When I think ‘Italian’, I visualise an oversized giant of a man squeezed into an unnecessarily tight tux singing incomprehensible opera, the Colosseum, my scary (Italian) driving instructor who once hit me with a pencil for pressing the accelerator when I should have been pressing the brake and finally, munching on dough balls at Pizza Express.
Arts: ‘Lunch with Quattro Formaggio’ and then a few drinks after…
Music: Toronto Takeover: NXNE
Every June sees the annual music, film and interactive festival NXNE takeover venues around downtown Toronto. This year the sun came out to shine on the 17th event with over 300,000 people enjoying the fun (110,000 of them filling Dundas Square over 4 days to see bands like Fucked Up, Descendents, DD/MM/YYY, Cults, Devo, Digable Planets and The Pharcyde). Team Fused headed out to check out the action, catch some rays on a boat, take in some bands and films and enjoy the Toronto way of life. CONTINUE READING THIS POST >
Music: Emmy the Great live review
In live performance Emmy the Great (songwriter Emma Lee-Moss) fought her corner, albeit subtly, for anti-folk. She has been tied to this movement since playing for legendary promoter Sgt Buzfuz as one half of duo Contraband in 2003, and on Wednesday night those associations were confirmed.
Music: The Walkmen live review
A small select witnessed a valuable performance from The Walkmen on Wednesday night at Birmingham’s Barfly. They were utterly convincing from the outset, combining the ghostly undertone of their slower material with controlled and professional musicianship. CONTINUE READING THIS POST >
Music: Record Reviews 07.11.08
Stephen John Kalinich – A World Of Peace Must Come (Light In The Attic)
Legend has it that Brian Wilson took to his bed sometime in 1967 having junked his Smile album and given in to drugs. He certainly left that album unfinished but the rest is myth: he’d relinquished control of the Beach Boys but still cut music until truly retreating from the world in the early 70s. This curio comes from 1969, the product of a collaboration between Brian and poet, Kalinich. It’s strictly for the heads: sparse, Smiley Smile style (non) production occasionally couches winsome, folky, spoken word passages. Still, an excellent snap shot of an L.A. bereft of innocence at the end of the sixties. CONTINUE READING THIS POST >
