I’ve been missing for here a while, my apologies. There’s been a mish mash of stuff I’ve had to deal with (some fantastic and some utterly & truly tragic) that has just left my brain not in the blogging mindset (Twitter is waay easier). But I’m slowing coming back to it. I’ll try to let you guys know about the shows I’ve been seeing over the past while and hopefully share some new favs for you (in another post). Right now with Canada being fairly quiet with Thanksgiving celebrations (we celebrate it the 2nd Monday of October), I’ve become rather reflective today which means a big Beatles kick. I thought I’d share my top fav Beatles tracks for y’all. Who’s my fav? Ringo of course! Totally makes sense right?! I never explored the Beatles till uni but knew Ringo growing up from watching Shining Time Station where he played Mr. Conductor (later the same role was played by George Carlin). I can’t really explain my love for Ringo, I just do. He’s a drummer, seems like the sweetest man ever, his voice has this wonderful happiness and is a little imperfect in the best way possible. Anyway my fav Beatles tracks in no particular order (although Eleanor Rigby is my fav fav).
“Television is more interesting than people. If it were not, we would have people standing in the corners of our rooms.” – Alan Corenk
Television and I have been joined at the hip since birth. It pretty much raised me which probably explains a lot about me. But lately TV has been on my mind more so. Partially due to The Emmys last weekend but mostly because I’m eager for the new fall season to start! So I thought I would share some of my top fav shows with all y’all. These are the shows you really should be watching if you aren’t already. Here you go in no particular order:
Photography by purpleplaid “Jazz is like a great void, it waits patiently until a brave musician takes control of space and time.” – Chris Griffin
Hello all you cool cats out there!
I’ve been off doing some adventuring (more so than usual) and found myself in the Big Apple last weekend. It was my first trip to NYC and maybe there is some magnificent pull that city has on all its visitors, or maybe it was just my experiences but something about that city makes me feel different (I’ll clue you in more about my travels later this week). Then coming back to Toronto (which, I do love), things just felt different. I feel like this city (or possibly people in general) have lost the ability to just let go and be free. To get someone to do something out of their narrow comfort zone is impossible! People are so stuck in their mental molasses it’s hella frustrating!! So, on Friday night after saying adieu to my bff (whose life takes him back to Montreal), I had stopped in to my fav local watering hole La Palette This is their second location in Toronto (other being in Kensington Market) and so truly happy they opened in my neighbourhood. Owner Shamez if effing great (& of course the rest of the staff is stellar) and always plays wonderful music. The type of music that just fits for sitting at a bar, enjoying a nice beer or dirty martini, and letting it all wash right over you. I’m taking about the sexy soulful grit of Tom Waits, the upbeat life is a party of Gogol Bordello, the leg tapping ol’ rag time of Sidney Bechet or Louis Armstrong, and a plethora of just supreme stuff. I think every time I’ve been in there I’ve thanked them a thousand times over for opening in my neighbourhood. Anyway, I had found out that they were going to have this local band Rambunctious play on top of the bar and kitchen. They had previously played there but I was unable to make it. Not this time! Unsuccessfully being able to convince a bloke who I usually blow his musical mind when I get him out, I went solo. For those of you who follow me on Twitter know I loath going to shows alone. This was an event I ballz’d out for and man oh man I’m so happy I did! This was exactly the thing I needed to shake me out of my NYC luv coma.
Photography by purpleplaid “Blues is to jazz what yeast is to bread–without it, it’s flat.” - Carmen McRae
With a glass of Delirium Tremens in hand (seemed appropriate for the raucous event that was about to occur) I heard the clarinet and trumpets wail out from the back of the restaurant/bar. Up on top the bar stood I think 5 people with horns (ranging from trumpets to sax), getting the groove going on the floor was that clarinet and I think a horn or two, and perched on top a makeshift wooden (yet effing sturdy) platform on the kitchen sat awesome chick drummer, bass sax and ring leader trumpeter Michael Louis Johnson (with such spirit and conviction I feel like he was plucked right out from the Mississippi River). As the ringleader announced to the crowd that they are an improvised music group, as in they don’t come in to play set songs, but go off the vibe, the suggested sounds, of the audience, I knew I was in for a blissful treat. They got the crowd warmed up by making them play musical chairs (which totally worked). Playing some of the most spirited Dixieland style jazz (yet they mixed in some different influences in there. Pretty sure there was a bit of a gypsy vibe going for a bit) I’ve seen live since my trip to New Orleans as a child, Rambunctious found a way to break people of their rigid shackles and get them to cut loose.
Photography by purpleplaid “…it bugs me when people try to analyze jazz as an intellectual theorem. It’s not. It’s feeling.” – Bill Evans
I so wish I had a better camera than my BB and that the video footage I took actually turned out well (unfortunately not) because I would have loved to be able to document in a better way the amazing experience that was this show. Maybe that’s for the best though because sure, I could go on trying to exude what it felt like to be there with such talent, vibrancy and free spirited energy but ultimately I will fall short of properly expressing it. This sort of show, this type of band, it’s something you MUST go see for yourselves one day. If someone tells you about such an opportunity jump at it! Hopefully it’s some band that is as epically awesome as Rambunctious! Nights like those are what give me fuel to my adventuring random soul.
Photography by purpleplaid “One thing I like about jazz, kid, is that I don’t know what’s going to happen next. Do you?” – Bix Beiderbecke
“Cinema is an old whore, like circus and variety, who knows how to give many kinds of pleasure. Besides, you can’t teach old fleas new dogs.” – Federico Fellini
Hello lovelies!
So Tsuru found out through our Twitter mutterings that I not only am a big music geek but also a huge film buff. Having gone to school for film and struggling my way through a career in film/TV industry here in Canada, well needless to say that if I’m not absorbed in music & shows, I’m doing something related to film and/or TV. So what we’ve decided is that I’ll start sharing some insights into the magical world of the moving pictures!
What’s been on my mind lately are all these remakes I keep seeing popping up. Now cinema has had a long line of remaking films but of late it has got me irked. First instance that really got my milk curdling was Death at a Funeral. This was first made in the UK directed by the wonderful Frank Oz (if you’re thinking that Frank Oz..? yes that very same!) starring the adorable Matthew Macfadyen (most popularly from British spy TV show MI-5. great show! Go rent it). It is a dry British comedy about a family dealing with the death of their father and the madcap antics that ensue while at the funeral. It is a really great flick. Then Hollywood went and got the rights to remake the film and from the trailer (no way I’m paying hard earned money to see it theatres!) it looks like it’s almost an exact replica, except the upper crust British snob family has been replaced with a boisterous African American family. The role of the recently passed father’s unknown lover is played by the same (and super great!) actor Peter Dinklage, which perhaps may be the film’s saving grace.
“For me, the cinema is not a slice of life, but a piece of cake.” – Alfred Hitchcock
The second remake situation that got my cheeks a burnin’ is Dinner for Schmuks. This is a remake of the French film Dinner Game (Le diner de cons) about a business man who is to attend a dinner where each guest brings an “idiot” to ridicule and whoever brings the biggest idiot wins the game. Before meeting what he believes to be a real winner (Pignon passionately builds matchstick landmarks), main character Pierre Brochant throws out his back and his prized dinner entertainment clumsily tries to help solve Brochant’s French screwball problems (largely as result of Pignon’s “helpful” actions). I don’t want to give any more of the plot away as I think everyone should go see the movie for themselves. Granted this movie was adapted from a play but that was written by the film’s writer/director/producer Francis Veber so he had nurtured the project from the get go.
Dinner for Schmuks takes the same premise of business man needing to find a schmuk for the dinner party. With Paul Rudd cast as the straight man and Steve Carrell as the schmuk (with guest schmuk appearance from Zach Galifianakis) this remake does have the potential to be quite funny so I’m not too pissed over this one. Although if it didn’t have the above mentioned three actors, then I’d be ripping into it hardcore.
“I pity the French Cinema because it has no money. I pity the American Cinema because it has no ideas.” – Jean-Luc Godard
And finally! I just saw the trailer for this online and it really boils my blood. The amazingly dark, creepy, ominous and wickedly brilliant Scandinavian humoured Let the Right One In is a movie about an outcast young boy, Oskar, who gets brutally teased at school and keeps to himself at home. The arrival of an odd girl late one night at his apartment building brings coincidentally to the area some mysterious deaths (spoiler alert she’s a vampire). Oskar befriends (and more) this girl and learns all about her special secret. What is so amazing about this movie is that it is so beautifully subtle. The adoration that builds between the two, the can’t quite put your finger on it but something’s not right with that girl (this is not a showy vampire spectacle. If you want that go watch True Blood, which is SOO good!). It is such an amazing movie that even if you’re not a fan of the horror genre this is a film that you will enjoy. The suspense that builds is nail digging and then cut with that dry humour and sweet love story, it’s one you must go rent now! I won’t ruin the ending for you but again, so simple & subtle. Fantastic!
Now we have Let Me In the American remake version. I can tell that they’re trying to keep it close to the original and I do like the two main actors playing the leads (Kodi Smit-McPhee & Chloë Moretz) but Let the Right One In was just released 2 years ago! I don’t understand why this needs to be remade?! Almost always when Hollywood remakes world cinema horror flicks (Ju On aka The Grudge is one of the f**king scariest films I’ve ever seen! Granted the American remake was directed by Takashi Shimizu) they don’t come even remotely close to being as creepy, scary or terrifying as the originals. Director Matt Reeves even held out on wanting to remake the film because he felt the book and original film adaptation were done so perfectly. Reading this quote about Let Me In perfectly emphasizes my later points: “they intend to forge a unique identity for Let Me In, placing it firmly in an American context.” GAH!!
“I’m a huge fan of world cinema, because each country uses cinema in a very individual way.” – Mike Figgis
And that is the whole point I’d like to make here. Hollywood gets the rights to films that already exist instead of actually coming up with original stories/screenplays because they see money. If a film is a hit like those above, it seems like the think that if they “Americanfy” the story and release it with their flavour of the month actors that it will bring in big dollars for them. Plus of course you have all those people that are fans of the original that they think will be brought in as well. I fully understand and get that. It makes sense on paper for sure. But what happens here are two very wrong things. Firstly, they’re assuming that their target North American audience needs to have these stories modified to fit some sort of mold or else people won’t go see or get them. It feels like to me (of course I’ve seen the originals in the cases above) that the studios are dumbing the stories down for the NA audience. I find it so condescending especially since hello who were all the people went to go see Let the Right In when released in NA and made it a “sleeper hit”?! Yeah that’s right us folks here that doesn’t get them European humour (bullshit!!). Secondly, by remaking these films, it doesn’t give an audience the chance to go out their and explore independent, world, experimental, and avant garde cinema. If you spoon feed audiences they’re less likely to be challenged. Now I’m not talking about art loving people because we’re always on the scout for good gems. No, I’m talking about that general North American audience that these big Hollywood films are meant to target. If Joe Schmo from wherever USA goes to see Dinner for Schmuks do you really think he’s going to go to Blockbuster and try to find Dinner Game? (I doubt Blockbuster even carries it) No of course he isn’t! Chances are when it’s released to DVD he’s going to go rent the remake so he can watch those slapstick comedy moments over and over again. And I’m not saying all this because I feel that what someone watches over another is better than someone else, I’m just saying that there is so much talent out there, so many people creating great cinema that it’s a shame that there is an entire portion of a population that never explores it! When you’re out next renting movies and you’ve gone to get whatever it is that you came for, just try something new. Challenge yourself. Even if it’s as simple as the cover art pulled you in, great! I’ve found some real gems that way. But take yourself out of your normal comfort zone and try something different because heck you might just find your mind blown!!
“I realize that I will never fully understand the millions of bizarre ways that music brings people together.” – Rob Sheffield
I remember driving from Winnipeg to Yorkton, SK. A 500km (300m) and approx 8 hour drive. I can only vividly remember doing the trip twice but the journey there & back felt like we could’ve been travelling 20 times over. The one trip I remember the most was when my dad and I went by ourselves (it is his side of the family after all). My mum had a busy summer working at her beauty salon (Tiara Coiffures, with its yellow swirled glass & giant bamboo/wickery chairs to fake wood paneling, her shop was untouched from the 70s till the day she sold it when I was in high school). You could only really make the trip (or so my parents would say), during the summer as the winter drive would have been dangerous. For whatever reason going in the fall or spring was never a logical option either. Since it would be just me and my father on the grand open road for 8 hours (but back then it might as well have been days long the way that time easily slipped through my mind), I had prepared myself with adventuring provisions. In my wee plastic suitcase: Archie and Betty & Veronica comics (Jughead ones too!), Mad Libs, game boy & games (Dr. Mario was my life, also this Kid Icarus game that I never could finish), undoubtedly some little treat my mom would’ve snuck in outside of our healthy road tripping snacks, and my Fisher Price portable tape player.
See my dad’s car up until I was about in middle school, was this silver 1970s Cadillac Seville, with fake wood door paneling & mini ashtrays to boot. I remember playing w/ those for hours & hours whenever in that car, pretending I had little magic men tucked away or most probably imagining that it was some sort of place where tiny mythical creatures would go to die. I also kept my stash of gum wrappers in there to which my dad never caught on. Also, I had no clue what an ashtray was at that point. I’m sure I had asked my dad what they were for & I’m certain that the answer was either shadowing me from the truth or not a full disclosure of what exactly an ashtray was. Obvs he didn’t want the idea of smoking planted anywhere near my brain. But this car, this long, squared, silver Cadillac, only had an 8-track player (yup it was that old!) which meant audio entertainment courtesty of only the very cool looking old school radio (with tuning knobs & all) or my brown Fisher Price portable cassette player. At this point, and I can’t even say how old I was (maybe 7ish?) but my musical tastes were directly influenced by what my parents played, or what cassettes my mom would buy for me. I got really big into Disney soundtracks (Lion King, Little Mermaid, Sister Act). This was all before I got Dookie, that tape was my ah ha! moment of wow! there’s a world of sounds out there and I’m meant to explore them! So there I was with my innocent assortment of tapes, oh right my mom loooved Bette Midler so we had some Beaches soundtrack in there too. Then there was George Harrison’s “Got My Mind Set On You” tape that my neighbour had made me.
The song was looped on both sides of the tape. Oh how I adored that song! Over & over & over I played it! No clue who George Harrison or The Beatles were at that time, just knew I LOVED that song! But THE cassette tape for this road trip, and to this day holds up (in my humble opinion) was this Golden Oldies mix that my dad had bought some point at a gas station. This was the music that bonded me and my dad. It was his music that he had loved as a teenager (my dad’s older, age of most twenty-something’s grandparents). Growing up I had a great musical exposure of 20s/30s/40s/50s music, classical, jazz, and blues. I was never exposed to music post 50s from my parents. So this tape (listed below), is THE epitome of a road trip mixtape. I have to thank Tsuru for suggesting us to write something for “Old School Week” because it got me to bring that tape out. It’s inspired me to grab those tracks digitally, burn a CD, fill the gas tank up full on the Focus and get out on the open road.
“Every mix tape tells a story. Put them together, and they add up to the story of life.” – Rob Sheffield
What is great about this tape is that these are catchy, good ol’ fashioned pop songs. The origins of pop music (modern pop music has never pulled me in quite the same way as these). My dad and I would sing along to “Yakety Yak” or “Get A Job” and just let the road and time pass us by. I must have flipped that cassette over 50 times the whole trip, me & my dad never getting sick of it. Sometimes it would be our full focus of entertainment and other times played in the background as we’d play Mad Libs or I would read my Archie’s as he listened to the CBC. My father, who I’m sure has that adventurer spirit in him, would often try to take a route more complicated than the chosen, logical one (I being the map reader & navigator remember this distinctively). We had an end goal destination but my father was willing to let the road take us to random places. Having an affinity for pie and always the gourmet, my dad would often stop in at a local ma’ & pop diner whose signage would crown themselves as having the ‘best pie’. (That reminds me of a time during a family vacation to Florida, that my dad had to try every key lime pie that he could in hopes of finding an authentic recipe. I suppose looking back on it now, it must have been a childhood memory of an exotic treat that he was trying to satisfy). Back on the road, I’d have that brown box grinding out those sugary tunes while my dad would tell me stories, about what I don’t know as I was probably half listening & in my own little dream world that I often drifted to. I’m sure as I grow older the details of these memories will fade even more. This mixtape, the Dorice stamp of approval BEST road trip mix, will always help to keep those happy memories alive in my heart.
“And that’s the wonderful thing about family travel: it provides you with experiences that will remain locked forever in the scar tissue of your mind.” – Dave Barry
Top 40 Hits Golden Oldies Collection: Crusin Classics Volume 6
That’s right I have returned! I know you’ve all been eagerly awaiting my next postings but after a whirlwind month and a half of shows and random happenings I ended up taking a bit of an interneting break to re-register with normal society (well, as normal as I get). Luckily my little netcation has given me inspirations for posts for the next several weeks till mid June hits aka NXNE. So even though I left all y’all hangin’ for a bit it will have been well worth the wait! You’re going to be getting a steady flow of Profound Broccoli from now on!!
Now I lay somewhere in between carpe diem & taker easy with life in general but live shows…ah shows! That’s my crack! As long as I find the music even remotely tolerable, I’ll see pretty much anything from indie/punk/metal/bluegrass/jazz/blues/hardcore/noise/hip hop (the real kind)/and everything in between. I love a live show…but…it depends on the company. I find it awkward/tricky when seeing shows w/ someone that’s not as passionate about music or not very adventurous in their tastes. You want them to have a good time yet you just want to let loose & enjoy the show. There’s some social dynamics that come into play that when seeing an act you love, you shouldn’t have to deal with but instead enjoy that frothy bevvy & let the sound waves hit you ears like you’re going deaf tomorrow.
Now if you’re lucky, nah priviledged enough to find a person that shares similar musical tastes & also enjoys frequent shows, well that’s one special bond. I personally have seen shows with many a friend but not until now had I met a show buddy that had such random tastes & excitement/enjoyment for music/live shows as I have. Heck we both realized how mind blowingly awesome it is to have that bond (most outings have taken a turn for the magnificently random) that show buddy does not encapsulate it properly, hence my newly declared Show Hubby (& I his Show Wife).
Some of you are totally cool going to shows on your own & having a killer time. I wish I was the same way but I’m just not. There’s something about experiencing a band/artist’s energy on stage w/ another individual that gets the vibe & loves the music. Some people go golfing, play poker, go to the theatre. My thing is shows. When you are able to connect with other individuals that feel as passionately about music as you do, well folks it’s a moment when you step back & say “ain’t life grand”.
So that all being said how’s about I give all y’all a little rundown of all the acts I saw the past while?! My memory is a bit foggy for various reasons (I’ll get better I promise!) so I’ll try to recount what I can.
Played Horseshoe Tavern which has been an iconic music hotspot for ages & ages (so I’ve been told). Bit foggy on this one due to my choice of beverage consumption but I know for certain it was a fantastic show! Black Lips have this excellent energy both on stand and with the music they play. They came, rocked the place and left us wanting more. Gotta say Vice Records knows how to pick a band. There is no way you can encounter Black Lips uptempo bravado and not have a stellar time!
Beach House
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Saw them with a buddy of mine who’s brother creates amazing posters. They played at The Opera House. I always love seeing shows here because the acoustics are great & even when packed there’s still some room to move round. Victoria Legrand was magnificent. Her voice entirely the same live as recorded. While Beach House’s stage presence is mellow, it was very clear that each member is really passionate about the music they play. If they had not formed, I could picture Victoria singing in some dive bar w/ an iconic solo blue light hitting her cheek bones as her warbly resonating voice cuts through the noisy chatter of drunken patrons & hit their souls in a way that they would stop their idle chatter and want to cuddle up to the stranger beside them. Beach House has the ability to pull a crowd in but create a collectively separate experience for all. Much like I imagine Jonsi or dare I say Bjork would. You’re there for the experience but you’re also your own vessel.
I had seen Japandroids previously and with their recent rise in popularity, I have to admit I had some reservations whether they had let the hype influence their performance. Silly reservations! They were just as great as ever. Japandroids deserve all the good press they can get! With signature timing, we arrived missing opening act Love Is All. All I can really remember from the show is that they killed it. We went down & dirty with this show. We came, we saw, we rocked hard & then dashed.
The Crystal Castles show was the same night as Japandroids, and while trying to balance two stellar gigs in one night seemed questionable, my executive decision making proved to make for one epic night! I wish I had paid more attention to the set so I could offer musical insights for all y’all but unfortunately I just rocked out, HARD! Every bass beating thumb. Every distorted reverbage. Every angelic shriek just rocked my core. The venue was also a small room (actually an art gallery) so the sound was extra deafening (but oh so good!). Jesse F. Keeler of MSTRKRFT & Death From Above 1979 was in attendance which was very cool just to see him hangin’ (not a star struck thing). Go see Crystal Castles for yourselves. If you are able to come out of the experience uttering nothing beyond ‘that was so awesome/killer/‘ then you didn’t experience it right…or the sound system was crappy. I can guarantee the only proper way to experience Crystal Castles is to let their music just take you over.
I’ve been a long time fan of Wolf Parade but never had the opportunity to see them live till recently when they, along with We Are Wolves played to a sold out crowd at the Phoenix. To have We Are Wolves, another band I adore, open for them (more so a double billed show than opening act), seemed too good to be true. It’s very difficult for me to express in words just how amazing a show this was. I had had so much nervous excitement build up in me that I never once doubted that the show would be anything less than brilliant. We Are Wolves music and energy rocked & pumped up the already stoked crowd. Alexander Ortiz (who we ran into just chillin’ digging Wolf Parade’s set) voice waved over the crowd with grand fan enthusiasm. From the moment they hit the stage it was just a good ol’ fashion rock show night.
Wolf Parade were nothing less than mind blowing for me. We had a great spot just off to the side of the front stage and being so close was pretty powerful. What was evident from this show (other than just solidifying my love for both bands) was that the members of both We Are Wolves and Wolf Parade are just lovely, terribly talented music geeks. While both have the talent and onstage rock bravado that many legendary rock bands do, there is also this charmingly sweet side to both. You were able to see the glimmer of music geek in them. When bands create such powerful and tightly crafted music, gain popularity and become epic, well we’ve all seen far too many inflated egos ruin the experience. At one point during Wolf Parade’s set, Spencer Krug sheepishly asked the crowd if we wouldn’t mind if he could call his mum to wish her a Happy Birthday to which he then got the entire sold out crowd to sing Happy Birthday to her. It was a total genuine geeky moment and we all loved it!!
“Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.” – Ludwig van Beethoven
The Smith Westerns
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Went on a lady date w/ one of my fav chicks. I don’t have lady dates very often since most my buds are guys but gotta say, seeing a group of lanky & cute young guys of 19 perform some rocking surfabily indie rock was one hella way to spend a lady date (that’s right no sitting round sipping wine & watching chick flicks here). We chicks like to rock it out!!
I adore a good duo band and am always super impressed by the quality, sound and energy stellar duos are able to produce. If you’re able to create your sound with less but still blow people away, that’s darn impressive! Sleigh Bells, oh Sleigh Bells! They are definitely one of those duos that work and kill hard!! Their set up is simple, Derek Miller guitar/beats/songwriter & Alexis Krauss on vocals with stripped down lyrics (A/B Machines is only 2 lines of lyrics repeated over & over) but the foil between Alexis’s playful pop vocals mixed with the guttural noise guitar killer riffs & can’t keep still beats, is what gets under your skin and makes you addicted to their music. They were selling out shows all before releasing an album (the physical album has yet to drop but Treats is now available digitally). Apparently M.I.A.’s friend made her listen to Sleigh Bells to which she signed them to her label (N.E.E.T.) making her the smartest lady in the world!!
Show Hubby (especially him) & I just lost our ish during this show & in good reason!! We rocked it hard, singing along, feeling the killer beats & sick noise guitar. At one point Alexis came out into the crowd singing while giving some friendly love to the group of guys that had encircled her. She even came right up to Sho-Hub who was in such shock didn’t even compute what was happening till afterwards. Alexis’s showmanship, mixed with her powerful yet youthfully playful voice just amped up the crowd to a higher level.
“Every kind of music is good, except the boring kind.” – Gioacchino Rossini
Hello all & welcome to my first posting of Profound Broccoli! Finally I have arrived at TSURURADIO!! It’s been ohh just a wee bit since Tsuru, very out of the blue, asked me to contribute to TSURURADIO. Many apologies for the delay!! My brain has been this salty, twisted pretzel trying to materialize something that would blow your socks off because frankly, that’s what you deserve! Now the lovelies of TSURURADIO already do so…but I want to do it Dorice styles, the Profound Broccoli way! I suppose a little intro of who exactly this Dorice chick is would be in due order. I’m from the land of maple syrup & mounties (aka Canada). I live in the birthplace of Neil Young and was born & raised in the city where he grew up & began his music career (you crazy Neil Young fans will get what I’m saying). I do various things, live life, have some adventures & try to find my purpose. Of course I, like you, am a huge music fan. Daily, I scout out the music happenings & search for new favs. I luv, love, LOVE going to live shows and actively check out a fair amount (so I’ll make sure to pass on my recommendations & stories).
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“Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.” – Victor Hugo
So Tsuru gave me total freedom to do whatever I want with this (one of the many reasons we luv him so). After rubbing my hands together in that Mr. Burns/evil villain sort of way & mustering up quite an evil *mwahaha* laugh in a drunk with power of the freedom moment, I snapped back to a more Profound Broccoli state of mind. (Why Profound Broccoli may you ask? Well I guess you’ll just have to come back round these parts again to find out now won’t you?! Didn’t think I was gonna give it all up on the first post did you?) So… so if you’re still w/ me excellent, you’re my type of people. What will I be doing here with Profound Broccoli? To be honest, I’m not entirely certain at this juncture. All I know for sure is that I’ll try to expose y’all to some great music & random mutterings. I’m purely going to be talking/posting stuff that I like. I’m hoping that by checking this out you may find a new fav, re-discover a long lost luv or *cross fingers* maybe explode a mind or two but at the end of it all I’m just going to be doing what I dig. If you do too then totally raad! If not, I’m not gonna hold it against you! Maybe just try again next time because my music taste, like my personality & life, is pretty random. I almost always keep people guessing at what kind of stuff I like. That whole idea of being tied to a specific genre box just doesn’t work for me (I don’t buy that whole “I like everything” statement either!). Now I think I’ve done quite enough chatting for today don’t you?! Shall we get into some music? Yes lets!
Sleigh Bells – A/B Machines *Seeing them next week. If they come your way do not miss out!
Music you can’t sit still to. Noisy & loud distorted guitar electro rock w/ attitude power pop female vocals.
Sleigh Bells luv links: myspace/Twitter/label*newly signed to M.I.A.’s label N.E.E.T.
Surfer Blood – Swim (To Reach The End)
if the Shins were drowned by a group of surfer rockers who were engulfed by a rogue wave, they would be the ghost.
Shows I see This week’s shows: Beach House/The Two Koreas/Love Is All/Japandroids/ dd/mm/yyyy /Crystal Castles/…and a The xx after party DJ set thing Last week’s: Place To Bury Strangers/The Big Pink/Black Lips
Hope you enjoyed! Till next time folks!
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*special hella thanks to Tsuru & Peanut for all the techy help. you guys are really THE best!!
tsururadio. The musical obsessions, meanderings, and field observations of Aaron Tsuru most often presented in mixtape format, the way the good lard intended!
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