Whether you’re a student or Plateau dweller cursing the influx of fresh blood, here’s where to head-bang the pain away.
We spoke to the notorious French director about his new 3D hardcore film.
Sure they’ve changed, but you should probably go see them anyway. PLUS: More heavy gigs & the final installment of Drone 101.
If you had to place Slim Twig geographically, based solely on his sound, you’d certainly choose Montreal over Toronto. Much more specifically, he sounds like a Prairies refugee in a decrepit Mile End apartment building, sharing paper-thin walls with Sean Nicholas Savage and ¡Flist!
He’s always sounded a lot like a belle provincer. Back in 2008, he was making the kind of strobe-lit electro-rockabilly that got him booked (by me, incidentally) at a local David Lynch theme night. Now he’s audibly backed by an actual band — guitars, organ, piano, drums, back-up vocals — and while the whole package is somehow tighter, more focused and more accessible, it’s also deliberately, gleefully weird and as loose as a wizard sleeve.