The Stoned Poet

   On est vendredi, Alice la chanteuse de Alice Bro Trio cherche un lift pour se rendre à Saint-Jacque de Leeds, plus précisément au Griendel , une microbrasserie qui se spécialise dans les évènements de Folk Sale. Je me propose et ainsi me voilà dans une aventure aux allures farfelues et rocambolesques.      Premièrement qu'est ce que le folk sale, c'est du folk accompagné d'un odeur de botch, loin du folk polie de Dylan. C'est un folk qui nous ramène à la réalité, qui nous dépeint la vie telle quelle de façon stoïque avec une touche d’empathie bien sûr mais tout en étant ferme sur les faits et la dureté parfois ou l’incohérence de la vie. Un folk écopant des injustices sociales, des enfants qui n'ont connu que miséricorde et désenchantement ainsi que les adultes qui ont vieilli sous le regard désabusé de la réalité. Le folk d'Alice Bro Trio, c'est un folk qui bouge, qui nous trimballe un peu partout, qui nous ramène au racine de la vie, la vie est un carr...

 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...

Birds Of Prrrey are one of the rare alternative indie rock band that have swept my heart since their emergence in the local scene around 2023. They recently released around July 6th, a EP titled Yet, We're Still Growing In Place . A title that is quite contradictory to what the group has been experiencing on the street levels. This years, they played Pouzza, they will soon, on the 26th of July, play Birdball which will be happening at La Sottorena serving as their EP release party. Why the fuck to they celebrate so late when their listenings has gone up and everybody has posted their story about being in heaven while listening to the new release weeks ago? Well simply because nothing is a hurry, it'll all come along in due time. The band has no interest in stressing things out, they go on gradually, giving blood were needed without ever straining themselves to a point of disdain of the once hobbyesque music making activity now becomed a more serious concern. They passed on CK...

Steeple, Scarlet Wives and Blackmagic at La Marche À Côté From left to right : Blackmagic and Steeple    As I walked silently reminiscing my problems, I happened to stop to light myself a cigarette and I percieved in the distance a friend of mine going to tonights show. I screamed hectically and we then joked around and we threaded down to La Marche À Côté. Arriving, I meet the guys from Bad Objection, Evergreens and then proceeded to wish good luck to Blackmagic's trio. Tonight, the bill is promising, Steeple, a young band who can stand their ground, Scarlet Wives, relentless punks who never miss the opportunity to set the night on fire and finally Blackmagic, a band who know just how good they are and aren't afraid to show it. A couple of drinks and cigarettes in, there's a hecticness that settles among the walls of the venue. Rumours are, the sound of the only microphone plugged in does not work well. The show is suppose to start at 10 and now 10:15 is past and beers an...

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...

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...

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...

  Carpet Burn Review by 20MinutesTillSunrise What luck it came out a day before due! A ride through memories of Twenty One Pilots and Red Hot Chili Pepper, while trying to stop the motion my feet were imprisoned in. It's groovy, simple yet catchy, fidèle to their good vibes. A laid back feel with vocals in the background caressing the listeners ears. It almost feels as if I was right besides the guitarist as he recorded those clear sounding mellow concealed riffs. A solo a la John Frusciante not too long, not too hard yet questioning the direction they'll take as they glide in the bridge to end up hooking us back with their splendid chorus. In the end, the button on-repeat was pushed and not only was the carpet burning, but so were my feet. So if ever you feel down, bored out, disillusioned, or have a mourning heart, give yourself a treat and let your feet catch fire while listening to Luka and the virtuoso George going all out on Carpet Burn . Once that's done, like me,...