Archive for November, 2007

Caribou – Eye Weekly (11.8.07)

November 13, 2007


Caribou‘s Dan Snaith calculates the never ending pop equation.


Puscifer review – Eye Weekly (11.8.07)

November 13, 2007

Puscifer – V is for Vagina


OK, Maynard, I stayed with you through the transgendered years and Tool’s recent non-involvement concert concept; your duet with Deftones singer Chino Moreno had its man-on-man moments; and A Perfect Circle’s mediocrity was at least tolerable until that industrial-sludge cover of “Imagine.” But what is Puscifer exactly? Is this some Jungian exercise in projecting your unconscious Suck in order to purge its negative influence on your Ego? Mustering the intestinal fortitude to open an album titled V is for Vagina in hopes that the voice of Tool will deliver something at least worthy of his undeniable talents, it pains me to report that Maynard James Keenan’s first solo effort is a monumental disappointment. Monotonous and uninspired, songs like “Queen B” and “Dozo” aren’t even camp enough to be laughable. Most songs barely catch a groove, and then hang on for dear life while Keenan mutters the same awkward phrases over and over. Only the lurching piano figures on “Drunk With Power” and “Rev. 22:20 (dry martini mix)” offer anything of interest, aside from when Keenan finally remembers that he has a vocal range on the latter. If this is a joke, I’m still waiting for the punchline.

Originally published in EYE Weekly (11.7.08).

MGMT review – Ukula (11.5.07)

November 9, 2007

The mysterious MGMT sort of release their full-length debut Oracular Spectacular.

The Weakerthans – Eye Weekly (11.1.07)

November 5, 2007


Cover story : The Weakerthans.

Ween live – Eye Daily (10.29.07)

November 1, 2007

Ween live at Sound Academy in Toronto – Oct 26.

Ween interview – Eye Weekly (10.25.07)

November 1, 2007


It’s been a long, strange trip for Ween. Since their humble beginnings as teenage musical soulmates recording songs on a lowly four-track under the mystical tutelage of the band’s inspirational demon god Boognish, Gene and Dean Ween (a.k.a. Aaron Freeman and Mickey Melchiondo) have spent 23 years perfecting their unique brand of drug-damaged, genre-jumping pop. For their latest release, La Cucaracha, the pair holed up in a dilapidated farmhouse, enduring a seemingly apocalyptic plague of ornery bats, mucus-inducing mould, leaky roofs and soot-spewing chimneys to pare an initial 50-plus songs down to a 13-track final mix. EYE WEEKLY spoke with Deaner right before the guitarist’s attention turned to more important matters: the Phillies’ first playoff game in 14 years.

You started with something like 50 songs for this record. What inspires your prolific output?
It’s the love of doing it. It’s changed a little bit — not the way we work; the way we work is exactly the same as it was when we were 14 years old. We like listening to ourselves on tape. I mean it’s the same satisfaction that we got when we started: wow, you can actually tape yourself and make music. Almost like we’re faking it, you know. Like, when are people going to catch on that we don’t know what we’re doing?