PORTAGE & MAIN/ REDBIRD/TWINRIVER material publicly released over the March9 • TheMediaClub songs, such as "I Fall Again," and Amid the remnants of the show, sipate like the rushing of a passing Standing outside in the wet, I ran a "RollMe Over."With their meticulous we said our anonymous farewells to train, exemplified in the banger hand _through my loose misgivings riffs, conducted by Wellman's sweep- and entered the Media Club with a cool head. Where tangled beards ing vocals, everysong resounded as a rock 'n' roll adage, fully willing and to parade upon. rumbling bass that escalated with a steam generated intensity and dis- the three bands we had come to see. Although I was far from knowing those crammed into the Media Club tracks: "Dirrd up" and "House Juno Eventide". The tone was paradoxical, both 40 years. The homage-melange was Glass Kites, whose first full-length performance reminiscent ofRoyston surprisingly pleasing, delivered as it was by accomplished and enthusiastic album came out online January r, March15 • FiveSixty As well as being in a sort of cultural Langdon from 'gos glam pop band players, making the show more enter- passing look-see at the recently SpaceHog. taining and less doggedly derivative pressed material. Playing the album no-mans land, FiveSixtyon Seymour "We're not disappointing you, than it could have been. front to back, engulfed in a swirling Street (the old A&BSound, to Vancou- are we?" Konrad asked the early eve- After two full sets the crowd size noticeably increased. But, despite snowflakes, sometimes like spinning GLASS KITES/ SUPERCASSETTES / FACTS / BEDOFSTARS backed up by the band's beautiful, melodic pop, gavean impressive vocal· served up an ambitious, all-encom- display of lights-sometimes like and loose ink are used as emblems capable of sending the horde into a that Friday night, each of us parted eerie and pleasant and somewhat verites over 2 5) is itself a sort of void. ning crowd. "No? That's good," he by both artist and audience, deviating full on swing. with the same thought in mind: so humorous in its enveloping rich atmo- Cavernous,multi-leveled,and covered replied to an unclear response from the surge in numbers, the energy galaxies, sometimes like lush grassy all over with small square tiles and the crowd. "At least, I hope that was remained on the mellow side for the green hills disintegrating into noth- whitewashed brick in a Euro toilet a no." Bed of Stars closed their set third band on the bill, Supercassette. ingness--Glass into a sound that resembled chatter- chic, the venue feels like a place you're with "Nothing left to Lose," a bouncy Seemingly immune to the band's part Laser Pink Floyd, one part Sigur ing robots. In their wake was left the more likely to get lost in than discover· crowd pleaser that has been seeing jokes and their exuberant brand of Ros junior, and one part makeout anything new at. There to check out the Glass Kites regular airtime on the Peak radio sta- party-fueling synth-rock, folks pro- room at a '70s high school party. tion since the release of their EP I Fell ceeded to stand at a polite distance The crowd at this point had in Lovein theCitylast August. from one another and watch Super- reached peak density, huddling cassette sweat it out. close to the stage and swaying to the from such a uniform can cause some unwanted attention. Taking their cue, Portage & Main aligned themselves behind the now Standing on the outside looking central Sponarksi, and his partner in, I watched as the harmonies of in front, Harold Donnelly. With- Twin River's Courtney Ewan and Andy Bishop, backed by Dustin Bromley out so much as a moment of conscious reconfiguration, Portage & long and goodbye. -Sam Hawkins sphere, consisting of raw and sharp metallic tones that would dissolve BLINDHORSES/ BEAMMS / BO(SUN) March11 • TheElectricOwl hopeful shouting of"Encore!" from the elated and energetic crowd. Kites' set was one and MalcolmJack, played "Can't Keep Main began heaving out sunburned Jonathan Sherk of8o(sun) radiated a Blind Horses continued the atmo- album release show, I was readyto take This Alive." They unified the crowd southern rock, fueling the crowd thunderous wall of white noise as he spheric thread and built their set that feeling to the bank, but instead I Next, with little ado, following ended up pleasantly surprised by the a few choice old school drum and "You don't have to be afraid to band's layered, heavy, dreamy prog parade of talented young bands that bass and deep house tracks DJed by dance," quipped the lead singer, but rock. Between singer Leon Feldman's carried on with the night in front of Wobangs, Facts took the stage. The the crowd didn't bite. Supercassette acrobatic, Thom Yorke-ish vocals and a sparse, but loving crowd. In a huge band seemed determined to give the played a solid, high-energy set, but guitarist Curt Henderson's crowd a primer on their most sig- ended with a song we were told we sharp Jonny Greenwood profile, the nificant musical influences-a and invited me into the gathering. Twin River's blend offolk alternative rock, lead by the powerfully gentle voice of Ewan, prepped the audience with showers of spittle, and bringing the audience within an inch of their vocal chords. Feeding off each other's defining voices, Donnelly's sat equably on the stage floor behind his laptop. As the caustic sound began to corrode the place just behind the eyes, an oscillating pulse began to around stark juxtaposing elements, from the walking technical b_assand rhythm sections ofJack and Will Macdonald, to the sharp choppy founda- for the evening to come. On this Fri- burly features and booming beard tame the blinding white and carry it tions of Peki Hajdukovic's supporting venue like FiveSixtyyou really have to day night, the kickoff for Redbird were subverted by his angelic voice. in gentle transition to an organic and guitar. These parts were largely tied feel for the opening act. and Portage & Main's cross-Canada tour, the union between friend and stranger was bridged. Alongside John Sponarski, the concurrent front man of Portage & And with Sponarksi's strong recital and striking dominance on stage, it was clear that he was more than just a role player alongside either Donnelly or Wellman. disorienting atmosphere. The surrounding layers were strangely familiar, but altered; like memories from a dream. Percussive clicks resembling together by the honey-dripping voice oflead singer, Danny Majer's heavily manipulated guitar, which would support and influence the individually pebbles against slate peppered the awkward sections towards intensity. Main, as well as Ben Appeheimer Slowing down the pace, Portage dreamy melodies that floated atop Such songs as "Veils" or "Hands, (bass) and Graham Selr (drums), & Main invited Wellman on stage an almost tangible blood-trembling Ghost" would start small and sim- Redbird's Savannah Leigh Well- to perform backup vocals for their bass. As abruptly as he began, the ple, beginning with a steady, raw and man's unmistakable seductiveness song "Rocky Mountain Wanderer," laptop was closed and a "thank you" rhythmic strum from Peki, or ribbons consigned the crowd into a pro- lulling the crowd into peaceful sway. signaled the end of his set. of harmonizing a cappella falsetto. longed frenzy. The eight months But before long, they revved up their BEAMSS, a music project con- The momentum built with glossy, since Redbird's release of their EP engines, and busted out a new track sisting of Sam Beatch and Sebastian prattling seabird-toned guitar riffs We'reAllFriendsand LoversUntil it Falls "Sweet Darling," as well as the Davidson hovered over their equip- that weaved through the elements and Apart allowed their live resonance to crowd-pleaser, "Carolina." With their ment like bobbing birds and dis- wound them tightly into crescendo. develop a fervency we don't hear on national tour officiallyunderway, this played their unique brand of dreamy The songs rose and fell like the rolling the album. musical union between Redbird and minimal-house. Contrasting with swells of the sea touched by a breathy Exemplified in their newly issued Portage &Main is distinctly appropri- 8o(sun), BEAMSS''dense atmosphere storm. With an energetic close to the track, "The Tower," the band that ate. Looking further than their inter- rest~d on a more structured and grip- night they bowed to the audience and already (quoted from their website) secting musicianship, each group has ping percussion. Instead of getting were received with adulation. "pulls from a slew of sonic inspira- a dominion over their audience that lost in the music you were gently tions," conducted the club's tenor ultimately works together. Redbird lead through the parts, as they intro- to their choosing. Largely playing establishes duced warm melodic swells atop dark ORJ(J;s; r4lt 34 last year, their set included a few new Portage & Main is more than happy the groundwork that -Dylan Beatch knife- bit of may "recognize from TSN." Titled Radioheadparallels are hard not to Playingto a couple dozen fans and Talking Heads here, some Spoon and "Good Company," the song was a make. To their credit, the band has friends in a space that could easily the Killers there, at times a Zooropa- departure from the rest of their play- meticulously composed their wayinto hold two hundred, Bed of Stars did era U2 flavour-and so, Facts' set list and, owing to its more generic territory all their own. their best to banish the vacuum of read like a Wikipedia entry on Popu- radio rock sound, kind of a down note empty space. Singer Evan Konrad, lar Rock 'n' Roll music of the last to end on. After playing the album's closing track, "Slowly (Home)", Glass Kites shut things down with a tonne-of-bricks-heavy s medley of two non-album RECORD 10% OFF NEW VINYL 20% OFF USED VINYL SATURDAY APRIL 21 ST Browse songs, "Apocalypse" and 3,000 and relentless jam that Local & Independent Bands in the CiTR sponsored Vancouver Band Directory "Redemption," a howling broke the dial off at rr. Satisfying. Wobangs played the crowd out with an appropriately far-out mix of dance hits, from Cece Peniston to CSS, but perhaps not surprisingly, still no one was dancing. -Joni McKervey 35