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settle down, settle down now kids

No Doubt is back.

But not without a solid throw back.

The tunes, themselves, are a throwback of course; to the ska days of my youth, spent in checkered accessories, wondering what this reggae thing is all about.

But what No Doubt has always been great at is being No Doubt. Shamelessly so.
Spiky buns, mild drag, gallons of bleach and more bra straps than your common nun can shake a ruler at.

And I love it. Every single second of it.
No Doubt knows what’s good about No Doubt.
And they aren’t changing a bit of it.

add this to your playlist :: the airplane boys “dictate”

The Airplane Boys have been on a mad hot streak lately; from touring with Snoop and being included on the Coachella lineup these two are well on their way to take over the world.

And to make this dreary day a bit brighter, a new download is up on the blog for your listening pleasure. “Dictate” is the latest from the Toronto hip hop super-duo and it’s free for your taking.

So go on. Take it. Enjoy it.

And keep on eye on the meteoric rise.

add this to your playlist :: paper bag records

As the holidays roll around, we’re all about giving and getting. It can be stressful, wondering what to get, if it’ll go on sale, and whatever ever other over-thinking nonsense that’s about to happen.

You know what’s not stressful though? Free music. Legit free music.

Toronto-based indie label Paper Bag Records wants to share some of its roster’s tunes with you, so they’ve compiled a handy Fall 2011 Sampler for your downloading pleasure. Cuff the Duke, Young Galaxy, The Rural Alberta Advantage and more are featured. Haven’t heard of them? Perfect, time for something new on your mp3.

And if you head on over to the website, there’s even more to discover, from covers, mixtapes and another sampler EPs. Right now I’m diggin’ Slim Twig’s mixtape Spit It, Twig! Vol 2. It’s experimental, with perhaps a 50s rock vibe, but only if the 50s were on some kind of hallucinogen. It’s borderline hypnotic.

Spit It Twig Vol. 2 represents my commitment to the free mixtape format I admire so much in artists like Lil WayneThe Clipse. This time I decided to stretch out my repertoire in directions both more overtly hip hop (‘This Night’s Untold’ & ‘More Mercy, Miss Percy’), and even more abstract (‘The Pink Room’, ‘Perfect Pitch’). This mix also features more collaboration than any of my other releases with contributions from Dirty BeachesOnakabazienD-Sisive and a (one-sided-career-fullfilling) collab with David Lynch. The diversity of Spit It Twig Vol. 2 was meant to reveal my intention & future direction with tapes which is to periodically expose experiments, and spontaneous ideas to those who are curious… all for a great price.

Spread a little love this season with new tunes; everyone loves a great discovery!

if you do one thing today, listen to this

Last night’s Manitobah Mukluk event was a great celebration of native culture, showing us bit of footwear, food and dance. Lotus Leaf had the good smarts to hold the event in the Bata Shoe Museum, which is one of the cooler places in the city – history, culture and fashion, all neatly bundled up into one multi-level museum? Perfection.

The event showcased an array of mukluks and moccasins, leading to the inevitable topic of conversation: would you wear them? The answer is yes, but please, please not with sweatpants. Give this style of footwear the same respect you’d give to any other shoes -real pants and shirts that have no mention of your alma mater. Mukluks have a great story, read it, treat it well.

The performances were impressive across the board, but it was the DJ crew of A Tribe Called Red that took the crowd by storm, turning the event into a full on dance party. These boys have incredible skills, seamlessly blending their native music with mainstream pop to create a sound unlike anything I’ve ever heard. You feel the life of this music. It isn’t just sounds, it’s a story. And you need to hear it. Luckily, there’s SoundCloud for that.

youth relived at the horseshoe

There are some bands who take you back to another time of your life with little more than a few words and that just-right chord. Green Day always does it for me with Good Riddance (Time of Your Life); Billie Joe starts and I’m back in my grade school gym, wishing I was living in Berkeley. There’s nothing like a school dance in the midst of a Niagara winter to make you want Californian sun.

But I digress.

Other bands bring you back in time not through familiar chords, but through a sound or a feeling. This was the case Friday evening at The Horseshoe Tavern, as three different bands took me back in time for three very different reasons.

We arrived in time for the second band – The Greys. A Toronto rock band that immediately hit a soft spot in my heart. The band was tight, and with a strong vocal lead ended up in some magical place between Pennywise, Against Me! and Anti-Flag.  This is raw, loud, powerful rock n’ roll at its best. No gloss, no fancy footwork, just 4 guys giving it their all and taking you along for the ride. It’s the music that reminds what it was to be young and stand for something.

Up next were the Fast Romantics. This Calgary band is newly transplanted to Toronto, but the Calgary in them was easy to see – there’s something wholesome about them, which is only amplified when singing love songs about love songs. There’s a 50s-ish vibe to their sound, which is rather good, even a bit special, once you surrender yourself to it. This took me a bit of time, having just relived the dingy-basement punk show nights of my youth with The Greys, but boyfriend has had FR on repeat ever since, and they’re growing on me.

And last but nowhere near least was another Toronto original, Teenage Kicks. They claim to love old rock and roll, and I’m not going to argue. They claim to write songs that stick with you and make you nostalgic for end of summer gatherings, and I’m not going to argue that either. In fact, I’m not going to argue anything because this was just great music. Stage presence to spare, and an undeniable confidence that a rock band needs to make you fall instantly in love. Do yourself a favour and run, don’t walk, to the next Teenage Kicks show.

hiatus over

As per usual, the appearance of Advertising Week has meant the disappearance of life. Much appreciated though, as the week inevitably turned into the best mix of meets, greets, and moderate debauchery (really, just over indulgence of late-night food and all-time coffee.)

But fret not. Life moves on post Ad Week, and not without new words to read. See below what I had to say about the week, with more to come.

Boyfriend and I teamed up for a survival guide. we followed it pretty well.

I waxed poetic about music and why advertising just doesn’t resonate the same.

Values made my heart flutter, because I do in fact value values.

People had some stylish thoughts; I snapped them on Day 1, Day 2 and Day 3&4.

And for good measure: we met some Radio City Rockettes.

Up next, listen for my rants and raves about the ever-extending Toronto fashion season. Pray for my feet. Please.

remember when :: the internet made the news

Way back in 1995, the internet was still a new enough phenomenon that it merited an entire segment on MTV News. Including clips from that decade’s biggest and best acts (remember when Billy Corgan had hair?), this is a serious throw back to a simpler time when pen-pals still equaled MTV in relevancy.


A personal favourite:

The net has become a blessing for music fans, who can now access data about and often communicate with their favourite acts.

Who could have guessed where that one was going to lead us…