The Stoned Poet

 It's tuesday night, I'm fresh out of work and in the far confines of my mind lies one thought, the mates from Shirehead are playing at Hemisphere Gauche, the place where freaks and geeks meet up to collaborate on spewing beer all over the place while speaking unsortable words and phrase.  By nine o'clock I'm at the venue, as I walk, I pass by Chris, the bassist of Truck Violence, he's in a great discussion with someone about life and alls it's underlying meaning. I choose wisely to let em' be reminding myself that The Beatles would've done the same. As I turn the corner to enter the venue, there's Jeremy the drummer of Shirehead and of TrouNoir. We've known each other for a while, he records artist under the name of  Subriver Records for anyone looking to record mix or master their works. Tonight he's a drummer that's all, he's there to have the time of his life! Inside, I pull out money from that 2'50 FEE atm which indeed get...

  Blue Dog, October, Movember 10, A Sunday more like Funday. A lot of coons are there. The Snatchers are watching and taking pictures, Ryan Brio the yet to be self-acclaimed Prince-a-like do it all musician is there and even Poolgirl are seen watching tonights incredible lineup. The bands are, Charlotte Renaud a solo artist who glided gracefully across a piano while singing, War Doves the Megadeth lyrically-themed a-like band, Mellonella a Rush-like prog fast paced band and finally 7Gardens whom could be held as the Canadian Eagles without all the drama until now that is. Here we go, I came, t'was cold! I ran up the streets left, right, up, down, dizzy and out. But luckily for me here I am at the corner of Saint Laurent and Duluth, right next to the venue. I put my hat on, it's greatly effing freezing. No alarming psychedelic inducing drugs have been taken so to no one must I state my delirium. Far away eyes spy and see people are there, they're chirping and giggling, smo...

  Fresh Wax , Dying Of Thirst , Death By Knife and Druidess all contributed in the madness that happened on June 21rst near Van Horne Skatepark. The whole thing was set up to support Druidess' release titled The Product Of My Love. An album I'll dig deeper into along the article! They played sets, each raising the bar for the next, picking at each other seeing if the next one in line could top the act. Yet it was no Hendrix setting guitars on fire at Monterey, no Who smashing guitars on stage blowing drum kits or any Slayer show with a fire burning in the middle of the crowd. But I must say, we got close to it, having a guy blowing heeps out of a I don't know what kind of looking bong. Look at the picture on the left and you'll understand. The show was a sight to see, Bourdain would call it kitchen fueling material if he'd been there. I came to see Death By Knife and Druidess, and as I arrived, Death By Knife were starting to play. Now I must say, their songs were...

 I'd dragged my feets up to Lachine district under the red hot sun listening to high class proper muppet jazz and gizzmo sucked out of mans to be, all billed under a festival call La Dame Festive. Friends and I filled our ears and tummies along the canal with delicacies overpriced and spent the end of the afternoon playing haki-sac. By the time six o'clock came by, I was in a metro falling asleep as the lights and sounds sped around me in all directions, the destination was a show at Barfly publicized by vicious kids who've got nothing more to do than grind their feets and teeths on cheap knicks and good music. The bands featured on this bill were the Snatchers, Gitni and the one and only Sigil Grove. Upon arrival after fighting through endless dreams during my metro rides, I skated to the venue and felt a surge of energy as wind and the citie's vices fluded my tired neurons. Upon arrival, I met freaks from  Evergreen ,  Bad Objection ,  Steeple , crossed with The Sn...

  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...

 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...

Evergreen, an emerging raging act Evergreen, a band fueled by sheer talent, youth, and a taste for what sounds right. Matteo, the singer and guitarist, caught my eye with his Oli from Bring Me The Horizon looks and Cobainesque voice. And you can be reassured it is said in a good way, preaching intensity and raw aggressivity all while staying tight. Supported by Tyler the guitarist, Hans on the bass and Jeremie on the drums, the band powered through covers of Fang's Money Will Roll Right In and Nirvana's Opinion before delivering the final discharge with an original titled Gardening. If you've ever listened to Nirvana's Live at Reading Festival show, the thrills and shivers I've felt may be relatable. This said, you'll have to wait a bit before listening to them because to this day, they still have no music outed and their next performance is yet to be confirmed. Until then, here's a snapshot of the late teenagers performing at the Mercedes Bar accompanying B...