Review-Jay Reatard, CPC Gangbangs, Pink Noise at Sala Rossa

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We arrived at the show a tid bit early, so we headed towards the bar and got ourselves a cold one. Found 2 seats, sat down, drank our beers.

The Pink Noise
from Toronto began their set with synth keys and drum machine beats pulsating alongside bassist K. Hainey’s tidy bass lines. M. Sauner on multiple duties of vocal/guitar/electronics starts off the first two songs on keys and sang with a machine-like talk-sing voice. His vocals had so much delay, I couldn’t tell a single word he was saying. Including the band name during his between-the-song announcements. All I heard was, “Weeeeeeee areeeeeee whoshhhhhhhhhhhhhh, from Torontoooooooooooooo.”

He jumps on guitar for the next half of the set and played some riffs. Lo-fi guitar tone was cool. I went out for a smoke, and enjoyed the spring air.

CPC Gangbangs came on with proper hometown treatment. Usually opening bands get fucked on the drum sounds and pale overall sonically in comparison to headliners. But they got the proper mic boosts and sound checks headliners get. I could feel the kick drum kicking me in the gut. Shortly after sound check, Giselle numba 1 came on stage and introduced the band with continuous shrieking yelps annunciating: “C!!!!! P!!!!!! C!!!!!!! GANG!!!!!!!!! BANG!!!!!!!!” for like a minute I think. It’s cool that she cares about her home boys, but I cuffed my ears because I didn’t want to damage my hearing over such audio nonsense. The music begins.

Every windmill shred on the guitar ripped through their amps. They were fucking loud. It was awesome. My friend Conor mentioned how they must have been hard for people who like to pigeon-hole bands, and it’s true to a certain extent, I think. Moshpits start rolling, beer starts spilling, CPC Gangbangs heats up, takes off their shirts, greets and cusses at the crowd in both French and English. They were the hometown act. Hands down. After the singer/guitarist climbed on the left stage speaker, yelled and screamed into the mic as the band thrashed into the last song ending in feedback frenzy, I seriously wondered what was going through Jay Reatards’s mind if he was watching their set. CPC Gangbangs left the stage showered with hometown drunk love.

Smoke break, air.

It was getting a bit chilly at this point.

To remind you that summer just ain’t here yet. Went back in. Got the center viewpoint.

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Jay Reatard sets up, goes through sound check, and I feel the same kick drum kicking me in the gut. I was dead curious to see how Jay Reatard were gonna follow CPC Gangbangs energetic set. They announced the title track from BLOOD VISIONS and the music begins. The 3-piece Jay Reatard experience ripped through Blood Visions, a 2 minute something punk gem with their Flying Vs, and already I was glad that I came. They announced the title of the second song, and ripped straight into it. No talking, no how y’all doing, no jokes, nothing. Just pure gold pop song writing skills disguised in genres they love. 5th song comes along, the crowd was nuts. The moshpit went on as long the music was on. You wonder if someone had cut themselves would beer pour out of their veins. They played so hard, with such consistency and stamina, that I realized they were just doing their thing. This is normal for them. The rest of the set went on as energetic as their very first song of the set, and Jay Reatard sweat with the crowd moshing below them. The last song ends and they walked off the stage with their guitar and bass shrieking on a loop, and it echoed through the crowd like a taunt for an encore. Bassist Steven Pope walks on stage shortly after and turns off both amps, and stumbled his way into the backstage as the crowd began stomping their feet. That’s when we left. As we walked past the restaurant downstairs, we could hear the stomp from the crowd as it shook and rumbled the ceiling above us.

Big hair, flying Vs, beer, sweat and dudes. Dude, I just experienced the Jay Reatard experience.

Montreal girls looked great.

It was a dude night alright.

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