The “hot” new video for Victoria’s hunky choklit bar, Blank! Jordan Minky! This song from an album that hopefully exists…coming soon….? While you’re at it you can check out the whole album Luminous Piles of Fir from Old Life Records at www.blankmusic.bandcamp.com…it’s absolutely the freshest…sizzling new live act to come as well…check it out! huge crash!
this makes me really happy
Our very good friend and band mate Brady sent this one in. Enjoy.
In recognizing equality, we invariably accept some level of responsibility to that those we consider equal. Injustice cannot morally or even logically be committed against one’s perceived equal; to do so would undermine the integrity of one’s own self. Not every individual will be able to maintain this sober of a perspective all the time, so it is a concept enshrined in legal and social systems.
With each new social system, we have gradually extended equality to more and more people. Some 4,000 years ago, it was not uncommon to consider a neighbouring band to be unequal or to or, more bluntly, less human than one’s own. As bands turned to tribes turned to cities turned to kingdoms turned to states, the notion of equality spread between larger and larger groups of people. Though the British Empire was systematically racist and heavily stratified, the Brits generally believed themselves to have equal basic human rights. With this came a sense of responsibility for one another on a larger level: the idea of a nation. (more…)
Good morning everyone! I’m sure you’ve had a long weekend, just like 99% of us. And just like us your probably still feeling the effects of that wonderful night you had this weekend. And when Sunday reared its gruesome head and your eyelids where glued shut I’m sure you cried “It’s not worth it!”. I can also guarantee it most likely wasn’t worth it. That splitting headache, sore bones and sandpaper throat are no reward for the attempted kiss you tried to steal from that dance floor sweetheart. “I’ll never do that again!” you scream to the heavens…Well friend let me tell you something, you will and here is a band to perfectly back that hazy hops fueled Friday that lays only a handful of days away. You may not want to hear it from me now, but let me tell you that this band will become your go to party band this month. Think About Life is a Montreal based band that I promise will dominate your local dance floor and week now. I’m sure it’s just a matter of time before these songs are played to death by every DJ in the country, but remember you heard it hear first, maybe. They blend classic record sampling with disco beats and an oh-so-sweet T.V On The Radio-esque vocalist. Every moment of this album is infectious and catchy, the listener is aloud maybe a moments rest before the beat kicks back in and your hips are swaying, hair in your eyes and sweat on your brow. You mouth the words to “Havin’ My Baby” across the room to the cutie you’ve been eying, and surprisingly they mouth it back, this is the future, trust me.
Think About Life – Havin’ My Baby
-lionsteeth
If you are anything like me, then a soiled mattress, faint aroma of urine and fried chicken does nothing but heighten your enjoyment of art…
This street art was found in the alley behind the salvation army near Hastings and Nanaimo… conveniently located across the street from Church’s Chicken!!!
This cheeky buggers name is "Prime Rib"
I’d rather drink at a gallery than see art at one and In my opinion taking a stroll down Vancouver’s back alleys will yield, not necessarily better art but, definitely more interesting art than most galleries.
Some art belongs in a gallery and that is fine. I just want it to be known that whoever is responsible for some of the great street art around our lovely city, I am a fan…
wtf is a "Buzcrout"?
- japan11
I’d like to thank our reporter in the field: Cheese’n'PoutinePizza for taking these picture.
Now enjoy.
-lionsteeth with photo credit to cheese’n'poutinepizza
I have always had a hard time recommending more technical bands, the main reason being is that you could slap about 15 genres on them in 5 seconds flat all of which would start with a prog/math/tech prefix. In comes Tangled Thoughts of Leaving, which is a breath of fresh air in a sea of Dillinger Escape Plan ripoffs. The usual frantic, always changing guitar riffs are prominent, the drus and bass are tight and punchy, but this time a keyboard player is along for the ride. Keeping up with the guitar, the piano lays an assault like I have never heard before, exploding into soft jazzy breakdowns just long enough to catch your breath before doing it all over again.
We live in a culture of throw backs. A time of retro-chic where anything that’s current seems to be ‘passe’. Now I know this can be all confusing, however I’ll try my best to walk you through this. At some point, lets say in the early y2k era, bands/designs/cool bros said to them selves, “dudes, I think thats it for music/clothes/our lives, what do we do!” to which some one said, “Lets start playing music like our parents/grandparents!” Thus came the culture of musical, fashionable, and cultural throwback. Although it may not have went down exactly like that, and I’m sure its been around much longer than 10 years I’ve yet to find an era of music so hell bent on not sounding like themselves. 
Now don’t get me wrong, I love this shit. There are a ton of bands our there who are able to capture something our generation may have never heard before, tinny guitars, muffled drums and distant vocals. Mostly this comes down to shitty recordings and your usual 4 chordal progressions. This approach to music has exploded in the last few years with more and more bands with older and older sounds becoming extremely popular. Now that you know how it happened, lets wade through the shit and talk about a band combining that old psych sound with some wicked modern sensibilities. I have a theory, if you took a Black Angels song and played it for a ‘Nam veteran they either would claim they heard it in the jungle, or claim they where bunk mates with the drummer/singer/whoever. The music of The Black Angels stirs up something in you that seems to have been repressed, probably by your genetics, age and location but some how its still in there. If a twenty something guy from the north-west-pacific can relate can relate to dusty retro-based shoegaze drone, than I hope anyone can. The sound is altogether southern american, as the Black Angels are from Austin Texas, however in a non-nationalistic way, I guess I’ll call it North American. The lyrical content deals with topics these men/woman could never have dealt with in their lifetimes such as the horrors of the Vietnam war, being on the run from the law and yet they seem to describe these events perfectly in song… “We got off that boat, Charlies everywhere, lots of killing and dying, and no one seems to care…” The music defiantly has that old Velvet Underground drone and noise aspects, but The Black Angels where able to cut through most of the bullshit sticking to a formula that works flawlessly for them, and me. With 3 albums under their belt and a current world tour with Wolfmother (huh that band even still exists?) I think its time this band really blew the fuck up. Now enough babbling from the fan boy that is myself, lets here some Black Angels shall we?
The Black Angels – Bloodhounds On My Trail
-lionsteeth
