Finally made it to a couple of Halifax Pop Explosion shows last night. It was day three of the festival, but day one of MY festival, because of stupid work commitments earlier in the week.
The CKDU Lobby Show was great, but crowded and sweaty. I should not have bought a hot cup of coffee right before the show started. Forest City Lovers delivered a great set of “songs that sound like winter,” and faced persistent technical difficulties with uncommon grace. Cousins, as always, were loud and abrasive and fun. Dog Day were good, but I don’t recall them sounding so much like Joy Division on their albums. I wonder if there was something up with the microphones, because I know that the Forest City Lovers asked for lots of reverb. Still, good times.
Despite tiredness and headaches and rain and my neighbor fucking with my laundry, I managed to get to the Seahorse for the Darcys, unfortunately missing Boats, who I was very excited for seeing. Whisky and beer and the Darcys cheered me right up with their bearded rock and roll. [notes from the show: “this band sounds like Midlake. Wait, maybe it’s just the beards. Do Midlake have beards? They sound like they have beards… This Band Sounds Like Beards!]
Rebekah Higgs was okay. I like what she has going on with the two microphones and doing her own backup vocals, which is a neat trick, but overall I think her music would be better suited to a Starbucks. I can see sipping a hot beverage to this music, I thought to myself.
Golden Dogs were just plain amazing. You take the word “Dogs” which is good, you add the adjective “Golden,” and you’ve got something that is uncommonly good. They lived up to their name. They tore the roof off the sucker and I left with a lighter wallet and more vinyl.
TONIGHT: Stuck in the library reading about… Aboriginal Treaty Rights?
TOMORROW: Silly Kissers and Handsome Furs!