Tag: dog day
From the ciphers of Christina Bell:
In the advent of what is threatening to be Dog Day’s last release in a long while, the band remains both unassumingly cool and characteristically hazy. Listening to Fade Out is a vivid out of body experience defined by sharp guitars and looming drumbeats: a joyride through romantic, garage-style gloom-rock. Lyrically, the songs are sanguine, low-key poetic musings. Phrases like “All of my friends are in sandwiches / Who am I eating this time?” and “As we lay here to rot / It’s not over yet” are so dark yet so perfectly playful. This album solidifies a spot for Dog Day as the roof and foundation of the wayward mansion that is Fundog.
Des codes secrets de Christina Bell:
(Traduit par Jacinthe Laplante)
Sur ce qui pourrait être la dernière parution de Dog Day avant un long moment, le groupe reste modestement cool et typiquement obscur. Fade Out est une intense expérience extra-corporelle induite par des guitares tranchantes et une batterie menaçante : une promenade gloom-rock romantique de style garage. Les paroles sont fougueuses, des rêvasseries poétiques sobres. Des phrases comme “Tous mes amis sont des sandwiches / Qui est-ce que je mange cette fois-ci ?” et “Alors qu’on s’allonge pour se décomposer / Ce n’est pas encore terminé” sont à la fois sombres et délicieusement amusantes. Cet album fait assurément de Dog Day le toit et les fondations de la maison de fous qu’est Fundog.
Date: Thursday June 14, 2012
Venue #1: La Sala Rossa (4848 Boulevard Saint-Laurent, Montreal)
Venue #2: Casa del Popolo (4873 Boulevard Saint-Laurent, Montreal)
Cost: $10 (adv.) / $12 (door)
La Sala Rossa
Coca Cola (U.S. Girls + Slim Twig)
Casa del Popolo
Coca Cola (U.S. Girls + Slim Twig) (Toronto)
Continuing Wyrd’s philosophy of unique collaborations, we’re proud to include a rare performance by this duo known as Coca Cola. Combining the rhythmic polyphonies of Toronto’s Slim Twig with the miasmic chaos of U.S. Girls, Coca Cola conjure an arpeggiated ethos of Cluster-inspired jammery. Expect a fantastic array of electronic drone and perturbed psychedelics.
Actual Water (Toronto)
Born in the depths of Ben Cook’s (Fucked Up, Young Guv, Bitters) epic space in East Toronto, Actual Water’s jangled power-pop transforms their 12-string anthems and insatiable marimba-laced punk into vocal bonanzas and summery attitudes. Every song is laced with their flowering ’60s slacker vibes and live the whole calamity is wrapped by frontman Tony’s enigmatic ‘tude. Stoked!
Drainolith is the multi-throned oscillating 8-bit transmigration of Montreal native Alex Moskos (ex-guitarist for the now defunct AIDS Wolf). Diving deep into polyrhythmic hood jams and clamouring solos of synthetic marvel, Drainolith hams heavy, agnostic experimentalism into a creative vehicle the world may or may not be ready to digest.
Energetic Action (Edmonton)
Edmonton, Alberta is home to many improbable entities, and Energetic Action’s revisionist goth-punk paradigm is no exception. Straddling the unknown line between The Pop Group and This Heat, their impossible rhythms and extravagant performances wrap an undisturbed nascency into music hardened by generations of nuclear waste. A certified western anomaly.
Brave Radar (Montreal)
Local Montreal darlings Brave Radar have kept quiet a long time. So long, in fact, that we reluctantly started to believe their demise. We can barely conceive they’ll be back on stage with brand new oblique pop sweetness.
Bobo Boutin (Montreal)
Ex-Les Georges Leningrad drummer Bobo Boutin inhabits a delirious world of warped electronics. One man, yet an overwhelming performance slowly mounting into a frenzy of nightmarish proportions.
Dog Day (Halifax)
Dog Day’s bent alt-rock resonates with grand designs. Seth and Nancy are husband and wife, a charming duo who constantly keep slinging sharp and heavy anti-heroic hooks at every corner.
With bizarre loop sampling wizardry, cracked electronics and sexy sax swoons, Chrissy Reichert redefines any conceivable notions of contemporary R & B. Tenderness is not to be missed, because true originality comes in small doses.
- Various Artists
- Khyber Compilation II
- (Self Released)
- Halifax, NS
- Dog Day
- (Self Released)
- Halifax, NS
For a full Q&A with Seth Smith and Darcy Spidle, please click here.
From the reducible logic of James Goddard:
Gottlob Frege committed his life to one problem: demonstrating that mathematics is reducible to logic. With New Problems Seth Smith, takes a break from dealing with his regular problem to tackle some amazing new ones. The album creates its own geometric space, a slowly unfolding shape built of tape-hiss, song fragments, actual songs and found sound. The warm strum of the guitar, the unfaithful percussive notes, and the other near constant noises consume the listener like Notes From The Underground or Dreamies. In one particularly evocative moment Smith presents us with a crescendoing series of voice-mail messages. Ultimately, Frege died without finding the solution to his problem. Smith, on the other hand, appears to have discovered a fruitful new direction for exploration.
From the not-so-bad vibrations of James Goddard:
Sometimes I imagine a future where everyone has forgotten what a guitar actually sounds like; Children brought up on a steady diet of French pop and Swedish 8-bit. Eventually, current trends like lo-fi would become ailments listed in the DSM VII with prescriptions like: 2 hours of Kumbaya orchestrated by battery-operated MicroKorgs (twice daily, with food). Things would be bad. Luckily former Dog Day drummer KC Spidle has strapped on a six string and stepped to the foreground to ensure such a future will never happen. Bad Vibrations play guitar music. They play the kind of three piece power-pop that begs for adjectives like dark or gloomy; and they play it well. Eschewing any kind of overt studio trickery, the members of Bad Vibrations (KC, Evan and Meg) have put together a crisp sounding record that subtly recalls that classic 90s Halifax sound. Nothing could be further from an all-electro dystopia.
[Levin's Note: James forgot the positive side of an all-electro dystopia: Gino Soccio all day 'ere day.]