This was probably awesome, but since we only got there two hours in advance, we couldn’t get in. Or maybe we could have, but the lineup was seriously about 10 km long, so whatever. Instead, we watched some shitty bar band play in an alley in Yaletown for five minutes, then wandered over to the Brickhouse and drank a bunch of really gross beer. Maybe it’s the draught lines? Those fish tank things in the back also fucking reek.
Anyways, if you’re planning on going to any of this free Olympic-related business, I hope you don’t have a job or anything else important to do, because you’re going to need to get in line the day before the show if you don’t want to get shut out. Q.E.D.: it’s currently around 2 p.m., and there are 17,000 folks lined up downtown to see Deadmau5. What the fuck is wrong with you people? Read More






Bowerbirds & Julie Doiron
January 23 @ Biltmore Cabaret
Review By Sean Nelson
Julie Doiron, photo by Sean Nelson
But what the audience enjoyed even more was Bowerbirds’ set, which, judging by applause, they were clearly there to see over Julie Doiron (some folks in the crowd didn’t even know who Doiron was!). Full disclosure: I don’t really like Bowerbirds, but everyone else in attendance sure did. From opener “Hooves” right through to their curfew-extending finale, Bowerbirds received nothing but love from their audience—this was honestly the most applause I had ever heard for a band in the Biltmore. The folksy band played mostly as a trio, but opened up to a quartet several times, allowing for some incredibly varied instrumentation. I may not have enjoyed all of this, but, to coin a phrase, a few hundred Biltmore attendees can’t be wrong!