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Face Lock, locked up or simply a facette?

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  Face Lock, a wink to Nirvana yet far away from the Nirvana Face Lock, the new Single from Joyless Bodies. The Band itself. A moment of grief for Kurt, a feeling of deja-vu was clearly laid down here. I had my Nirvana magazine opened right at the edge of the table as I started the song. The magazine was opened on a intereview with Courtney as she was talking about a song Kurt recorded for her not long before dying and she was explaining how painful it was for her as she'd listen back to it, even to this day (dating back from 2015, I believe.)   Well Face Lock has this same effect for a drunken lad, die-hard grunge rock fan reminiscing the songs of Alice in Chains, Nirvana and many more bands of this era. Yet, I can't say I was blown over. We are far away from the quoted, 'Rage Agains't The Machine influence or nod to System Of A Down'. Quite frankly, it smelled déjà-vu. The verses are mumbled almost inaudible as if the singer was ashamed or afraid of his lyrics, th...

Evergreen, Scarlet Wives, Bad Objection, Revenant at l'Hémisphère Gauche 25th October

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 A night packed with surprise. The three photos above all speak for themselves about Evergreen's performance. Punks have a tendency to raise hell over their beloved surroundings, out of sheer excitement or even simply to be punk. Youth tends to set no boundaries and hold their stance anywhere they go in order to prove their existence. At l’Hémisphère Gauche, those odd socks were all those in the same small place in order to support the artists or friends. The bands played in the following order, Evergreen, Scarlet Wives, Bad Objections, and Revenant.   To put it simply, Evergreen were ever amazing, raising the bar very high for Scarlet Wives. And sadly Scarlet Wives just didn’t make the cut, not because they weren’t good, but simply they didn’t tear apart the whole scene. Bad Objection had a great gig, hyping us up, demanding the crowd to sing along their anthemic punk choruses and just pour out all of what they had left, leading to Rev...

Ryan Brio, a poet of purpose dressed with talent!

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  Who the fuck is Ryan Brio? The Man Himself  Dear Readers, would anybody know who is Ryan Brio? Well even I don't know, all I know is I've read a story a while ago showing a review about his music titled Physical Comedy, and the headline was, '' Do you ever cross someone's path and you KNOW they have somehing ?'' So of course I fell for it, I went digging in, snuffed my nose on that kid's profile. Turns out, I don't know if he's a punk, a rocker, a modern indie goof or what ever the fuck he is, but one thing is sure, he has talent, and creativity. He's played with The Stone Phones before, and seems to dabble in people project as a Hired musician and performer. Now about his music; It's a mix of modern indie, soul in a sense, public pleasing U2, Prince and brilliance. But then again, depending on which song you listen influences leech out from all what can be heard on modern streaming platforms.  Now usually, I'd corner a certain song...

Rain dish, a walk through nostalgia

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Picture yourself on a rainy day, walking in the forest Apparition, the latest EP available everywhere Rain Dish, in person Rain dish, aged 21, lives in Netherlands, Rain dish knows what simplicity is. He's gritted his teeth against it, he's elaborated an album based on sole momentum and dedication to the inspiration that came as he was recording. It's rough on the edges for sure, one mic was used to capture the voice and instruments, but it bares with hard times, it comforts the soul looking for a sleezy rest. There's torment, people shipwrecked by love and soft moments where voice and guitar creep on lavish pop sounding songs to announce how the singer feels. The climate in Netherlands is often described as moody, almost depressive because it never shines too much neither gets very snowy, it's always in the middle, rainy and gloomy. This album echos along the forecast of Rain Dish's homeplace, encompassing nostalgia and nature. To put it simply, h...

False Hopes, Birds of Prrrey, can it get any better ?

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A new single for Birds Of Prrrey, titled False Hopes. The Band from left to right, Grace, Clarence and Noelle. False Hope, their new Single. Birds of Prrrey, a local trio from Montreal have released a single in July on the major streaming platforms and to sum it up, False Hope is a close reminder of Courtney Love, simply with a touch of gentleness and somehow less budget. But let’s not lie, of course three girls starting a band, won’t come up with a record as refined as what Hole and Courtney would release knowing they had millions in budget to spend and producers and studio engineers that had their names echoing through whole decades. Yet the key lies in the similarity they have, the fact that their style and energy resembles Hole and they're quite a bold trio to say the least. They have a couple live out there on the internet elaborating on their prowess with Grace on the bass slinging over with a bow, Noelle singing while sitting behind the drums and of course Clarence simply b...

Dreams Made Of Snowflakes, a dream come true

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A quick chat with Joshua, singer of Booster Fawn and a close up on their new album Dreams Made of Snowflakes, the album Booster Fawn live at The Diving Bell Social Club, on the 31th October. An Outlaw Desires era Bob Dylan feel sticks to the licks of guitar coated in a soft reverb that grasp softly around the voice of Joshua Marc Séguin who emancipates his Velvet Underground Lou Reedesque persona. An album that is lean, clean and greener than what Velvet Underground have ever offered, and better than that, it has a direction from beginning to end compared to Dylan who had the feel but yet over the years left us perplexed about where to go with his lyrics and artistic direction.  In between growing up, relocating several times, going to school, Joshua Marc Séguin had the time to realize he wanted to become a musician. The idea came up at the age of 18, as he was heading out of his glorious teen years, having seen so many underground bands, hearing music along wild parties and meetin...