NXNE Review: The Disraelis, June 15, Silver Dollar

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It’s 3am on a Friday night. I’m on very little sleep. My feet are starting to hurt. So why the hell am I still up, beer in hand, watching yet another band, yet alone one I’ve seen before? Well, for one thing, because it’s not really a music festival if I don’t punish my body with too little sleep and too much of everything else. For another, because the band I was here to see is a pretty good one.

The Disraelis are no newcomers to the Toronto scene. They’ve been around for a good while, playing their brand of ’80s style postpunk with a dash of shoegaze around town at bars like The Silver Dollar and they do it well. Since the last time I had seen them, the band had undergone a bit of a lineup change, with two former members of The Hoa Hoa’s joining singer/bassist Cameron Ingles for this new iteration of the band (some former members have gone on to form the similarly ’80s-inspired band The Holiday Crowd). Anchored by Ingles’ killer basslines, the band laid down a solid, at times hypnotic groove that held the attention of the packed house at The Silver Dollar. On a final note, I’d like to make mention of the fact that Ingles was wearing what appeared to be a turtleneck t-shirt. I wasn’t really aware that such an item even existed.

NXNE Review: DIIV, June 15, Lee’s Palace

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Formerly known as Dive, indie poppers DIIV have recently changed their name “…out of respect for Dirk Ivens and the original Dive … We’ve not been contacted by Dirk Ivens or his lawyers, but the short of it is that I don’t really give a fuck what the band is called. I originated this project in a bedroom with no internet and didn’t know if it would ever leave the bedroom. “DIVE”,the word, was an element of what inspired the project in its genesis, but we’ve outgrown the name and its associations. The band is the same, the music is the same, the future will always be the same. A name is nothing.” So there you go. Respect.

DIIV are a foursome from Brooklyn created out of a solo project by frontman Zachary Cole Smith, who looks like he could be about 16 years old. This may make some sense, having the word “yearling” written on his guitar. He was wearing a light green long-sleeved,over-sized shirt with “Malibu” written on it which could have been purchased at either the Goodwill or Urban Outfitters and with his shaggy blond hair he could have been mistaken for Zack Morris’s cuter, more rebellious younger brother. But I digress.

Their music was a mix of shoegaze pop with obvious sounds of early ’80s British bands like The Cure and Echo and the Bunnymen. They’re young and new to the game but have already released three singles and will continue to grow with their first album “Oshin” scheduled for release on June 26th.

NXNE Review: METZ, June 15, Wrongbar

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Wrongbar is probably my least favourite venue in the city besides Opera House (but that’s only because taking transit to the east end is as painful as watching an episode of Dr. Phil). Wrongbar has a low stage so unless you’re on the elevated sides, you can’t see the band from the main floor which makes it next to impossible to take a decent picture (see above for proof). As well, the stage lighting is minimal, it’s sound is awful, it’s narrow and poorly designed for getting out of there with a wooden table built in the middle by the front bar, and when it’s a packed show, like it was on this night, it’s hot and stanky.

Beyond my whining and complaining, some people like a hot and stanky rock show and on this occasion, local favourites METZ were the providers. METZ were recently signed to Sub Pop and played songs from their forthcoming debut album to be released in October.They play speedy noise punk with crunchy distorted bass provided by Chris Slorach who could easily be mistaken for John Hamm (re: the poorstage lighting), thrashing drumming from Hayden Menzies, and a high energy stage presence from guitarist/vocalist Alex Edkins. At one point Alex lost his glasses mid-song and responded after with “Anyone see my fucking lens? I need that shit and I need it fuckin’ bad.” There were also also lots of “dancers” down front which had him reminding everyone to “be nice to each other. If you knock someone over, then pick them up.” I’m quite sure I also heard him say that someone was bleeding up there too, confirmed by a trip I took to the washroom at the end of their set. A hot, stanky, bloody rock show.

NXNE Review: Mac DeMarco, June 14, The Garrison

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What NXNE says: “Montreal-based Mac DeMarco – it seems – has the magic touch. His previous group Makeout Videotape – which played an epoch-defining 3am set at the Garrison last NXNE – had built up a solid reputation as fantastically sloppy live and sloppily fantastic on record before breaking up late last year. His new project, which was quickly signed to NYC’s tastemaking Captured Tracks label, is the real dangerously good deal.You could say there’s a unique beauty in the faux-rock star posing or the quasi-ironic lyrics – cf. “Baby’s Wearing Blue Jeans,” “One More Tear To Cry,” and “Rock and Roll Night Club” – but really it’s all just about his incredible songs. Caught up somewhere between Girls’ 60s influenced cry-for-help-indie, Ariel Pink’s weirdo-stoner-pop and the street level, glammed-up singer-songwriter tradition of Jonathan Richman and David Bowie, DeMarco’s tracks are svelte and sexy rock ‘n’ roll tinged with weight-of-the-Western-world-on-his-shoulders melancholy.”

 What PM says:  Playing an earlier set than their previous night’s much praised show at the Drake Underground, I figured this would be a better opportunity to beat the crowds and catch one of the festival’s more hyped bands. There was a smaller audience earlier in the evening but after being asked politely to “come closer,” the crowd moved forward and started to get into their unique form of lazy lo-fi blues rock. This doesn’t come across as well when you listen to their recorded material, but seeing them live they are much more loose, fun and way less dark. Stage antics abound: at one point Mac ended up on the ground noodling with his bassist and when the song was finished he commented that “I think I bit his penis tip too hard.” They remind me of what Thrush Hermit might have been like had they become frat boys and turned to drugs way back when. Of all the bands I’ve seen so far it was nice to see a band that didn’t take themselves so seriously. No gimmicks and no posing. Just play the music and have a good time doing it.