As all three of you readers likely haven't noticed, my recent posts have all been about Toronto shows. Well the fact of the matter is that I've joined the migration and moved to the big smoke. In honour of this, and in wanting a fresh start of sorts, a remodel, a makeover, I've begun a NEW blog.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Blog Transition - AudioVernacular
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Mary Rose Obsession - Hard Rock Cafe - Feb.9
Yes, this was a battle of the bands but Mary Rose Obsession are much more polished than your high school rock group. They've got a mix of influences all stemming from the popular hard rock genre (I'd put Finger Eleven in with them; a friend likened them to Danko Jones). The stage presence from the two pairs of brothers is impressive and shows that they've been at this for some time, yet still one step away from gaining recognition for it. They have built a small but loyal following and perhaps a win in the next round would not only secure them an opening spot for Bon Jovi in London, England but have that fan base explode too - or at least they'll start getting some rotation on The Edge where they would fit in nicely. Check it out and cheer 'em on, might just luck out and take in their pretty darn entertaining reinvention of Justin Timberlake's What Goes Around..
Bravestation - Supermarket Jan. 19 - Craig Stickland
Monday, February 21, 2011
The Mountains and The Trees - Tranzac (Jan 20, 2011)
The Mountains and the Trees, a band name with a solo performer much like City & Colour, was the main attraction at the Tranzac on a cold evening in January. He was seemingly at ease, sitting down throughout his performance that featured many of the songs from his very listenable album I Made This For You. Lyrically his songs are quite transparent and therefore emotionally affecting, and it seemed that he was making connections in this large room occupied by only a small but adoring crowd. The mic'ed flower-patterned suitcase placed in front of him did indeed become percussion later in the set, and despite playing an electric guitar there was a mic placed to pick up his picking as well. On the closer he employed very deliberate looping, including the bowing of his guitar to great effect.
Akron/Family for Family Day (Horseshoe Feb. 20)
A night of indulgence began with All-You-Can-Eat sushi luckily I slipped away from that smorgasbord to continue with Delicate Steve at the Horseshoe. The five-piece out of N.J. seemed like Akron/Family lite, in that their music was slightly improvisational, kept vocals to a minimum but featured some tight musicianship. Not ordinarily considered an instrument, the keyboardist also threw down some intense clap patterns (intense judging by his facial expressions anyway). Additionally he was featured with a whistle solo, but unlike Friday night's whistle solo at the 'Shoe this one was played on a gym whistle! These were just eccentric aspects of a thoroughly entertaining opening set where the singing guitars and driving drums carried us through. Having the drummer prominently sat sideways, facing the band at stage-edge was an added treat too. The closing song had a drum machine in addition to his drumming, which they turned down for a stellar mid-song guitar solo and then cranked back up to finish an already strong set with an intense melding of everything all at once. This was met with an equally intense response from the crowd and these lads looked genuinely appreciative of the outpouring of appreciation.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Dan Mangan and The Crackling, Harbourcoats (Trinity St.Paul's Church, Toronto Oct. 28)
There's something about that Dan Mangan. An unmistakable likability, the way he can warm a room with his presence, charm a crowd with a flicker of a smile. Last night he proved that this can extend to hundreds of people at a time as he wowed an assembly of followers in the Church of Mangan. (Sacrilegious? It was actually held in Toronto's Trinity-St.Paul's Church.)
From the line snaking down Bloor West full of devotees rushing for front-pew seating (including me - success!) or procrastinating fans desperately hoping for a ticket at the door (was that Will Currie and TPC's Graham Wright I saw?), it was clear excitement was riding high for this show.
Before Dan could take the stage a few additional treats were bestowed upon the crowd that quickly filled up the small lower lever, before lining the benches in the larger upper auditorium. The Crackling came first and did a rather impressive job as a three piece making some 'beautiful music' (Dan's words, though I'll agree) sans drummer. The lack of drumming makes sense as the band is actually fronted by the drummer from Dan's band, Kenton, now manning an acoustic guitar, who is flanked by Gord the guitarist and Conrad(?) the fretless bass player, in their usual roles. Using both their vocals, sometimes in harmony, and their instruments, they really did create great music and knew how to add emphasis - primarily via footstomp.
A respected Canadian indie rocker turned singer-songwriter followed this up. Bry Webb under the guise of Harbourcoats did a set of purely acoustic songs which allowed his raw talent to show through. It is obvious but can't go without saying that his distinctive voice, made famous through his role fronting The Constantines, really sets him apart.
Finally it was time for Dan Mangan - though by finally I don't mean it, as it was only 9pm, and secondly he had already made an appearance as humble guest drummer for The Crackling's singalong, "I hear what you're saying". (Taking his spot at the drumset and wise-assing "So Stayin' Alive in B?")
The music may all fall under the solo heading 'Dan Mangan' but nine people took the stage for this performance, and though members came and left throughout various points of the evening, when the crash of nine instruments hit, it really made a thunderous impression. (Stand-up bass, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, keys/trumpet, trombone, drums, 2 violins, cello) Right from the start they gave us a taste of what they could do with a version of Sold that sucked in the audience and had a clap-along from song one.
It was actually a miscue during the second song that set the mood for the evening. Partway through You Silly Git Dan accidentally bumped his mic stand sending it oscillating in front of him, but in a mere moment, while sauntering back and forth with it, he hurriedly snuck in "..and the next line couldn't be more topical" before singing "I'm not as clever as I look". This was heartily received and from here out the evening's mood was good-natured and intimate, despite the size of the crowd.
Paring down to five members for Road Regrets they maintained the smaller line-up and went acoustic for The Indie Queens are Waiting. However this version required a pre-apology from Dan, "you'll see why". During the chorus band members would echo the lyrics, Veda Hille's recorded part, in near-falsetto voices which not only had the audience members in hysterics, but also got Dan going too with one glimpse of his bass player's scrunched up singing face. A normally sentimental song was given over to comedy but it was well worth it!
Also showcased this evening were a number of new songs. Showing promise from the very first, Post War Blues, it was a rocking song that began with military-like drums and ended up roaring as-much-as, or more than, any other Dan Mangan song released to date.
Tina`s Glorious Comeback saw the members forgo a drumset in exchange for tapping drumsticks and the shaking of a tambourine - complimented by hearty footstomping.
With only two guitars, bass and drums the core group introduced another as-yet unreleased song, Oh Fortune, which had ambient string scratching and cymbal rubbing.
The most stunning song of the night may very well have been a heartfelt version of Basket, introduced as an ode to his grandfather. Beginning with Dan alone he sang emotively while picking his guitar. With everyone fully drawn in, the bass joined, then the violins and the song built to crescendo, before returning to bare guitar and voice. Incredible.
The only way to follow this was with Fair Verona which had a similar structure of quiet, working up to huge heights before coming down again.
Having been treated to a few lush, layered songs it was time for a change of pace. As everyone but Dan exited the stage we were told we were about to witness the first ever playing of this song for any audience - not even the band had heard it. What followed was a courageous song, one that asked many questions ranging from anger to sorrow and absolutely hit its mark.
To add yet another dynamic to this already impressive show the band, minus violins and cello, returned for a cover song - Elliott Smith`s I`m Gonna Love You Anyhow. R.I.P.
A pick-me-up was offered in the form of Some People. The improvised instrumental interlude showed the band`s chops and sounded pretty great, before bringing it back around to finish off the tune.
In finale, perhaps predictable but no less appreciated, they burned into Robots. The silly song that everyone loves to sing along with. And boy did we sing, as Dan leapt from the stage into the aisles we leapt to our feet, and as he climbed onto the back of a pew our voices climbed to the rafters. It was an uplifting experience, one might say magical or even holy considering the appropriate setting.
With looks of genuine appreciation, mixed with charming humility, Dan smiled and waved as he left the stage met by our natural standing ovation that carried on from the close of the set.
Just as naturally the five main members (keys included) returned for an absolutely necessary encore. In a bit of a twist they played another new song, inspired by the movie Stand By Me, that was excellent and seemed to have the quintessential 'Dan Mangan' feel.
Joined by everyone on stage, and from the sounds of the angelic voices, everyone in the church, the closer was So Much For Everyone. A beautiful song in its own right it is brought to a whole new level fully unplugged. As Dan's guitar & voice intro works up to the song's breakout and he is joined by the better part of one thousand voices united in the love for his music, it sends chills. Euphoric!
Sunday, August 29, 2010
City & Sara, Ra Ra-Sleep (+Special Hip Guest)
Tegan and Sara, City and Colour after the jump..
That Girl had the couples in the house (both gay and straight) reaching for each other's hands, while Sometimes was reworked as a rocker with legit electric guitar solos and everything. To close out the set he followed T&S' lead by closing with an album closer - the slow burn of Bring Me Your Love's As Much As I Ever Could.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Band of Horses, and other Toronto Island Bands (Pavement, Beach House, Zeus, Timber Timbre)
Despite being on Toronto Island and in line before doors were set to open most of the patrons did not make it in before the bands began, with us being no exception. The Beauties and Flash Lightnin’ had come and gone.
Zeus was wrapping up their last couple tunes as the sun broke out to match our exuberance of finally making it into the venue. The huge and still relatively empty space didn’t allow Zeus to crank up the energy as they are capable of, but the sound did come across clearly, especially during the guitar solos. They did their go-to Genesis cover That’s All but overall didn’t leave much of a distinct impression.
Timber Timbre’s music seems more appropriately suited for a darkened basement club and was therefore out of context on this now-sunny afternoon in the glorious nature of Toronto Island. Taylor Kirk – the mastermind behind it all – even commented on how he was about to play an awful song on a nice day before picking his guitar and keeping slow, distinct time with a simple kick drum. He was accompanied by a lap steel which was being bowed, and deeper in the set the sound was filled out by a female violinist, a clarinet and a subdued sax. He cut the speed of Until the Night is Over in half during its live rendition. The set didn’t particularly fit the vibe and didn’t much improve my previous opinion of his music being a slight yawn played live.
Beach House are receiving a lot of love lately and the music does seem suited for lazy days in the sun, even at a beach house. However the live performance was not all that entertaining for someone with only a cursory knowledge of their music, and from what I heard even fans weren’t particularly blown away. The duo played their guitar and synths, backed by a drummer, and the music swirled lazily while the female did a take on headbanging that didn’t sync up all too well. Repetitive vocals didn’t do anything to increase interest and eventually the set passed us by.
By the time Band of Horses hit the stage I was ready for something to impress me, and this set was the prescription the doctor had ordered. For some reason I find it funny that middle-aged dudes are often behind some of the most adored hipster music of the day, and from Band of Horses made this thought resurface. Regardless of their appearance they are a group of five hard-hitting great musicians. Often combining three guitars simultaneously, both electric and acoustic, they remade their already stellar album cuts in impressive fashion live, featuring tracks from all of their full lengths. Their technical playing was pretty darn great, and that unique voice coupled so well. Infinite Arms has taken longer to gain traction in my playlist but the performance of the new material improved its chances (though unfortunately Northwest Apartment wasn’t included). What was included, saving the best for last, was The Funeral which the crowd clapped out with great appreciation for a fantastic performance.
Pavement were before my time. I missed them in their prime, and despite all the good I'd heard and checking them out via their recently released Quarantine the Past 'Best Of' I couldn't get into them. After the exuberance of BSS I couldn't be much bothered with them here either. The five-piece, (including two drumsets) did open with Cut Your Hair which is the one song that I had dug. I couldn't get into the set though, even with Kevin Drew and the Band of Horses lead singer joining them onstage early in the set for a collab. After a beer Pavement played the soundtrack to our walk to the inevitably long ferry line back to the city.For the main event of this day, curators and co-headliners, Broken Social Scene check this review that was actually published soon afterward.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Rush Through Time
It was a few years ago upon hearing The Trees that I vowed that I would see Rush perform live. A few opportunities passed me by but on Saturday I snapped up the chance to catch the show, alongside my father, a long-time fan.
They'd apparently just taken to the stage as I entered and unlike Leafs games where the stands don't fill up til the end of the first, the ACC was absolutely packed. Fans of this legendary Toronto trio were in for a full night of Rush hits ranging from classics right through to tracks from their upcoming release, hence the appropriately titled Time-Machine Tour. To go along with this theme the stage was decked out with things that looked like a cross between front-load washing machines and old-school juke boxes that would alternatively blink or smoke. Regardless of this theme Neil Peart manned a massive drumset in his customary cap, Alex Lifeson made his guitar scream in loafers, a sports coat and jeans, while Geddy Lee had his signature glasses topping off jeans and a T. Unlike some bands from the past it is the music they play and not their fashion that makes them famous.
Pearts drumming has often been the headline for Rush, but Lifeson can really work his guitar, while I was also impressed with the fat bass lines emanating from Geddy's instrument. These were all featured in the first half that had a variety of hits and deeper cuts highlighted for me by Freewill.
Following an intermission (and a hokey video intro that saw the band acting, including Lifeson donning a fat-suit) we were given, as promised, Moving Pictures, front-to-back, in full. As they progressed from Tom Sawyer to Red Barchetta, the incredible instrumental YYZ to Limelight, each successive song kept replacing the last as my favourite of the show. The B-side wasn't half bad either.
Following this there were some theatrics. Not only were there indoor fireworks (that startled the bejeezus outta me) but there were also fireballs in time with some xylophone work. Neil Peart showcased his skills in an eight-minute drum solo that saw his 360-degree drumset spin around him while he never missed a beat. Following this, presumably to give Neil's arm's a moment's rest, Alex came onstage with an acoustic guitar for an extended intro into Closer to the Heart, a radio-staple that had a rousing reception. The hits came fast and furious now, with only the odd Snakes and Ladders or future release tossed in. During 2112 (part I, & II?) drumsticks could be seen flipping through the air as the crowd enthusiastically pumped along to the "Hey"'s.
Despite having rocked for closing in on three hours already an encore was heartily cheered for and received. Coming back on stage with an instrumental track they rolled into a reggae version of Working Man. Part way through the switch flipped and this massive hit rocked out in all its glory as a suitable closer to an incredible glimpse of the lifelong catalog of this city's "Working Band".
(Following the show a skit featuring the duo from I Love You, Man, the movie, played on the big screen. In character these two continued their devotion to "the Holy Triumvirate" by breaking into their dressing room, only to be caught by Rush themselves. And yes, Geddy Lee did "slappa da bass.")
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
BSS in the Olympic Island Sun
The curators of this sort-of annual one-day fest graciously took to the stage during the second-last timeslot of the day, beginning with the sun setting and ending at dusk. Between was a whirlwind of musicians and a roaring set full of a heckuva lot of new tracks off Forgiveness Rock Record, their first legit release since 2005. Album and concert opener World Sick was played by a pared down band of only seven, but they quickly ballooned before even reaching song two as people stepped up midsong, including a first appearance by Lisa Lobsinger. Although she was highly praised by BSS-circus ringleader, Kevin Drew, while introducing her for her lead vocals on All to All she was relegated to back-up on other songs and not given the respect I think she deserves. It's hard to hold the limelight though when stars such as Leslie Feist arrive to sing 7/4 Shoreline. Fighting through some early technical difficulties they played on, bringing out Sebastien Grainger sans guitar for a few, as well as introducing Ms. Emily Haines to sing too. There was a duet between Feist and Haines on Sentimental X's which caught them face to face as the sun made a final burst through the clouds minutes prior to setting that was particularly beautiful. There was so much swapping in and out that its difficult to capture it all so here's some notes.
After Lover's Spit concluded the band hit new decibels with Meet Me in the Basement that was almost too much to bear from my range 15 rows from the stage. When they came back for the inevitable encore of Ibi Dreams of Pavement (considering Pavement was closing the night) I was glad I'd stayed to take in all 19 members pour on-stage to finish off the love-in.
Monday, June 14, 2010
National Antlers
Groping my way to my seat through the extremely dim Massey Hall (bumping heavily into one poor chap) I could hear a great deal of noise coming from the opening band on stage. Arriving at my second-row balcony seat I was overlooking a trio who were entertaining the already half-filled seats. The vocalist was also playing simple guitar into pedals that were reverberating the sound throughout the auditorium, while the stockin' footed keyboardist did his best in front of a rather great drummer. In fact those argyle socks were doing nearly as much work as his hands on the keys but whatever they were doing it was working. The Antlers' style of music, which can be difficult to translate to a live setting, was pulled off. For example there was a mid-set ended for about three minutes, which can either be grating or epic. In this case it was the latter.
Admittedly going into this show I wasn't a HUGE fan of The National - I'd been introduced to them and adored Alligator but hadn't felt quite as strongly towards Boxer (thinking it a lesser duplicate). With the new album being so new I'd been trying to get into it in preparation for the show.
The band took to the stage with confidence; all five core members plus a two-person brass section, and a multi-instrumentalist mostly on keys and sometimes violin. Matt's recognizable vocals only added to his tall stage presence. Immediately following the clearing of the press photographers he jumped to the audience floor and coaxed everyone to their feet (didn't take much persuasion). As people flooded the front of the stage, much to the chagrin of the ushers, and those who had paid top dollar for front row seats, the band carried on with another twenty songs or so. Honestly it was nearly two hours of great music. For me the Alligator section hit the spot with three or four straight tracks from that album. People could be seen singing along to almost every song though, even those off the recently released High Violet which seems to be quickly growing on fans of the band. I couldn't keep track of all the tracks though my friend did (and posted them) however I did find the set closer Fake Empire really caught my ear. As did the song I most anticipated, Mr.November, hoping for the sing-along so I could curse loudly in Massey Hall, and curse I did as Matt climbed over the seats to 20th row during the encore! That was followed up by Terrible Love, the excellent opener to the band's latest effort which translated well. They weren't even done, coming back for a second encore - an acoustic version of About Today before finally deserting the stage for good (well at least until retaking it the following night for their second of two shows at Massey Hall). Despite my reservations going into the show I was not disappointed in the least - it's hard to be with a set list spanning their entire career and nearly two hours - and for true fans of the band it was a show to be remembered.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Futureheads and The Like
With the first flash of the strobe lights the frenetic scene was set for another Toronto Futureheads show after far too long (four years according to the band). They launched into latest album opener and title track The Chaos, counting us in with 5,4,3,2,1! It was instantly clear that the band hadn't lost the edge that had made me see them four or five times back in the day. The chords drove forward at lightning speed while the vocal interchange between the fab four (has that moniker been taken yet :P ) from the UK remained their signature. We didn't have to wonder long whether they'd satiate our appetite to hear tracks from their debut album, an appetite that remains since its 2004 release as the second track came from that self-titled effort. In fact, they said that it would be a night that was a medley of both new and old, but for the most part the main set swapped back and forth between newest album - a return to form - and their beloved oldest album. This was perfectly fine with me and I couldn't help but smile and shout along to one of the tightest groups around - always impressing me with their spot on delivery of dynamic tempo-shifting, multi-harmonizing music. As polished as they are, they do not appear road-weary but in fact seemed fresh and funny even with their banter (and the accents made them that much more endearing too I believe).
It is a toss-up for my favourite song from the new album so luckily for me they got The Heartbreak Song out of the way early in the set. In the middle they did slip in a This Is Not The World track Beginning of the Twist as well as the EP single Area much to the delight of my friends. Notable was their go-to Kate Bush cover Hounds of Love compete with the old gimmick (that never gets old) of splitting the crowd to harmonize on Uh-oh-ohs at the start.
After chanting out my other nominee for favourite new song, Jupiter, they left the stage cheekily telling us they'd be back in two minutes for an encore.
True to their word they returned with the only News and Tributes track, Skip to the End as requested, and continued with a few more requests - almost entirely for the old stuff - before finishing us off with Man Ray.
The excessively early show was already under way when we arrived at 8pm and stepped into a wind tunnel - or at least you'd think so with noise level. Everything was on crank and it took a few moments to make sense of what The Like were doing. Cutely dressed in tights and dresses these four women were no slouches behind their instruments. I'd previewed the LA band's music and had thought "60's girl pop, with an edge" and that proved mostly true. Like The Pipettes and even Gigi they wrote quick, upbeat, catchy songs with a roaring guitar and plentiful keys. Altogether alright.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Beautiful Social Scene
It was the Canadian concert of the year (note the absence of qualifiers such as "free", "summer", or "Toronto"). In retribution for scheduling a Toronto Island concert, and subsequently canceling when realizing the date conflicted with the noisy Indy, Broken Social Scene performed a free show at the Harbourfront Center. The lovely and adequately-named venue was at least three times too small, as hordes of music lovers ranging from hipsters to rockers literally jammed the entire space from stage-front to the water. Despite the cramped quarters you'd be hard-pressed to find someone who didn't walk away amazed by the band who fittingly represent the Toronto indie-scene, in part because the collective has members in some of the most successful bands going.
Kevin Drew
In a role reversal of the Spirit If album, which is "Broken Social Scene Presents Kevin Drew" this evening was "Kevin Drew presents Broken Social Scene" as he played ringleader for the indie rock on-stage circus (in addition to killing it on guitar). The band played a splendid version of Kevin's Frightening Lives from Spirit If too. As a core member of the group he had the enviable job of introducing the cornucopia of musical royalty who took this night from special to epic. Rather than prolonging the hoping and wondering of the crowd, he waited only two songs (a new song, and Fire-Eyed Boy) before welcoming Ms. Leslie Feist...
Feist
This beloved lady garnered a huge response from the crowd as she stepped out to sing 7/4 Shoreline. It was not an entirely unexpected guest feature as she'd joined BSS at NXNE a couple weeks ago, and from the beginning they'd been promising us an extra special show. (Plus when heading to a BSS show doesn't the talk of who will be present always swirl?) Later on in the show there was a gorgeous acoustic medley of Feist's Past in Present and I Feel It All. She also picked up some drumstick to bang away on the second kit for more than a couple tracks, in addition to busting out her wonderfully dorky dancing. Oh, and so much more, including lovely female duets and triplets.. including Ms. Amy Millan of
Stars
Amy took the stage to perform what I presume to be a song from her up-coming second solo release. It was an incredible vocal performance as most of the artists went backstage and Amy sang solely with percussive accompaniment. Fellow Star, Evan Cranley (yes Cranley's Gonna Make It) was all over the stage playing a host of instruments all evening. Unfortunately Torq (Campbell also of Stars) wasn't in attendance despite often playing in the BSS brass section, probably because he resides in Vancouver and this show was rather Toronto-centred. Amy's voice was great as she appeared very happy to be there but perhaps not as obviously energetic as the bounding Ms. Emily Haines.
Metric
James (Jimmy) Shaw was already on stage (I believe) when bandmate Emily Haines came out to the screams of adoring fans. Shooting up even further in popularity recently after their self-released Fantasies album, Metric have a huge following and Emily is at the focal point. She sang on a very, laid-back version of the Metric single Gimme Sympathy. She stuck around and bounced around the stage, dancing and singing (simultaneously without holding back on either) for the rest of the show. Now with all the prominent females (plus the also-amazing touring female vocalist, Lisa Lobsinger) from Broken Social Scene's storied history present on-stage together (how many years has it been?) there was a euphoric rendition of the simply beautiful Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl that featured Julie Penner on violin. Emily was also at the forefront singing along when Mr. Jason Collett had his turn in the spotlight.
Jason Collett
Perhaps my favourite song of this BSS show was not a Broken Social Scene song at all, but Jason Collett's I'll Bring the Sun. An excellent summery tune in it's own right, when flushed out by the now 13 or so musicians playing together it took on a new strength. The crashing ending saw thirteen separate musical entities turning from the crowd into their own worlds to combine for one ultimate song meltdown. It was utterly awesome.
Apostle of Hustle
Andrew Whiteman is perhaps my favourite guitarist in the band - and when there's 4 to 5 guitarists at any given moment that's saying something. He is another so-called 'core' member and had been playing from the get-go but was also afforded the opportunity to showcase a tune from the May-released Eats Darkness. Admittedly his Apostle of Hustle music doesn't usually turn my crank, but this was an enjoyable rendition of Soul Unwind.
Brendan Canning
As always the bearded Brendan Canning was a force on guitar and played strong the entire night including a couple from his BSS Presents too. One of the founding members and creative forces behind BSS he usually allows his guitar to speak for him during live shows and this night was no exception.
Happiness Project
I'm not sure that any of the songs from Charles Spearin's Happiness Project were played amongst the handful of songs that I didn't recognize (and I assume to be new BSS material, recording under way) - but Charles was definitely contributing all night long in bringing happiness to the throngs of music lovers in attendance. The female contingent opened up the show's final track, Bandwitch, with their Oh Oh Oh uh Oh Oh Ohs. It wasn't, of course, the actual last song and I could go on and on about it, as the show did - with a total of four encores (one track each) but words cannot do justice to this show that transcended my high expectations. As KC Accidental ended I'd known I'd witnessed something special, and the absolute final encore - a fast version of Major Label Debut - cemented this show as one to go down in Toronto indie history.