today. After the group's appearance on The Pressure Drop last night at CJLO and prior to their release show tonight at the Café Cléopatra, I took the time to properly listen to the new album, and find out just why you should care about this wonderful record.
The thing that stands out the most from Punk Shadows is its amazing imagery. It goes beyond the lyrics—the complexity of the composing throughout each track, the unique touch given to each song, and how the tracks interact with each other is what makes it such an interesting record to just sit down and listen to. From the get-go, the opener "Block of Ice" takes us on a smooth journey, guitars and subtle drums growing insistent as the song progresses. It delves into intensity, slows down, picks up the beat again. It's a great introduction to the rest of the album, which experiments with various beats, distorted instrumentalization—that's done properly, mind you—and melodies that are interesting enough without getting redundant.
Highlights include "Nowheresville," another fairly representative track of both the group's versatily as well as the way they still manage to establish a sound that's typically theirs. "Hop the Fence" will definitely catch your attention, with the brass instruments leading the track and its more upbeat composition. Still, the song doesn't lose its slightly wondrous vibe—that's a good thing, and it's what makes every song on Punk Shadows part of a bigger, better, wonderful product.
It's not only the album that possesses that storytelling feeling—the performance matters too, and it differs from your typical concert. Blood and Glass wants you to do more than just hear their music, if you're lucky enough to see them live. "We're big into putting a show on," said Lisa Moore yesterday during The Pressure Drop's interview with the band. She mentioned how every element was part of a "mise-en-scène," from the music to the venue it's performed at. "Everything has to be part of the experience, the show experience," she added.
Curious about the experience, or want to hear a snippet of Punk Shadows? Don't miss Blood and Glass' release show tonight at 8 p.m., at the Café Cléopatra.
Even though faint rumblings of the band’s reunion had been creeping down the grapevine from Hamilton, never did I think I would be fortunate enough to see Simply Saucer LIVE in concert. So many proto-punk heroes and trailblazers from the golden age of wild and weird rock ‘n roll are either six feet under, or scattered ashes. Lou Reed is dead. Jimi Hendrix is dead. The Asheton brothers are dead. Rob Tyner, Fred ‘Sonic’ smith, and Michael Davis—all dead. But Edgar Breau and Simply Saucer are very much alive, and after their performance at Le Ritz PDB back in February, I can personally attest to this fact.
Soon after a pleasant Q&A with Edgar and biographer/drummer Jesse Locke hosted by CKUT’s Joni Sadler, No Negative took the stage to deliver their hard-edged space punk. Harsh and loud but retaining a hypnotic groove, their set slowly spiraled into extreme noise and dissonance by the last few numbers. Guitarist/vocalist Matt sternly surveyed the room, like a severe knight overlooking a desolate battlefield, wielding a well-worn ax and mounted on a steed of blistering distortion. The sound system served them well at the Ritz, being the first time I could clearly perceive their vocal howl over the abrasive cacophony of the powerful riffs.
Next up was the infamous Red Mass. Roy ‘Choyce’ Vucino began with lyrical invocations that seemed to have the intent of starting a boisterous satanic ritual. With echoing vocals and mysterious proclamations, the strange music began as electronic drum beats took precedence over the live kit, and a puzzling style emerged. At times the largely spoken and shouted vocal delivery resembled an aggressive hip-hop characteristic, and walls of electronic noise periodically washed over the danceable, repetitive rhythms.
And then—the main event. Simply Saucer triumphantly took the stage and wasted no time launching into a sonic salvo that drew broadly from Breau’s oeuvre, seemingly divided into three phases. The first portion was dedicated to material that my eager ears were less familiar with, drawing much from the 2016 release of unearthed rarities, Saucerland. To blast-off however, the room was struck with an instrumental intro, after which we were poised for a scorching, soulful rendition of “Low Profile.” This first portion of the set ultimately felt like a dose of pure rock’ n roll in a way that I didn’t expect for some reason. In my mind, I have always placed Simply Saucer in a realm of rather extreme eccentricity, if not just for the force of otherworldly creativity behind them, perhaps simply because of the time and place from which these vagabonds erupted. But though Hamilton in the 70s may have been relatively isolated from like-minded freaks; these tunes did not occur in a vacuum, instead drawing from the best and boldest sounds available. All this not to say that there was any sort of derivative quality in the songs performed during this first portion of the set, but that with their fusion of heritage and unicity, they situated themselves among the most iconic of the rock ‘n roll pantheon—the eternal shit. Numbers like “You’re the One Girl,” “Almost Ready Betty,” and of course the brilliant “Bullet Proof Nothing” shimmered like classic rock hits that would-have-been, in a fair world. One song which I did not recognize was reminiscent of Highway 61 Revisited-era Bob Dylan, genuinely channelling the lyrical fluency and reverent mutation of tradition, while steering clear of cliché.
Phase 2 of the set eased away from the rock aesthetic as Edgar picked up the acoustic guitar to partition the tumultuous sonic sea to either side. The aching, reflective sentiments of “Loretta in the Rain” wound their way through my brain, but before the crowd could get too comfortable in this contemplative state, phase 3 arrived like crackling lightning. “Mole Machine” signaled the coming of the frantic, sci-fi steeped onslaught that the group is most notorious for; that legendary post-psych proto-punk which is chronicled on the hallowed Cyborgs Revisited LP. The Saucer only continued to gain momentum, with intensity and velocity steadily increasing as they pierced the limits of the stratosphere. Edgar displayed his talent as a commanding and charismatic frontman throughout, retaining both raw power and playfulness. His potent vocals were in top form as were his raging, unfettered guitar solos. His compelling presence was undeniable, laying down his instrument to “Dance the Mutation” as the cyborgs rushed in. Saucer veteran Kevin Christoff stood close behind him, effortlessly summoning deep groovy bass lines, distorting time and space with dextrous fluidity. To stage right, Colina Phillips was a joy to watch, providing rich vocals, tantalizing synth, and percussive embellishments that injected energy and excitement into the performance with each thrust of the tambourine. Mike Trebilcock graced the stage with guitar moves and the skillful manipulation of “Skully” the Theremin, not far from Ed Roth, who, obscured by the glint of his glasses, headlamp, and weathered ballcap, manned a slab of keys and electronics from the back left-corner like a stoic psychedelic surgeon. Jesse Locke, biographer and skinsman extraordinaire, rooted the cosmic outburst in beats that balanced fury with exactitude.
The set concluded with an even more frenzied, riotous version of “Illegal Bodies,” than what is immortalized on the Cyborgs LP, with Edgar swaying wildly as he raced around the fretboard, mop of hair hovering over his face. He introduced the ultimate rocker by stating it was “just variations on the chord of E,” and this demystifying honesty, this unpretentiousness is exactly what gave the pandemonium a joyful and infectious aura. In the context of the early 70’s, such a display would have been utterly shocking—raw, fantastical, and deranged—but now that they have found a keen audience, the simple excellence of the songs and virile alchemy of the band is what shines through the blaring din of the Saucer. Their music was performed with a palpable love, and I left the Ritz with a certain charged inspiration, a subtle yet distinctly elevating state that slowly manifested over the course of the following days. Even in the salty slop of the Montreal winter, amongst the marching metalloids, in the dreariness of the downtown core, “what a fantastic movie I’m in.”
It’s a rare occasion that I decide to review a recent album, but this year’s Metal March at CJLO has proven to be such a time. As such, I have decided to take a look at an EP released earlier this year by Montreal locals Ritual Master, entitled Obscurus. I’m a real sucker for metal albums that use Old English font on their covers, so this one piqued my interest from the get-go.
The EP, which consists of three songs plus an intro and an outro track, presents a new, young band full of promise. The tunes lumber forth with downtuned and doomy guitar riffs reminiscent of 80s Candlemass as well as early Cathedral, accompanied by retching black metal vocals. Given the singer’s performance on the outro track, I think it’s safe to state that Attila Csihar of Mayhem and Sunn 0))) were sizeable influences in this department. The bass is fairly faithful to the guitar lines, and there is also a consistent keyboard presence throughout.
I particularly enjoy this old-school take on blackened doom metal, as I’m often reminded during Obscurus’ run time of a number of first-to-second wave black metal artists, particularly of early releases by Czech groups such as Root or Master’s Hammer. It’s a real cult (kvlt?) sound that I’m happy to hear from newer groups, and it’s quite a bit different from the usual Montreal metal scene fare. I find the production to be quite fitting to the music, and if anything, it could be even more raw, filthy, and necro-sounding. While I find that the keyboards follow the guitar a little too closely at times, it is nevertheless an overall good EP with catchy riffs and morose feeling. It’s worth a listen.