Still, they seemed to believe there is hope in me. So I started to open my eyes and follow the scene in Montreal. First conclusion, there is no scene in Montreal, at least not a musical one. All there is, is a bunch of posers from newspapers like the Hour and the Mirror, interviewing another bunch of posers pretending to be artists. At least our cultural weeklies are openly commercial institutions, so their shitty interviews, with stereotypical questions for shitty artists are excusable and even understandable. What really made me flip is a poser magazine called Rage I picked up the other day at a dep on St-Laurent. I had never seen it before and the front page cover had amazing graphic art. I though that I had finally discovered a cool new magazine and that I would have something to write about in my first article on Montreal-Clubs.
Turns out that even real independent media in Montréal is taken over by a bunch of stereotyped mold-fabricated fakers. More than half the magazine are interviews; makes me feel like I am reading the diary of a 14 year old girl obsessed with a singer. I mean, these musicians aren’t even that interesting, and the questions that Rage asks them are just boring:
“Aha, what are your thoughts on today’s hip-hop? Do you think it’s missing an edge, that it needs an injection of something?”
Well, duhhhh, obviously it’s missing an edge, how deeply surprising of a question is this.
“What has been the best experience so far for DJ Vadim?”
Hum, let me think: the other night, in my hotel room… How can you ask this sh!t?
I could go on like this for a while.
And to think that there are business pumping ads in that magazine, trees are cut to make paper to print it, and “alternative” kids, that just paid 250$ for a fake-used coat, read it thinking they are on the fringes of society.
Well, it’s not all that bad, some articles made me laugh. It’s these lame music interviews, they are a killer. They should be banned. I can’t say much about culture, but I can say that these interviews are not culture. Hell, the interview with Bullmoose on this site is not culture either but at least it’s entertaining.
Enough now; I need to justify the 10$ lasagne that I was paid with for this article, so I want to tell you about Natacha Atlas. I just downloaded a few of her tracks, and I have to say they are ok. She sings in Arabic, but she is from Belgium, making her a perfect example of what world-music really is: not only music from a far away culture, but also performed by someone who is not really from that culture, adding an extra dimension to the sound. Natacha Atlas’ break came when she became the lead singer of Transglobal Underground, a collective that mixes dance with African and Eastern sounds. You can catch her live tonight (Saturday, the 23rd of September) at le Theatre d’Outremont.
I guess that blurb was enough to justify the disgusting lasagne.
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