Songs don’t so much rise out of Yves Jarvis’s Sundry Rock Song Stock (Anti-) as they swim around, fray, and dissolve. In that sense, the most characteristic track on the Canadian producer and multi-instrumentalist’s new album, the woozily liquid “Ambrosia,” is one of the oddest. Anxiously percolating keyboard and an echoing, violinlike noise wander past […]
Montreal synth-pop trio Le Couleur delve into some disturbing history on their new album, Concorde, named for the supersonic airliner that in the 1970s made it possible for elite jet-setters to leave their European estates and arrive at Manhattan nightclubs after as little as three hours in the air. Midway through the record’s title track, […]
Montreal dance-pop duo Blue Hawaii instinctively understand what kind of sounds get people to boogie, and that’s never been more clear than on their fourth album, October’s Open Reduction Internal Fixation (Artbus). They’ve long had a flair for tastefully minimal dance tracks, but some of the songs on the new record are so skeletal they […]
In Empress Archer, the troupe combine various pieces into one work.
Logan Square’s Q-Tine specializes in the food of Montreal (poutine) and Memphis (barbecue), and does a decent job of both.
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Marie Chouinard presents Mouvements and Le Sacre du Printemps at the MCA.
The title track from Omegas’ Blasts of Lunacy
The excellent single “Open” could help unravel the mystery of LA electronic duo Rhye.
The Man Who Lived on His Bike, a charming video by Guillaume Blanchet
In an insane four days, Jeremy works for Iron & Wine, Pavement, and Sonic Youth. Can he pull it off?
Mado’s Canadian doppelgÃ¤nger, Cowbell
My new favorite DJs in Montreal.
Montreal’s AIDS Wolf are an immense onslaught of terrorizing chigger-itch guitar and smash-crash-bash drumming, fronted by a woman who screams and whines like she’s channeling all the PMS in the world. Judging from the handful of songs on their MySpace page–the only music they’ve got available so far–their brand of what’s now embarrassingly called “noise […]