CMW Guide to Live
Canadian Music Week (CMW) is here and as with each year, the shows just keep getting better and better.
The event is in it’s 30th year, and has proven itself to be the best of the best in North American entertainment events that celebrates the business of music. Brining together all things amazing, spanning 5 nights of performances, with more than 800 showcasing bands at 60 live music venues downtown Toronto, CMW 2012 IS Where Music Means Business!
Because you’re free time is important and should not be wasted, we have compiled a list of acts that should not be missed for you to check out:
Trust Assumes Post-Punk Rejuvenation At Debut LP Release Party
It’s no surprise Trust’s sold out show at Wrongbar on Saturday was a heavy night leading into a huge month for music in Toronto. The repetitive drones of “Bulbform” have snuffed youth from typical bubblegum dance parties, and stripped down “Sulk” — the record’s pop tilted single — is a phantomland, descending the local group beyond a typical lightness associated with She & Him like dichotomies. After growing weary of heart-bleeding and hopeful romance from Toronto artists in 2011, Trust deploys cliché expectations of indie-electro bedroom bands and the second the outfit dropped their first beat, hometown was on fire.
T. Mills Skype Date
Seriously, we cannot stop talking about T.Mills. He’s infected our blog, our facebook, our twitter, and our social lives. So when we found out big don Anna Von was going to have a skype date with Million, everyone else at PinkMafia kinda lost their shit.
Regardless, Anna got to have a 1-on-1 with Mills to talk about everything from touring to Starbucks to Chairman Mills. Check out some clips after the jump.
Blonde Launch with Coeur de Pirate
If you’re not in love with Beatrice Martin within 5 seconds of her opening her mouth I don’t know what’s wrong with you. Seriously, read these 20 Qs, and love her forever. Martin is releasing her second album, Blonde, under band/stage the name Coeur de Pirate. The event planner had gone all out, with a room full of kids there were fake tattoos being drawn “live”.
Then, possibly the most adorable person to sport two full sleeves and a cornucopia of other tats, girl took the stage looking like Brigitte Bardot if she joined the Hell’s Angels. The launch took place at the Rialto theatre in Mile-End, Montreal. Couer de Pirates vocals and sound fit perfectly with the theatre that could have easily (and possibly did) host a burlesque show.
Performing her new single Martin was joined by Sam Roberts four songs into her set. I know right? She looked as shocked as everyone else. Roberts stayed on for once short duet. My attentions were stolen by the sax player. He was dressed for an SNL sketch about hipster saxophone players (is this a thing? It should be). But he was super rad. And a fox. Martin was joined again with for “Pour un infidèle” by original vocalist Jimmy Hunt. I don’t know if his mustache is in the spirit of the season but he had a whole James Taylor/Vampire Weekend thing going on.
Coeur de Pirate will be perforimg at the Mod Club November 11th.
Photographs by Renee Tousignant
Most Fun Ever…Iceland Airwaves
This past August, I celebrated my 24th birthday, preempting myself for the “quarter-century crisis” that should have followed next year. I started freaking out, thinking of all the places I had yet to travel to; the goals and aspirations I had yet to achieve…the list goes on.
This is how I found myself spontaneously booking a trip to Iceland with some (at the time) relatively unknown acquaintances for Iceland Airwaves 2011 (see below for a cool video montage of the festival). For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to go to Iceland. I think I maybe have bizarre travel habits (remember my last adventure, driving to the Yukon?)–the idea of Iceland; barren, desolate; serene and empty has always called to me. This October, I was finally able to answer, spending a whirlwind of 9 days between the greatest music festival I have ever been to; hot springs; horseback riding; and the Arctic Circle. We ate some amazing food, met beautiful people (Iceland is full of babes), and experienced one of the greatest countries on earth. I’m going to throw down this Most Fun Ever into two parts: Iceland Airwaves, and Iceland Adventuring.
Redeye to Reykjavik
Departing YYZ at 9pm for Reykjavik, I was fortunate enough to be seated with two fellow T.O blogger/photogs–Frank Yang of Chromewaves, and Carrie Musgrave, both of whom were in town to cover Airwaves (check out their photos! Beautiful!) We headed North, on an overnight flight set to arrive at 6:30am Reykjavik time. Iceland Air is seriously your cheapest way to get to Iceland. Our flight was really affordable and just over 5hrs!
Arriving in Keflavik was like a dream. It was absolutely freezing, dark, cold and windy (we left Toronto in a 30 degree heat wave over Thanksgiving, remember? ) The airport is 45 minutes outside of Reykjavik, and the road runs through a lava field. As the sun rose on our drive into the city, I knew we were in the most beautiful place on earth.
My companions and I stayed at Reykjavik4you Apartments right in the heart of downtown. With a kitchen & a “Bonus” (Iceland’s equivalent to No Frills) next door, we were set for 8 crazy nights of music, food, and adventure. In a haze after we landed, we spent our first day (and really, our only day with sunshine during the trip) picking up our passes, and making a game plan for what we were going to see the first day of the festival, which started the next day.
Iceland Airwaves is one of the best curated festivals I’ve ever been to. At first glance, I wasn’t overly impressed with the line-up, but after spending some time checking out bands online, I was totally blown away. The schedule at each venue was tight, and the bands were a wonderful mix of hip Iceland-based groups and largely Canadian/U.S. artists.
Bjork-a-go-go
As part of the festival, 200 tickets were available to see Bjork. FOR FREE. I nearly died of happiness. So, on the second day of our trip, we ended up waiting in line for 3 hours in the freezing cold for tickets…to much success.
Bjork performed at Harpa, which is like being inside of an Escher painting, for real. It’s one of the most beautiful buildings I have ever been in, and seeing her there was intense. In a 500 person room, Bjork performed material from her newest album, Biophillia, which was narrated by David Attenborough(?!?!) Seriously, this is one of the best shows I have EVER been to. If you have the opportunity to see her on this tour (assuming she comes to North America), I would highly recommend it at any cost.
After that, we headed to NASA to see some Icelandic bands. Of all of the shows we saw at Airwaves, Of Monsters and Men were hands down one of the best of the fest. They’re coming to Toronto on November 13th @ the El Mo and you should go.
Toronto Does Iceland
As part of my press cred, we were taken on a day-long “Press Trip” where we were taken to see the Bedroom CommunityRecording Studios just outside of the city. They’re a really beautiful label that seems to specialize in songs for lovers.Owen Pallett is recording his upcoming album there, and I would venture to say it’s going to be stunningly beautiful. Next, we were taken to the Outside Air Museum, which seems to be Reykjavik’s equivalent to Black Creek Pioneer Village. Queue a half hour tour in crazy wind, cold and sleet that culminated in downing shots of Brennevin and eating dried fish underground in a farmhouse.
Next, we were taken to the shore, where we were set to go “sea swimming”–sea swimming is a process that involves running into the water, submerging your body up to your neck for a minimum of 15 seconds, then running into a hot tub. It was so exhilarating! The water was beyond freezing. We’re talking 5-6 degrees here. But so worth it, and definitely something I can see as having enormous health benefits!
With a belly full of Brennevin, I hit up Owen Pallett’s set at Idno, with Puzzle Muteson opening. We had full intentions of hitting up the TuNe YaRdS, but I ended up vetoing that in favour of this set. You’re probably thinking–you went all the way to Iceland to see bands from Toronto? Yes. But let me explain why.
Your favourite bands are your favourite bands no matter where you see them. And see Owen Pallett and Austra’s mind-blowing sets were an incredible experience. I feel as though I got to see some local fare that was truly wonderful, but also see some more well-known bands who I knew would put on a show (James Murphy of LCD Soundsystem fame did a DJ set which I would also like to include in this list as being in-fucking-credible. That man knows his music like you would not believe).
Blue, blue lagoon
On the second last day of the festival, Iceland Airwaves hosts a “hang over” party at the Blue Lagoon, which is about 45 minutes outside of the city. This is a must see if you are ever in Iceland. It’s beautiful, and touristy and inexpensive for a day of spa relaxation. And trust me, after 5 straight days of drinking and staying out late (many bars in Reykjavik are open until 4am, and serving!) There was a DJ, mud masks and in true Icelandic fashion, not one but TWO hailstorms while we were enjoying the saltiest water on Earth. The geography nerd in me would also like to point out that at the Blue Lagoon you straddle two continental plates! Neat!
So with that, I wrap up my coverage of Iceland Airwaves. But stay tuned for a full-blown travel guide to Iceland, featuring Icelandic ponies, the Arctic Circle, and some of the best the country has to offer.
Plus – check out this rad Iceland Airwaves montage!
Take it Like a Man – Raphael Saadiq Photoshoot
I’ll be honest…when I was asked to write an accessory piece for the Raphael Saadiq shoot I accepted…but…I don’t what the hell an accessories piece is. What does that even look like?
So, I asked myself some questions…unearthing acute insight into the very heart of accessorizing itself! (Note, this line should be read aloud with a deep epic voice.)
Play this Raphael Saadiq song while you continue on – it’s from his latest album (and goes by the same name), “Stone Rollin’”.
I asked myself…what is an accessory? What is that? What is its function? What occurs when you step in front of the mirror and lay that hat on your head like a fresh dressing over a crisp salad?
Embark on this exploration with me…let’s grope and grasp together.
An accessory is actually very difficult to define…an accessory is not the meat and vegetables in the stir-fry but the spice thrown in that affects the entire flavor of the meal….an accessory is a thing that if done well goes unnoticed at first…an unapparent barb of beauty…an accessory is a catalyst! Yes! A subtle catalyzer…an accessory is a kiss on your lower back that jolts you––sending shivers down your spine while deepening your addiction to the lips of the culprit on your skin!
Yes! Now we have a sensory impression, a rough idea of what it means to accessorize. An accessory is an essential element of a story, it swoops in as a bonding agent, tying the entire look together; synthesizing!
Now…the most delicious thing…when a person intimately understands how to accessorize they are actually demonstrating a knowledge of stylistic grammar…that’s right…I have just now coined that term…it shows the ability to emphasize•punctuate•question•expand• knowing exactly where to plant that tremor inducing kiss.
Speaking of lips that kiss…it appears that Yinka’s entire genetic ancestry devoted itself to the long-term cultivation of the most full voluptuous lips known to man.
And huzzah! I believe I’ve crafted an accessories piece with a fair bit of elegance and cheek. Success. Enjoy the hard work of our fantastic team.
UPDATE – Our buddies over at perfectomag.com released all the other delicious photos we didn’t use here (and then some).


Photographer: May Truong, Stylist: Diego Armand, Stlist Assistant: Nitasha Göel, MakeUp/Hair: Jade Smith, Model:Yinka (Elite)
Words by Markus Laczko
Wardrobe
Polos: Farah
Hats: Big It Up
Glasses: Supers
Most Fun Ever …. TD Toronto Jazz Festival
Over the years, I’ve watched The Toronto Jazz Festival grow and morph from the City Hall to its new home in Metro Hall. This year’s festival included some spectacular acts that had people young and old buzzing. Most notably was the opener for the Jazz Fest, Aretha Franklin. I had never really caught the Jazz Festival, as it had always fallen on the weekend of Pride but this year two acts stood out to me that I could not miss:
JULY 1, 2011 – THE ROOTS
I had talked to some people who said the Roots come through Toronto all the time and weren’t crazy about the $50 ticket price. But regardless, one thing is for certain: the Roots put on a crazy wicked show. The energy from the crowd as soon as The Roots hit the stage was tremendous. Lead man Black Thought wasted no time in using the crowd’s enthusiasm to his advantage, getting the audience to cheer, chant, and clap out rhythms for the group to incorporate into their songs. They ran through classics like You Know That You Got Me (see video) and did some covers like Led Zeppelin. Having the Roots as a part of the jazz festival is a serious no brainer. They are able to combine hip hop, funk, soul and rock into a solid hour and a half long set. They just have an ebb and flow that make them easily one of the best live bands. No wonder Questlove is part of Jimmy Fallon’s houseband.
JULY 2, 2011 – BOOTSY COLLINS
From the bottom of his platform boots to the top of his glittery hat, Bootsy Collins is one larger-than-life character. For his age, Bootsy Collins looks so young and you would never be able to tell that he has been funking since the 1970s. The beat was impossible to resist and Bootsy acted as our high priestess of funk that night. The band was also dressed to thrill, all dressed like a acid flashback. With slapping basslines and funky grooves, Bootsy’s show was lots of fun and fabulous music from the hardest working band in funkdom.



Photos taken by Lori Steeves
According to A Queer Grrrl: Official-ly Pride with a TGI Swagger Twist
Fellow Queerios, it is finally here. The month of Pride. While some of us wait until the actual weekend to do something, there are a few of us who enjoy Pride as a celebration of all things Queer. Its Christmas, but with balloons, hot sticky weather and left of centre politics. For Pride Toronto or -PT- it has been a very interesting year, indeed. The Pride Festival surrounds us, and brings in people from all over the world.
-PT- has come out on top from crumbling politics, set up primarily by the Queers Against Israeli Aparthaed or, QuaIA. This group people or set out to force an issue that had nothing to do with the parade or anything to why we, as a community celebrate each year. Their issue was purely political and had nothing to do with beer tents, drag king performances or flirting with that cute boi and his best friend from Montreal.
We celebrate in different ways. A lesbian couple holds hands for the first time. A drunken walk with your friends to get street meat at the intersection of Gay and Gayer. Where of course, a sea of people are dancing on the street, some only driven by a natural intoxication. The loud house music being pumped out from bar beside bar, trying to drown out the one beside it. There is a collective sense of Pride that has nothing at all to do with -PT- at all.
T.G.I. SWAGGER
Then, there are the brave souls who despite all odds, see Pride as an opportunity to give back to the Queerio community. Cee Sando’s event, TGI Swagger ran last year, and she is doing it again for 2011. She was not impressed by last years antics yet this event is an official one for -PT-. The QuAiA created disruption, but she went ahead with her plans. Her primary reason? “I am not going to lose sight of why we have Pride, what is the point? You carry on and do what the community deserves.”
This is a welcoming event for the 19 + crowd who want to have a seriously happening vibe for the last evening of this year’s Pride. For those of you who maybe new to being 19 this is a great event to experience a “Dress to Impress.” So break out the slinky sandals, sexy dresses, and open to the middle of your chest silk shirts. You can walk down the “Signature Black Carpet” in your own style.
She has created a Festival of Pride of her own design. Complete with surprise guests, eclectic music,and a donation aspect to her event. Donating the proceeds to an LGBTQ charity is a goal for each event that they put together for our community. She’s booked Internationally known DJ’s who are known for their strong urban body shakin beats. It’s a destination event and yes, you will want to stay. Hotel Ocho, is Toronto’s hottest new boutique hotel.
With a $20 suggested donation, you will be treated to scrumptious food, and high quality entertainment second to none. Expect a mature vibe and sophisticated crowd. There are rumours of surprises guests. Hosting duo Chrys and Kris will welcome hot international DJ’s Designer Imposter from New York and Betti Forde from Toronto. Nicole Pina, from “The Lovers and Friends Show,” and Bklyn Boihood. will join the celebration.
Supporters foodFIGHT, Girls Like Us and Factorial! and live nail art by guerrilla image squad and the |WÖR|iors, just to name a few. The proceeds of the sale of their items will go directly to the NoH8 Campaign. If you want to just get in and enjoy the party, you don’t have to pay the suggested donation of $20.
Its never to early to shout the words “Happy Pride!!!!” I plan on saying it to as many Queerios as I can.
Roxy Cottontail Canadian Tour Vid
Our girl Roxy Cottontail came through the Great White North for a couple of gigs a while back. And sh sent us this vido to pass on for your viewing pleasure.
Enjoy it to death!
This AIN’T your grandma’s fundraiser! Having fun at RECESS!!
RECESS!! spun some fun into the fundraiser for Schools Without Borders . It is a Canadian Charity that works with Youth with with various goals.
The various activities at the event ranged from creating a mural, an online auction, and an interactive playground.
A group of women who just joined the party.
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Their mission is to assist youth around the world “who live in poverty, violence and corruption.” Youth volunteers, are Cultural Delegates . They traveled from our very own Parkdale, to Kenya and Jamaica. The goal was to bring them to real “leadership dialogue.” It is the opportunity for the Youth to talk about problem solving and creating “foundations for current arts and cultural policy.”
I spoke with one of the cultural delegates, Kara who has been in the program for a few years. She found the Youth in Jamaica and Kenya taught her more than she expected. It was what they do to make dynamic change and growth happen for their communities that inspires her. Here she is with another cultural delgate.
Participants could donate to SWB in two ways. Donations of Aeroplan miles assist in the expenses of travelling and funding young artists. An online auction brought out bidding for some really cool stuff. I liked this one, the best.
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What is recess with out Basketball? She made it look easy and effortless.
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No matter how nicely you asked, no one could get all four flavours into a Tiny Tom Donut bag!
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This is the mural that was painted throughout the event.
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A slide show brought awareness, and education about what they do for youth. It is the entire organisation, from the co founders, board of directors, to the youth volunteers that make Schools Without Borders as successful as it is. Toronto’s various cultural identities gives it a strong root, as “our fair city is best to bring ideas of real learning and cooperation to rest the world.”
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The highlight of RECESS!! was a performance by The Airplane Boys . They were a perfect match for the event, and set the musical tone for the evening. They have a very Torontonian Sound. Beck Motley and Bon Voyage “fuse futuristic electonic sounds to “rock, pop, hip hop and jazz.”
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They take influences from different musical communities and make them work . This is their current way of expressing their art as performers. It is the combination of an entire band. A guitar riff matched with a drum beat backing up their hard core lyrics that creates this sound. It is somewhere between crisp and clean, to mellow and soulful.
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To pull influences from four different genres brings out a lot of energy from the crowd. . A couple of times, they jumped down from the stage and engaged the audience directly.

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It was refreshing to attend a fundraiser where the focus was on fun and celebration. RECESS!! gave back a fun night to everyone who has supported them with the hope of growth ahead to other ventures.
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words by shona
MAdM Interview
Montreal native MELISSA AUF DE MAUR is definitely no newbie in the industry. With an extensive resume playing for Hole for five years and touring with bands such as The Smashing Pumpkins. Melissa is now touring for her second solo album “Out Of Our Minds”

Melissa went to an arts elementary school and high school then went to Concordia University to which she got her BFA in Photography. “Out Of Our Minds” is not only an album it is also a film and a graphic novel. When I asked Melissa as to why she decided to make the album multi-media based she stressed how important it is for her to “grow as an artist” and that it was about time she got back to her “roots” of visual arts after being a “full-time rock musician“. “ Over the years technology has been growing so much that I was easily able to intertwine various arts for the album.”
As much as I was excited (nervous) to interview Melissa I got even more anxious in knowing how broad her talents range from. She worked with Ric Ocasek (former “Cars” front man), Rufus Wainwright and had many of her photos were published in magazines such as Bust and Nylon. For OOOM she had Chris Goss produce the song “22 Below” and Glen Danzig sing with her on the track “Fathers Grave”. I asked her what it was like working with them and she responded in the most down to earth manner. Apparently Chris Goss produced half of her first record while Jordon Zadorozny produced the other half. She told me how Glen Danzig (former Misfits vocalist) was her all time child hood hero when she was sixteen. She gushed at how shy she was upon first meeting him and that she never had collaborated with someone like him before. She sent him a personal letter telling him what he meant to her as an artist and how when she was in Hole she wore a Danzig sweatband at every show. The letter obviously paid off. Melissa went on to say that the album was “a journey on how amazing people are”. She hopes to at some point have a “mini danzig..a mythical warrior” inside her.

While listening to OOOM there is no denying that it has dream like images. Melissa told me that dreams have always had a big impact on her during the creative process and partly why she started playing bass, “dreams guide me thru my music”. This record she was inspired by aliens, 3D sounds, dreamscapes, psychedelica and time-travel. Her music is a way on how to live her life, “a quest thru life in a creative jungle”. Along with her belief of life after death and haunting ghosts fading in the background Melissa invites us to travel OUT OF OUR MINDS.
Another exciting thing about Auf De Maur’s tour is that its worldwide. She’s excited to use Canada as a launching pad for the tour especially since she hasn’t played in Canada for a while and this is her chance to explore its greatness another time. She’s also immensely excited to travel to Poland/Prague because it will be her first time there. She stressed that every city she gets to bring her art to is a pleasure.

My last question for her was one I always thought about as an artist myself. I asked her what piece of advice she would have given herself about the industry before getting into it. As a true artist would say she said “keep everything at hands reach. Be as creative as possible. Don’t treat it as a business. Do it for the honour of respecting music”. She told me that she never really thought music would actually pay her bills so she feels very lucky whilst still living a simple-modest life. She’s most definitely a true artist. Check her stuff out at: xmadmx.com/
2010 Polaris Prize Gala
It’s been weeks of waiting, and finally, we have a winner.
Since June, the Polaris Prize has once again been baiting Canadian music lovers with the ever-present question of–who will it be? And more importantly, why will they win?
The prize consists of a $20,000 cash prize, as well as the fame and recognition that comes with being crowned as Canada’s creator of that year’s album with the most artistic merit. This is something that seems to be lost on a lot of people. There’s always a rift when the long, then short lists are announced.
Why the hell are there “mainstream” acts? Isn’t it supposed to be about “emerging” artists? Why are people nominated more than once? How could you even possibly let someone win more than once? The list of questions goes on.
Let’s be clear: the award is not about being an emerging artist. It’s not about being super Canadian, or fitting into a group that the jury wants to throw it’s support behind because of gender, race or language. Polaris is entirely about artistic merit of the album. It doesn’t matter if you’ve been nominated/won multiple times (as was seen in this year’s short list)–no, the jury is entirely focused on the art of your record, and ultimately its value to the Canadian music-consuming audience.
This could not have been better displayed than with the 2010 winner–Karkwa, for their album Les Chemins de Verre. Fresh and barely speaking English out of Montreal, this Francophone group won over the hearts of the Polaris Jury; much to everyone’s surprise.
In an upset that may rival when Chad Van Gaalen didn’t win the Prize for the second time (we can, much to my dismay, now add Shad to this list)–this year’s announcement has once again proven that you cannot predict this prize. In fact, it seems everyone but my good friend Rob Duffy from Eye Weekly thought it would be someone else taking home the prize.
There is no one thing that guarantees you’re going to win. There’s no formula, no niche you can fill that will necessarily win over the jury to crown you King or Queen of Canadian music.
This is what I love about the Polaris Prize.
There is something so distinctly Canadian of the “Where’s Waldo?” of Canadian music and media that was played in the Masonic Temple during the gala that you absolutely can feel the love and admiration that our entertainment industry has for not only the prize, but for those we nominate.
The performances were absolutely amazing. Owen Pallett still proved that he could have easily won the prize a second time for his album Heartland just as much as Shad deserved to win for TSOL. Leaving the gala, I was truly blown away by the depth and breadth of the Canadian music industry. Having all ten nominees play showcased the array of talents that we are able to produce as a country. Whether we’re listening to The Besnard Lakes prog-rock, or Caribou’s psychedelic beats, there is no way to deny that every single person who got on stage at the gala deserved to win a prize. (Including, it would seem Grant Lawrence, who I called out for having a rad jheri curl, and Dan Mangan, who I nominated for cutest nominee).
Hell, even Broken Social Scene and Tegan and Sara (who both seemed to be contensious nominees) absolutely blew the roof off with their performances. Especially when T&S had Owen Pallett on stage for the ultimate threesome of Canadian music.
Despite what people argue–Canadians love their music, and love to support it. The $20,000 is not meant to get a band off the ground–it’s meant to help them continue to make music and contribute to our cultural economy in the same way they did with the record that won them the prize.
In sitting through tonight’s gala, through the throngs of press and media trying to gage who was going to win before the show, or grilling Karkwa after the fact about if they knew they’d win, I took a step back to really admire the decision for their record to win this year.
In a prize that has been largely dominated by English-speaking/recording bands, this year has really shown that the Polaris Prize is truly about the music. I know, I know. Everyone says it’s “about the music” but I truly believe that after tonight.
In their press conference following the gala, the band actively acknowledged the fact that nearly everyone in the room had no idea what they were saying in their lyrics, but were so grateful that the jury saw the album for its universal contribution to music, and not for its Francophone language barrier. Indeed, though many will be surprised that Karkwa were awarded the prize (as they were truly the underdogs) it cannot be argued that their music transcends language and is actually just incredible to listen to.
If you haven’t already, you should check them out. Turns out they’re kind of a big deal.
All photos by Courtney Lee Yip, more from the 2010 Polaris Gala below!
Creeping on Kevin Drew enjoying some munchies from Shanghai Cowgirl
Free for all interview time in the Masonic Temple’s Red Room (where the jury would eventually be locked to make their decision on the winner)
Caribou’s Daniel Snaith and some witty banter from CBC Radio 3′s Grant Lawrence
Owen Pallett and one of many string sections that made appearances this year
Gentleman Reg enjoying an incredible set by the Sadies
The Besnard Lakes, this photographer’s personal favourite
Radio Radio’s stylish dance moves
Stealing a moment with Daniel Snaith (Caribou)
Fucked Up (Last year’s winners) present the new recipients
Polaris founder Steve Jordan and the Media eagerly await Karkwa at the Winner’s Press Conference
Photos: Courtney Lee Yip, Words: Siobhan Ozege
Best in Show…July 29
Elliott Brood and Calexico @ The Phoenix July 22
Remember really good house parties? The ones where you are surrounded by awesome friends and solid tunes that you just never want to end? Elliott Brood is that kind of party. They’ve managed to find a way to harness those good party vibes and translate them to a rockin’ live show. Their self-proclaimed “death country” style of music provides a rollicking soundtrack that you can’t help but embrace. Watching their “Bron-Y-Ar Stomp” approach to preforming could get anybody moving and a quick scan of the crowed proved just that. No pleading was necessary to get the crowd singing, dancing and stomping their heels.
For a trio they have a very well-rounded and complete sound and are all multi-talented. Both Mark and Casey interchangeably played various string instruments and Steve often joined in backing vocals. Mark’s vocals however are incredibly distinct. His boisterous Blake Schwarzenbach-esque voice tore through the crowd reaching the very depths of the room. I was looking forward to playing some kitchen utensils during “Write it All Down for You” but apparently silverware is costly and they sounded tight without adding those little extras.
While they put forth an extremely raw and energetic show, it was their stage presence that resonated most with me. For some bands letting their music speak for them in favour of crowd interaction is fine. For the Brood though, their approach is to engage the audience and make them entirely part of the show. From the moment the first chords struck they had the full attention of the crowd. They chit-chatted as though they were amongst friends, embracing drunken howls while cracking jokes. Because they broke down the barries the stage often creates they maintained full attention even while tuning their instruments. In keeping with this personal approach to preforming the set ended on a sweet note with “Miss You Now” being dedicated to a friend who was moving away from the city.
What I found interesting about the night was that while some of the Brood’s crowd remained for Calexico, most dispersed after the set and an older crowd moved in. Calexico’s set created a mellow, easy going vibe. Watching them was like relaxing after a long day at the office. There was a lot less energy in the crowd, although you could tell they enjoyed themselves. While their sound is nearly two decades old and they’re certainly talented and experienced musicians, I can see them being appreciated more in an outdoor festival. Or, as a soundtrack to a Spaghetti Western.
Black Mountain and Quest For Fire @ The Horseshoe July 23
I’m calling it now ladies and gents, rock show of the summer! It had everything you needed from a show: mega loud, mega rammed and mega sweaty.
I’ve always felt like I was born in the wrong era. Rubber Soul is my favourite Beatles album and I find myself unable to take Fresh Cream out of my vinyl rotation. Possibilities of time travel aside, I will never be able to experience the birth of psychedelic rock or the subsequent Haight-Ashbury heydays. Fortunately, there are bands of the likes of Black Mountain and Quest For Fire who share a nostalgia for mid-60s to early 70s psych-rock and sometimes we get lucky and they’ll play a show like Friday and tear the place up.
First on the bill for the night: Quest For Fire. Like many the proverbial side-project-Phoenix rising from the ashes of a now defunct band, Quest For Fire is comprised of two former members of garage rock darlings The Deadly Snakes. Having never seen them I’d heard a lot of buzz surrounding their live performances and they definatelty blew away what little expectations I did have and put on a killer show. A lot of riff-heavy songs with extended instrumentals. Their solos weren’t overly concerned with being technical but were purposeful and effective in building peaks and creating climaxes. With much of their songs hitting near and even above the five minute mark there was plenty of time to pick up what they were laying down.
After such a solid opener the crowd was left thirsty for more and Black Mountain entirely quenched. They played for what seemed like forever, pounding through a set which incorporated songs of past, present and future. Then, when you thought they were finished and it couldn’t get any better they played some more. Total set clocked in somewhere near the hour and forty-fiver mark including a slamming encore. Their songs are skillfully crafted and make great use of textures and layering intersections. Each takes you on a different journey. Some start as a slow burning flame before bursting into a blazing fire while others erupt immediately and carry that jam all the way through.
Steve McBean is undoubtedly a musical genius, but Black Mountain without Amber Webber just wouldn’t be the same. Webber is a hauntingly accurate portrayal of everything a front-woman of the past was, only she stripes down the showmanship aspect and throws all her weight behind her talent. She stands stoic-like behind the mic stand only occasionally moving to hammer the wood blocks or the jingle the tambourine. She was like a sedated Patti Smith or Janis Joplin and her gaze was dead-set on the back of the room, nearly boring a hole through the wall. Yet her indisputable talent commanded so much attention. Webber and McBean’s vocal chemistry is also invigorating despite being seemingly detached. In fact, its almost as though Black Mountain is a sum of its individual parts which somehow manage to coagulate and flawless execute their brand of psych-rock.
Most tracks translated near perfectly in the venue. I will say this about the Horseshoe though; your enjoyment depends entirely on where you situate yourself. Spending the better part of the first half nestled in the front then hanging back by the soundboard for the second half made a profound difference. Sure, you can argue that as long as you hear the band what difference does it really make, but I’d just rebuttal that it makes all the difference. Nothing beats watching McBean pound down on the pedal halfway through “Wucan” to throw into a killer jam session. Nothing!
Words by Kate Masewich

















































