<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:44:27.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Vagabond</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5790608300062723152</id><published>2008-10-30T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:35:04.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog.</title><content type='html'>Right here. All the past entries have been forwarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lonelyvagabond.exclaim.ca/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__VWwOKo5p84/SQoSl6ElD8I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6yjEzWOfmm8/s1600-h/LVbanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 58px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__VWwOKo5p84/SQoSl6ElD8I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6yjEzWOfmm8/s320/LVbanner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263039556988768194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5790608300062723152?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5790608300062723152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5790608300062723152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-blog.html' title='New blog.'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__VWwOKo5p84/SQoSl6ElD8I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6yjEzWOfmm8/s72-c/LVbanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5394265083391516637</id><published>2008-10-30T02:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:24:25.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flotilla - The Tranzac</title><content type='html'>This is a splash of rainbow french-pop exuberance, embellished by a harp, inspired guitar-playing, and steady drumming. Veronica straddles the vocal-prowess of Joni Mitchell and bohemian playfulness of a young Marianne Faithful. This is a soundscape that ebbs and flows with Brian Wilson's soul, Flaming Lips lushness, and French lounge-jazz. Like an aural abstract-painting, a highly imaginative package of sparkling musical gems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5394265083391516637?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5394265083391516637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5394265083391516637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/flotilla-tranzac.html' title='Flotilla - The Tranzac'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4690065501438042877</id><published>2008-10-24T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:37:33.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Misfits - The Phoenix</title><content type='html'>The debaucherous legends of punk have returned, leather-clad, skull and crossbones in tow. Brutal power, sheer urgency, a punishing and frenetic assault that left the near capacity venue in awe. Then there's the stage set-up, looking like a dank, dark, dungeon from hell. Not one for the faint hearted. The sound of a teenage riot, fire in the belly punk, played by bastard children of Dracula.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4690065501438042877?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4690065501438042877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4690065501438042877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/misfits-phoenix.html' title='The Misfits - The Phoenix'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-7898193784995342115</id><published>2008-10-23T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:25:42.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dank - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Bursting through the speakers like a missile, turbo-charged rock that combines attitude with a little temptation. High-energy sounds, a little Pavement, Nirvana, Dinosaur Jr. The underground of the early 90's. Revived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-7898193784995342115?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7898193784995342115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7898193784995342115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/dank-rancho-relaxo.html' title='The Dank - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8957005080950771305</id><published>2008-10-22T01:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:51:36.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grass - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Behold that 60's retro garage-rock fire, a jaunty, catchy, ode to The Nuggets series, infusing such swing and grooves, this is band that defies father-time, reviving the earthly, decadent electrical jams of the past. The marvelous journey continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8957005080950771305?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8957005080950771305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8957005080950771305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/grass-rancho-relaxo.html' title='The Grass - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8416879784541020437</id><published>2008-10-19T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:09:14.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quest For Fire - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>Grinding, gargantuan riffs, tripped-out vocals, in a swirling head-spinning haze, a sonic excursion of the raw essence of rock, alone in the clouds, in interstellar overdrive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8416879784541020437?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8416879784541020437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8416879784541020437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/quest-for-fire-horseshoe.html' title='Quest For Fire - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2119589051900698155</id><published>2008-10-17T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:49:51.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Life Still - The Drake</title><content type='html'>A colourful palette of richly textured songs, that can go from delicately warm moods, ball-breaking noise bursts, to crushing rock-outs, in a Torontopian minute. With these close-knit band members, it's all about the live-performance as well as the musicianship. A fantastic, creative celebration, igniting a fire in the music scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2119589051900698155?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2119589051900698155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2119589051900698155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-life-still-drake.html' title='Still Life Still - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4273499696896591240</id><published>2008-10-16T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T03:28:41.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purrr - The Reverb</title><content type='html'>Purrr is a tripwire apocalyptic sex-machine that never lets up. Techno, rock, punk, all at once--with amazing potency. Add visual grenades/screens, this is a turbo-charged orgasm that blends celebration with revolution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4273499696896591240?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4273499696896591240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4273499696896591240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/purrr-reverb.html' title='Purrr - The Reverb'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-1740301545181069357</id><published>2008-10-15T02:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:10:59.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lioness - Sonic Boom</title><content type='html'>Live-off-the-floor, a trio of musicians channeling steamy electro-soul energy, pulverizing drumming, whipcrack synths, killer bass, and a swaying vocalist shrieking every ounce of karma out of her system. This is a sleek, propulsive-fueled escapade, pushing a fusion of rock-meets-house music to it's sizzling, and most unholy moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-1740301545181069357?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1740301545181069357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1740301545181069357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/lioness-sonic-boom.html' title='Lioness - Sonic Boom'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3040158042967018456</id><published>2008-10-14T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T02:03:15.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Howlin Rain - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>Lord have mercy on my soul. Glorious anthems evoking that towering and freewheeling spirit, overdriven blasts of The Allman Brothers, The Grateful Dead, and Cream. A sprawling rock-jam hurtling forward, hypnotic organs, hammering drumming, pyrotechnic soloing. Adding to the urgency is Ethan Miller's raspy spleen-venting vocals. The music rekindles the torch of late 60's San Francisco, and iconic rock-blues bombast, plugging-in on pure adrenaline, working on mighty and breathtaking magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3040158042967018456?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3040158042967018456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3040158042967018456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/howlin-rain-horseshoe.html' title='Howlin Rain - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-571113741651350309</id><published>2008-10-13T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:09:57.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fred - The Hideout</title><content type='html'>Very rarely do we get the creme-de-la-creme of Irish bands on these shores, so it was a pleasure. Roddy Frame-Moz-like vocals, dancey rhythms, jubilant chants/melodies, uplifting Housemartins-type joviality with wonderfully sweet keyboards, taking it's cues from the 80's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-571113741651350309?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/571113741651350309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/571113741651350309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/fred-hideout.html' title='Fred - The Hideout'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8232656148317037794</id><published>2008-10-12T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:51:13.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christina Maria - Holy Joes</title><content type='html'>Vocals of longing bliss, warm charisma, personal lyrics, with a flirtatious bossa-nova-type intimacy evoking images of romantic moonlit serenades. A magnetic presence, and if you use your imagination, for one transcendental moment, the joyous yet fragile beauty of Karen Carpenter comes to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8232656148317037794?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8232656148317037794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8232656148317037794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/christina-maria-holy-joes.html' title='Christina Maria - Holy Joes'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-7856085409348202326</id><published>2008-10-11T01:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:56:58.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Person Shooter - Tattoo</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the high-flying sci-fi circus. This is a band that displays their many facets, a sprawling combination of techno, industrial, binded together with a dynamic rock-assault. It's all about the live-show experience, convincing non-believers that these night-time warriors are nothing short of fist-pumping, ready to blast you to the outer-limits of the cosmos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-7856085409348202326?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7856085409348202326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7856085409348202326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-person-shooter-tattoo.html' title='First Person Shooter - Tattoo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8894199804547622469</id><published>2008-10-10T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:48:22.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasstronaut - The Drake</title><content type='html'>A gentle mix of slowburn orchestral-jazz, Ben Folds magnetism, Miles Davis-trumpet-bursts, baroque-music, evoking starry-eyed neo-psychedelic soundscapes. This is a lush pastiche of sound straddling the intimacy of a Greenwich Village coffee-house, warm spirit of mid-60's Miles Davis, to UK inflected ambient rock. Soulful hymns from the depth of despair to euphoria. Introspective. Exhilarating&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8894199804547622469?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8894199804547622469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8894199804547622469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/brasstronaut-drake.html' title='Brasstronaut - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5834692700775885963</id><published>2008-10-09T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T02:38:09.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxfire - Sneaky Dee's</title><content type='html'>A bright groove-driven explosion of funk, glam, New Wave, soul, and a Broadway musical. All at once. Grounded in 70's glitz, vinyl funk beats and dazzling virtuosity, Foxfire is a spectacle of sound with enough momentum to electrify the neighbourhood, where for a glorious moment, everyone feels the spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5834692700775885963?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5834692700775885963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5834692700775885963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/foxfire-sneaky-dees.html' title='Foxfire - Sneaky Dee&apos;s'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6891987353704612184</id><published>2008-10-08T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:55:47.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Priddle Concern - El Mocambo</title><content type='html'>There is a familiarity to this music. That singer-songwriter spirit evoking vivid images that flows naturally. The band is a cohesive force, sweeping roots-tinged rock, uplifting, high-energy, demonstrating the ability to keep songs sounding fresh and classic at the same time. Perfect in it's execution. In the heartland we call Toronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6891987353704612184?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6891987353704612184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6891987353704612184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/priddle-concern-el-mocambo.html' title='The Priddle Concern - El Mocambo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6576573168328549721</id><published>2008-10-07T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:03:27.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Be/Songs Of Lennon &amp; McCartney - Roy Thompson Hall</title><content type='html'>The Beatles are still a reliable floor-filler, even in a classical music venue. It’s always easy to scoff at those who reduce The Fab Fours' tunes to thumbnail cliches, but when you have Rik Emmett, Damhnait Doyle, Andrew Craig, and Fergus Hambleton--entertaining, in a refined, commercialized kind of way. It wasn’t a radical parody, but more a back-to-the basics extravagance. Most of the audience knew the songs by heart, recreating the nostalgia people still continue to appreciate. Next up. Paul McCartney covering Triumph songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6576573168328549721?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6576573168328549721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6576573168328549721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-it-besongs-of-lennon-mccartney-roy.html' title='Let It Be/Songs Of Lennon &amp; McCartney - Roy Thompson Hall'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-201618266672679858</id><published>2008-10-06T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:49:57.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Faux &amp; The Exploding Band - The Drake</title><content type='html'>A tight energetic sound that flows, poised musicianship, steady percussion, vintage lyrical approach. An upbeat rock-inspired sound that takes it's cues from all things dynamic, bluesy, with a spirited rough-edge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-201618266672679858?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/201618266672679858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/201618266672679858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/adam-faux-exploding-band-drake.html' title='Adam Faux &amp; The Exploding Band - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5715914609957006938</id><published>2008-10-04T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:15:27.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radius &amp; Helena - Centuries Lounge/Massey Hall</title><content type='html'>Welcome to a prog'd-out cabaret of beauty and fury. That was a great set at Centuries Lounge. An innovative, fearless musical path of the natural order in our own backyard. A juxtoposition of influences and pulling it off with dynamic flair. Brit-inflected hypnotic art-rock, pyrotechnic-drumming, and a supercharged frontman weaving a spell. Genre-bending music as an art-form underscored by a fluency to push the rock idiom to it's limits. RAH are bohemoth of a band guaranteed to whip you into a positive frenzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5715914609957006938?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5715914609957006938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5715914609957006938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/radius-helena-centuries-loungemassey.html' title='Radius &amp; Helena - Centuries Lounge/Massey Hall'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-649187286784228478</id><published>2008-10-03T16:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:17:51.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shenanigans - El Mocambo</title><content type='html'>Get out the 50's vinyl, get out that 70's post-punk decadence, The Shenanigans captures that rock and roll urgency, a crude garage-rock tornado fused with that rockabilly snarl. This isn't exactly uncharted territory, but a delirious guitar-driven workout shows that going up there and bashing it out continues to reign supreme, like a roadster cruising and whipping-up a trail of dust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-649187286784228478?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/649187286784228478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/649187286784228478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/shenanigans-el-mocambo.html' title='The Shenanigans - El Mocambo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-9080809510897360406</id><published>2008-10-02T03:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T03:01:42.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr DFunkt - The Annex Wreckroom</title><content type='html'>Hustling funk grooves fused with a rock spirit, Kamran's Jamiroquai vocals is soulfully smooth, elements of RnB, guitar-driven rhythms, an energetic performance demonstrating that the flame continues to burn brightly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-9080809510897360406?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/9080809510897360406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/9080809510897360406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/dr-dfunkt-annex-wreckroom.html' title='Dr DFunkt - The Annex Wreckroom'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3040075948850520371</id><published>2008-10-01T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:04:07.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rural Alberta Advantage - Silver Dollar</title><content type='html'>A rootsy, catchy, mix of wonderous textures that clutch your heart and make you move your body at the sametime. Along with supercharged percussion, The RAA is a kaleidoscope of melody and raw-energy like being caught in neo-psych bubbles of champagne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3040075948850520371?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3040075948850520371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3040075948850520371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/rural-alberta-advantage-silver-dollar.html' title='Rural Alberta Advantage - Silver Dollar'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3794078490623032372</id><published>2008-09-30T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T03:42:03.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Pinchin - The Savannah Room</title><content type='html'>All hail the plaid-shirt. A consummate acoustic singer-songwriter, glorious guitar-mojo combined with an entertainers spirit. Cuts right to the chase, whether it's the amusing commentary, or strutting musicianship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3794078490623032372?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3794078490623032372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3794078490623032372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/sean-pinchin-savannah-room.html' title='Sean Pinchin - The Savannah Room'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5426864675906911231</id><published>2008-09-28T02:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T02:37:51.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladyfingers - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>A singer-songwriter troubadour taking cues from rockabilly, accentuated with a country-blues-romp. Pinched-wails, sultry vocals, a renegade poet rippin' loose on the guitar, with shining lyrical themes. Greaser cool meets smile-inducing sentimentality. Ladyfingers may not claim greatness. But he may come close to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5426864675906911231?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5426864675906911231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5426864675906911231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/ladyfingers-rancho-relaxo.html' title='Ladyfingers - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6298122514461156201</id><published>2008-09-28T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:58:53.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxes &amp; Bags - The Rivoli</title><content type='html'>Boxes &amp; Bags put the 'Pop' back in Pop With Brains. A cacophony of sights and sounds, face-blasting noise-pop that's like a frantic runaway train called the 'Moonstruck Express'. Or perhaps a sci-fi trip to the land of wacky. No need to dust-off the old vinyl. Boxes &amp; Bags are your favourite party album. Cue Gabby's trumpet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6298122514461156201?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6298122514461156201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6298122514461156201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/boxes-bags-rivoli.html' title='Boxes &amp; Bags - The Rivoli'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5487213407142136951</id><published>2008-09-27T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:46:10.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bloody Valentine - Kool Haus</title><content type='html'>Making my way to the Kool Haus was almost like a pilgrimage of sorts. Mass destruction and sheer sonic power, an explosion of swirling guitars, Kevin Shields fleshing out roaring soundscapes like a master-craftsman. Blinding strobelights, visual projections, just enhanced the transcendental experience. Perhaps the highlight was the 20 minute punishing roar of 'You Made Me Realize' inflicting both pain and ecstasy. All hail the mythological purveyors of noise! Followed by a dignified, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5487213407142136951?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5487213407142136951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5487213407142136951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-bloody-valentine-kool-haus.html' title='My Bloody Valentine - Kool Haus'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3282368179908188159</id><published>2008-09-26T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T02:36:24.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuka - The Boat</title><content type='html'>Funky-jazz-soul grooves that want to take you higher, yes, Sly Stone said it best. Yuka is like opening the vaults to the 70's, and dusting-off some vinyl, a burning uptempo of fun-filled vibes, an ass-shaking horn-blasting rhythm monster. Such dynamic power. So entertaining. Judging by the sweltering dancefloor, the people have spoken. Lets celebrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3282368179908188159?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3282368179908188159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3282368179908188159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/yuka-boat.html' title='Yuka - The Boat'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8110566604862558690</id><published>2008-09-25T01:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:37:46.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tigerbomb (Secret Japanese Girlfriend) - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>This is eclectic music that remains true to an artistic direction. An avant-garde style that see's Doc Pickles fleshing-out impassioned tales, accompanied by a revived Emmit Rogan. An acquired taste to some, but this a unique vision where every note counts. And where every lyric has meaning. A starry-eyed surrealist that evokes that joy of performing. Always endearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8110566604862558690?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8110566604862558690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8110566604862558690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/tigerbomb-secret-japanese-girlfriend.html' title='Tigerbomb (Secret Japanese Girlfriend) - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8083514333560330955</id><published>2008-09-24T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T03:13:11.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Donlands &amp; Mortimer - The Drake</title><content type='html'>Painted-flesh, sweltering dance-floor. It doesn't get any better than this. Like entering the eye of the storm, the room was feeling some serious mojo where a funk-soul-rock blast of fun was unleashed. Horns a plenty. Reckless energy a plenty. This hustling and sweet-talkin' troupe has a burning desire to turn your venue into a musical playground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8083514333560330955?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8083514333560330955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8083514333560330955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/donlands-mortimer-drake.html' title='Donlands &amp; Mortimer - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2869741308740168365</id><published>2008-09-23T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:15:22.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiral Beach - The Drake</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the party. Balloons and teenage party-tactics. Lightening-charged power-pop that invokes catchy, bitch-slapping, sweet and crazy sounds. Every show is like a soundtrack to a hip frat-house, thrashy hooky-rhythms that's guaranteed to get the crowd up and freaky dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2869741308740168365?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2869741308740168365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2869741308740168365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/spiral-beach-drake.html' title='Spiral Beach - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8552067722888342293</id><published>2008-09-22T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:57:23.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caitlin Burgess - Holy Joes</title><content type='html'>A waiflike Joni Mitchell-type and an acoustic guitar, holding her own to a capacity room. A singer-songwriter finding fun in her music. At peace with the world. Stories to tell. An endearing acoustic escapade that soothes and moves you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8552067722888342293?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8552067722888342293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8552067722888342293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/caitlin-burgess-holy-joes.html' title='Caitlin Burgess - Holy Joes'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6574307631020456363</id><published>2008-09-21T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:18:23.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saffron Sect - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>A transcendental trip to to a mind-expanding past, the Summer Of Love and psychedelic-folk, evoking images of free-love, drugs, and burning incense. This is a rich musical soundtrack that blends the past with the present, doomed love as pure bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6574307631020456363?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6574307631020456363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6574307631020456363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/saffron-sect-rancho-relaxo.html' title='The Saffron Sect - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6901328521240989397</id><published>2008-09-20T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:14:47.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SNFU - The Kathedral</title><content type='html'>SNFU are unarguably Canadian hardcore legends. Ken Chin, looking like an albino Wild Bill, led the fast and furious thunder, ear-piercing volume, pummeling sound, as audience members stage-dived like leather-clad missiles. Hysterical, grinding and relentless, this is classic old-school punk. The sound of the beast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6901328521240989397?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6901328521240989397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6901328521240989397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/snfu-kathedral.html' title='SNFU - The Kathedral'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5305654909774311024</id><published>2008-09-19T02:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:21:56.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciara Adams - The Supermarket</title><content type='html'>Sophisticated and beaming of musical elegance, this is a lounge-jazz ensemble that evokes images of sunlit evenings and cuddling with a loved one. Ciara Adams is a chanteuse, potently sweet vocals, the band captures the spirit of seductively smokey ballroom, in a French city, where starcrossed lovers meet. Emotional energy, poignant lyrics, a ray of light in this fast-paced world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5305654909774311024?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5305654909774311024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5305654909774311024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/ciara-adams-supermarket.html' title='Ciara Adams - The Supermarket'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6135231471258050984</id><published>2008-09-17T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:27:35.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purrr - The Drake</title><content type='html'>Adrenaline pumping beats, rock-metal riffs, and steady pulsating drumming. A combination of electronica like The Crystal Method or early Prodigy, rippin' grandiose licks, overseen by a glam-like theatricality. It's like Phantom Of The Opera, meets a European dance-club, meets arena-rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6135231471258050984?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6135231471258050984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6135231471258050984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/purrr-drake.html' title='Purrr - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-694001135049392024</id><published>2008-09-16T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:17:52.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmen Elle - The Drake</title><content type='html'>Commanding yet passionate Ani DiFranco-like vocals, with an onstage presence that reminds me of 90's alt-folk singer Michelle Shocked, strong, positive and charming, in the mold of Lilith Fair-type songwriters. This is a streetwise and vibrant performer that beams mesmerizing cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-694001135049392024?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/694001135049392024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/694001135049392024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/carmen-elle-drake.html' title='Carmen Elle - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-7577964463125615073</id><published>2008-09-15T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T02:05:29.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamilton Trading Co - The Music Gallery</title><content type='html'>Led by a songwriting-maestro, this is an uptempo hand-and-foot stomping revival, collective-chorus power, creating a dazzling brand of acoustic-gospel theatre. Clapping and foot-pounding with breathtaking accuracy, the HTC is well-bonded troupe that's guaranteed to deliver a rhythmic performance and salvation-saving vocals every time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-7577964463125615073?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7577964463125615073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7577964463125615073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/hamilton-trading-co-music-gallery.html' title='Hamilton Trading Co - The Music Gallery'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5899948660639576442</id><published>2008-09-14T02:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T02:59:49.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Two Koreas - The Neutral</title><content type='html'>Speed-freak guitar-fuzz, a droning vox, rippin' grooves, and razor-sharp rhythms. An energy-driven ride that combines the mindbending grooves of early Stereolab and The Velvet Underground, with Detroit garage-punk and the spikey-assaults of The Fall. A brash, raucous rock and roll work-out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5899948660639576442?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5899948660639576442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5899948660639576442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-koreas-neutral.html' title='The Two Koreas - The Neutral'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4739151628049202588</id><published>2008-09-13T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T01:05:33.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cheap Speakers - The Velvet Underground</title><content type='html'>A pop-rock approach that's instantly catchy, the type of energy that captures that 70's feel-good spirit, well-crafted tunes, while maintaining that edgy indie-rock essence. A solid band with all the right ingredients, musical elements, artistic vision--in all the right amounts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4739151628049202588?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4739151628049202588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4739151628049202588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/cheap-speakers-velvet-underground.html' title='The Cheap Speakers - The Velvet Underground'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-7259660801389003533</id><published>2008-09-12T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T03:06:07.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guest Bedroom - Sneaky Dee's</title><content type='html'>A swirling carousel-ride of post-punk and prog, Sandi's glass-shattering vocals, blistering Television-meets-Johnny Marr style riffs, balanced by melodramatic-key playing, shades of Herbie Hancock on 'In A Silent Way'. A colourful arsenal of sound (and a sax to boot) rapidfire and convulsive, that reestablishes the band as one of the torchbearers of TO rock city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-7259660801389003533?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7259660801389003533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7259660801389003533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/guest-bedroom-sneaky-dees.html' title='The Guest Bedroom - Sneaky Dee&apos;s'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8165432102198640672</id><published>2008-09-11T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T03:34:43.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nolan Natasha - The Gladstone</title><content type='html'>The transgendered MC Nolan Natasha in full effect, clever racy rhyming over sweet-sounding electro-funk grooves. NN bare-chested, well-chiseled (revealing surgical scars in all it's glory) lit-up the stage with a commanding, yet kinky stage presence. The queer manifesto in full effect, invoking the giddy crowd to collectively quiver with joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8165432102198640672?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8165432102198640672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8165432102198640672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/nolan-natasha-gladstone.html' title='Nolan Natasha - The Gladstone'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4760463656095215694</id><published>2008-09-10T02:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T02:53:38.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Spectre - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>There are certain bands that capture that spirit of 'the soul-funk ensemble', Tower Of Power, Memphis Horns, Sly Stone, Parliament. That's the sense I get here. Sometimes capturing the essence of the past makes for a brighter, colourful, and highly entertaining performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4760463656095215694?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4760463656095215694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4760463656095215694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/jay-spectre-horseshoe.html' title='Jay Spectre - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3271132897006029526</id><published>2008-09-09T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:31:25.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leonids - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Back in the early 90's, music was blossoming after grunge, with vibrant lo-fi bands like Pavement, Guided By Voices, etc. I hear that same spirit captured by The Leonids. Warm, spaced-out guitars and breezy harmonies that breathe fresh air into a diverse music scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3271132897006029526?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3271132897006029526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3271132897006029526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/leonids-rancho-relaxo.html' title='Leonids - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3022507154493649339</id><published>2008-09-08T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T03:24:48.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oasis - The Virgin Festival</title><content type='html'>Britrock anthems, pub sing-alongs, swaggering attitude--actually interrupted by an attacker--which potentially could've cut the set short and pissing-off 20,000 people. But the UK deities returned to complete the concert. Liam striking poses, Noel the creative force, Oasis being Oasis, the masses continuing to ride the shelf-life of their first 2 albums. I can take festivals in small doses and all it's corporate glossiness, but as a fan of Britpop, Oasis takes me back to the nostalgia of the mid-90's. So why not. Of course, I headed to Wavelength afterwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3022507154493649339?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3022507154493649339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3022507154493649339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/oasis-virgin-festival.html' title='Oasis - The Virgin Festival'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2938333423215729399</id><published>2008-09-07T01:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T03:17:15.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand Viper Command - El Mocambo</title><content type='html'>A band doesn't get any cooler than this, plaid-shirts, UK-style image, and inspired yet upbeat adrenaline-pumping hooks, a cross between The Sonics-style garage-rock, 90's Britpop and The Smiths chiming-riffs. The lead guitarist, props to him, John Squire-meets-Tom Verlaine flash, to compliment a dazzling high-energy package of ear-catching rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2938333423215729399?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2938333423215729399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2938333423215729399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/sand-viper-command-el-mocambo.html' title='Sand Viper Command - El Mocambo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8882125146839009381</id><published>2008-09-06T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T03:05:49.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap Trick - Molson Amphitheatre</title><content type='html'>Tonight was probably the closest I'd get to 1979's Live At Budokan. In the flesh. Robin Zander sounded fantastic, tuxedoed Rick Nielsen punctuated the performance with his energetic showmanship, tossing picks into the crowd. 'The Dream Police, Surrender, The Flame, Tonight It's You', a nostalgic reminder what made the band sell-out arenas in the late 70's. Full line-up and 3 decades later, the band can still rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8882125146839009381?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8882125146839009381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8882125146839009381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/cheap-trick-molson-amphitheatre.html' title='Cheap Trick - Molson Amphitheatre'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4293218264682995080</id><published>2008-09-05T01:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:11:59.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October Sky - The Rivoli</title><content type='html'>Adventurous UK style rock, epic anthems, a dynamic stage-presence, the lasers and smoke just added to the larger-than-life feel. With such drive and ambition, this talented and hard-working Montreal band is ready to take on the world. Great turn out. The CD release was a success. The future looks bright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4293218264682995080?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4293218264682995080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4293218264682995080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/october-sky-rivoli.html' title='October Sky - The Rivoli'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2317660700398789451</id><published>2008-09-03T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:35:27.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whale Tooth - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>Catchy indie-pop festivity, bouncy rhythms balanced by rockin' energy. Elise is a crooning starlet, and the band has this searing exuberance, a house-party blending upbeat colourful sparkle and blasts of spontaneous guitar-driven grit. Fun times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2317660700398789451?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2317660700398789451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2317660700398789451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/whale-tooth-horseshoe.html' title='Whale Tooth - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5402858340387709188</id><published>2008-09-02T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:09:54.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Take Lovers - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>A kaleidoscopic pop/folk sound, diverse instrumentation, roaring voices raised in song. The tight, relentless energy just displays the bands unyielding attitude of rocking out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5402858340387709188?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5402858340387709188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5402858340387709188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-take-lovers-rancho-relaxo.html' title='We Take Lovers - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4629206054034817671</id><published>2008-09-02T01:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:18:57.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Sangster - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>Hamiltonians fit for these hallowed walls, high-energy rock that's both ballsy and dynamic. The music has this soaring gritty quality, along with melodic vocals, and sparkling feel-good grooves. Justin a couple of times tried to spin his hat onto his head, but you know what? The band hit it's mark tonight. Well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4629206054034817671?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4629206054034817671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4629206054034817671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/leaving-sangster-horseshoe.html' title='Leaving Sangster - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6024372043870735922</id><published>2008-09-01T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T02:34:04.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oblisk - The Neutral</title><content type='html'>Evoking images of Creation Records, Melody Maker, and the 90's British music scene--the UK spirit continues to live, covering the full spectrum, from early Verve, Joy Division, Slowdive, and Spacemen 3, infusing elements of Madchester and shoegazing. Oblisk seamlessly blends all these influences into a firebrand, hypnotic, sprawling sound all their own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6024372043870735922?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6024372043870735922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6024372043870735922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/09/oblisk-neutral.html' title='Oblisk - The Neutral'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6175639626326444691</id><published>2008-08-31T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:40:30.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep For The Nightlife - Silver Dollar</title><content type='html'>An impressive display of searing musicianship, adventurous post-rock, atmospheric winding instrumentals that draws on that spirit of free-jazz and prog. Triumphant, spaced-out, a cerebral journey that ebbs and flows with each head-spinning moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6175639626326444691?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6175639626326444691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6175639626326444691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/sleep-for-nightlife-silver-dollar.html' title='Sleep For The Nightlife - Silver Dollar'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-683188259273830959</id><published>2008-08-30T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:40:33.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basement Arms - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Like walking into a classic saloon, renegade characters with stories to tell, evoking imagery of The Bands self-titled. The music is loping vintage blues-rock at a meandering pace, hoarse vocals, poignant vocals, and electrifying dizzying musicianship, the type of boundless chemistry found in jazz bands. Music that paints a picture of well-travelled journeys. The dusty crossroads rediscovered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-683188259273830959?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/683188259273830959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/683188259273830959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/basement-arms-rancho-relaxo.html' title='Basement Arms - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3497532692132522751</id><published>2008-08-29T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T02:23:45.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motely Crue - The Molson Amphitheatre</title><content type='html'>Get out the mullet-heads and spandex, or as Tommy Lee summoned, your boobies. The Motely Crue machine rolled into The Amphitheatre belting-out fan favourites Looks That Kill, Shout At The Devil, Dr Feelgood, Kickstart My Heart and ending-off with Home Sweet Home. High-voltage glam-metal, a pyrotechnic stage-show, delivered by these 80's rock and roll warriors. Considering the well-documented excess and debauchery (and infamous in fighting) great to see the loyal faithful, 11,000 of them, out in full force to see these legendary headbangers still kickin' it after 25 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3497532692132522751?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3497532692132522751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3497532692132522751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/motely-crue-molson-amphitheatre.html' title='Motely Crue - The Molson Amphitheatre'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2389550119291214290</id><published>2008-08-28T00:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:08:51.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphabot - The Drake</title><content type='html'>Let's get loopy! A catchy, twinkling electro-collage, hypnotic and fun, led by a giddy yet endearing maestro that hammers-out the cool cosmos on the dancefloor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2389550119291214290?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2389550119291214290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2389550119291214290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/alphabot-drake.html' title='Alphabot - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3322998451207567417</id><published>2008-08-26T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T02:38:05.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pavlov's Dog Orchestra - Sneaky Dee's</title><content type='html'>Remember Fiddler On The Roof? Tradition! This is a high-stepping march, indie-rock infused with a catchy Russian folkbeat. These songs are performed and delivered an air of confidence, reeling you into a comfortzone where you feel like dancing yourself. Knee-slapping feel-good vibes making your heart pound with excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3322998451207567417?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3322998451207567417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3322998451207567417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/pavlovs-dog-orchestra-sneaky-dees.html' title='Pavlov&apos;s Dog Orchestra - Sneaky Dee&apos;s'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5564645245276789901</id><published>2008-08-25T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T01:16:48.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vilipend - The Kathedral</title><content type='html'>Brutally powerful, an onslaught of guitar fury, unleashing a beast that's supercharged. Furious chills and high-octane energy set to auto-destruct. A reckless, grinding well-oiled machine that made the ground quake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5564645245276789901?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5564645245276789901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5564645245276789901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/vilipend-kathedral.html' title='Vilipend - The Kathedral'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6878517286031747078</id><published>2008-08-24T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T03:08:09.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trews - CNE Bandshell</title><content type='html'>Heavy-hitting 70's inspired sound, melodic rock-outs that combine riff-driven elements of Led Zeppelin, Aerosmith, and The Black Crowes. Colin, wailing like Sammy Hagar, fronts this high-energy whiskey-soaked package, almost like unearthing a treasure-trove of the past. Combined with a darting pixel-display like the ship from Close Encounters, the end result is the timeless heart of rock and roll soul. Free with admission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6878517286031747078?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6878517286031747078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6878517286031747078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/trews-cne-bandshell.html' title='The Trews - CNE Bandshell'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-7348340604624750294</id><published>2008-08-22T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T03:19:56.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metal Kites - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>An ambitious palate of breezy rock, with twinges of folk and jazz. Tielli's emotive vocals, seasoned presence, with a cast of singer-songwriter master-craftsman employing the right thread of musical vibrance. Sort of capturing that acoustic-outlaw spirit with a Brian Wilson-like passion to experiment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-7348340604624750294?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7348340604624750294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7348340604624750294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/metal-kites-rancho-relaxo.html' title='Metal Kites - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2889277659247011155</id><published>2008-08-21T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T03:22:06.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laszlo - The Rivoli</title><content type='html'>As if Bruce Springsteen and Johnny Depp merged, guitarist/frontman Laszlo is a throwback to the traditional rock-star, leather-clad, shades, and street-wise. Guitar-virtuosity, fluid basslines, high-energy drumming, this trio plays 70's inspired classic-rock that's riff-driven, supercharged, and catchy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2889277659247011155?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2889277659247011155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2889277659247011155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/laszlo-rivoli.html' title='Laszlo - The Rivoli'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4619504678616373788</id><published>2008-08-20T01:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:47:31.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Casa Muerte - The Drake</title><content type='html'>This is a rock on interstellar overdrive. Part Broken Social Scene's collective approach, part Brian Jonestown Massacre's tamba-shaking psych-goodness, part The B-52s wacky head-spinning party-chants, part Spiral Beach's youthful adrenaline-pumping euphoria. La Casa Muerte is a manic-explosion, fun-ass booty jams for those who take their music with lots of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4619504678616373788?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4619504678616373788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4619504678616373788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-casa-muerte-drake.html' title='La Casa Muerte - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6870167978130234868</id><published>2008-08-18T23:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:59:59.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan Hamilton &amp; The Volunteer Canola - The Boat</title><content type='html'>Country-folk atmospherics evoking summer evenings on a sunlit grassy-plain, perhaps hiking in the mountains. Enjoying life. The music is a slow, deep, rustic-excursion glossed-over by earthy-rawness. Sweeping, bold hymns from the depths of despair to extreme joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6870167978130234868?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6870167978130234868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6870167978130234868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/megan-hamilton-volunteer-canola-boat.html' title='Megan Hamilton &amp; The Volunteer Canola - The Boat'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2939000217537377216</id><published>2008-08-18T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T03:05:24.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feuermusik  - Don Valley Parkway &amp; Queen</title><content type='html'>Extermination Night usually hosts these word-of-mouth shows in abandoned industrial buildings. The location tonight. A bridge beneath the DVP. Feuermusik combines frenzied sax-outbursts (just think John Coltrane on speed) with plastic-bucket pounding. An experimental jazz-duo that's sexy, raw, and primal, spawning some hell-raising alchemy underneath the steel girders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2939000217537377216?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2939000217537377216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2939000217537377216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/feuermusik-don-valley-parkway-queen.html' title='Feuermusik  - Don Valley Parkway &amp; Queen'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-1553449948954701744</id><published>2008-08-17T03:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:41:40.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bellevue - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Lavish, high-energy indie-rock that infuses swirls of guitar-driven hooks, with traces of Pavement, Weezer, yet blossoming as a sound uniquely their own. A rhythmically pounding trio for those who like their heavy-rock doses high in melody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-1553449948954701744?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1553449948954701744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1553449948954701744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/bellevue-rancho-relaxo.html' title='Bellevue - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-7009267343649218546</id><published>2008-08-15T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:52:44.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank &amp; Lily - Sneaky Dee's</title><content type='html'>A slice of theatrical-pop, a heartfelt ray of showtune-flamboyance and spunk. So sweet is this lovely duo, leading you through a jaunty adventure of countryfied stylings and saccharine vocals. The curtain rises. The stage is set. Let the vaudevillian Hank &amp; Lily take you on a entertaining ride of wit, warmth and storytelling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-7009267343649218546?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7009267343649218546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7009267343649218546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/hank-lily-sneaky-dees.html' title='Hank &amp; Lily - Sneaky Dee&apos;s'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4698823468955253765</id><published>2008-08-14T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:05:00.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven &amp; Hell (Black Sabbath w Dio) - Molson Amphitheatre</title><content type='html'>Dungeons, wizards, and dragons. Although these metal legends weren't led by Ozzy, rather by the elfin Ronnie James Dio, it was still like witnessing a piece of music history. Dio-period Sabbath is classic. Gargantuan riffs/soloing by Tony Iommi, headstrong vocals by Dio, with a set starting with Mob Rules and ending with Neon Knights. Being graced by these legendary forefathers of metal was a humbling experience. Just ask the headbanging masses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4698823468955253765?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4698823468955253765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4698823468955253765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/heaven-hell-black-sabbath-w-dio-molson.html' title='Heaven &amp; Hell (Black Sabbath w Dio) - Molson Amphitheatre'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4827432477667055644</id><published>2008-08-13T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:58:14.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diemonds - The Velvet Underground</title><content type='html'>This band is all about one thing, pure rock and roll debauchery and sexiness. Priya is an exotic Joan Jett, a tough-as-nails femme fetale, and C.C. is the riff-master, capturing the spirit of some of 80's glam-metal axe-wielders. TO needs this over-the-top seduction right now, cigarettes, alcohol, and partying your ass off. This is what rock and roll is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4827432477667055644?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4827432477667055644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4827432477667055644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/diemonds-velvet-underground.html' title='Diemonds - The Velvet Underground'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4182896916465899771</id><published>2008-08-12T01:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T03:39:09.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxes &amp; Bags - The Drake</title><content type='html'>Deep within the subterranean depths comes this interstellar motley crew, the firestarters of throbbing noise-jams, new wave-meets-punk, inspired trumpet-blasts, trippin' the light fantastic. This folks, is what Torontopia is all about. Boxes &amp; Bags is a call to arms--multiple orgasms that blast you off to a different galaxy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4182896916465899771?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4182896916465899771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4182896916465899771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/boxes-bags-drake.html' title='Boxes &amp; Bags - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5244198069408243253</id><published>2008-08-10T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:39:36.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spookey Ruben - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Music thrives on romanticism, the daring to create, Spookey Ruben musically paints with aural splashes of colour, psych-tinged pop all in the spirit of a childrens workshop, sonic invention, avant-garde bliss, to capture a moment in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5244198069408243253?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5244198069408243253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5244198069408243253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/spookey-ruben-rancho-relaxo.html' title='Spookey Ruben - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2555726059440573721</id><published>2008-08-10T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T03:00:48.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Hands Before God - Silver Dollar</title><content type='html'>A band that seamlessly blends 60's psych-garage-rock with the spirit of a foot-stomping gospel revival. A crescendo of energy, infectious gypsy-folk rhythms, spacey Velvet Underground-type electric-jams, with a soul-stirring epiphany of a chant-and-call celebration. Dodging the BJM-type comparisons, The Golden Hands have cultivated a sound all their own, which is worthy of national attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2555726059440573721?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2555726059440573721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2555726059440573721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/golden-hands-before-god-silver-dollar.html' title='The Golden Hands Before God - Silver Dollar'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6517755266214694451</id><published>2008-08-09T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T15:11:13.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifth Projekt - El Mocambo</title><content type='html'>An atmospheric journey leaving you drifting above the earth, intricate and haunting guitarlines, slow-burn melodrama that gives a nod to UK ambient-rock, early Verve and Suede's Dog Man Star. Vocalist Tara is an elegant chanteuse, romantic swoons straddling Amy Lee and Joni Mitchell. A magnificent gem that casts a spell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6517755266214694451?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6517755266214694451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6517755266214694451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/fifth-projekt-el-mocambo.html' title='Fifth Projekt - El Mocambo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-188139381523579770</id><published>2008-08-08T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:01:11.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vestaloynes - Silver Dollar</title><content type='html'>A modern-day fairytale of rock and roll warriors, that burning desire to unleash swaggering riffs, powerful rhythms, in an entertaining and fun way. The Vestaloynes have chops. They'll burn you to a crisp. And make you smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-188139381523579770?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/188139381523579770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/188139381523579770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/vestaloynes-silver-dollar.html' title='The Vestaloynes - Silver Dollar'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-5423917194949862741</id><published>2008-08-06T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:26:54.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadja - The Boat</title><content type='html'>Washes of sonic swirls of noise, seamlessly fusing the shoegaze template with the industrial-dissonance of Merzbow and The Swans. Almost like being overwhelmed by vaporous tides of energy, that's beautiful as opposed to threatening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-5423917194949862741?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5423917194949862741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/5423917194949862741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/nadja-boat.html' title='Nadja - The Boat'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8095340871352133774</id><published>2008-08-06T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T02:26:15.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Shafey - The Supermarket</title><content type='html'>A vibrant, eclectic combination of vocal-jazz, orchestral-folk, and showtunes. Shafey's evocative RnB vocals, heavenly soul, the centrepiece to lush strings, fluid keys, vivacious rhythms, each song unfolding before your ears, infusing the spirit of another era and combining it with contemporary pop. A delicious slice of life, essence of beauty, beaming rays of musical sunshine in this rather dreary world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8095340871352133774?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8095340871352133774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8095340871352133774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/sarah-shafey-supermarket.html' title='Sarah Shafey - The Supermarket'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3034044492284851872</id><published>2008-08-04T23:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:24:33.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds That Look Like Things - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Inspired indie-rock, space-bound gems that's both high-powered and hypnotic at the sametime. Darcy is a captivating frontman, and the music is an outpouring of exhuberant energy that truly defines young, upstart bands rising in the TO scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3034044492284851872?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3034044492284851872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3034044492284851872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/clouds-that-look-like-things-rancho.html' title='Clouds That Look Like Things - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6761365179414416289</id><published>2008-08-04T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T03:20:05.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blankket &amp; Band - Sneaky Dee's</title><content type='html'>A potent stew of The Boredoms, Spacemen 3, and Can. Hypnotic cascades of noise, disarming blissed-out rhythms, erupting in a sonic crescendo of mass destruction. A primal trance-inducing ritual, fuzzed-out and euphoric, in all it's glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6761365179414416289?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6761365179414416289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6761365179414416289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/blankket-band-sneaky-dees.html' title='The Blankket &amp; Band - Sneaky Dee&apos;s'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3511740854844344217</id><published>2008-08-03T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T02:19:55.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Organic Funk - The Mansion</title><content type='html'>A trio that combines talent and enthusiasm, raw rhythmic jazz/funk/rock fusion, topped-off by a bustling stage presence. Adventurous and high-energy, booty-shaking grooves celebrating music. A full-on blast of sweet mojo proving it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3511740854844344217?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3511740854844344217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3511740854844344217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/organic-funk-mansion.html' title='Organic Funk - The Mansion'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3831626208829046434</id><published>2008-08-02T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T03:37:24.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toronto Independent Music Awards - The Phoenix</title><content type='html'>Got to hand it to founder/executive producer Daniela Oliva who has been putting on the TIMA's for four years. With various TO awards shows annually, it's hard to encompass every band (winners included Dame, Shobha, Jadea Kelly, Lori Nuic, Pavlov's Dogs Orchestra) It's no Polaris Music Prize, but recognizing home-grown talent, putting on an ambitious glitzy-event and honouring local artists, can only foster a genuine and thriving music scene. Plus the winners are bestowed with a plaque resembling a Gold Record Award. Now that's cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3831626208829046434?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3831626208829046434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3831626208829046434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/toronto-independent-music-awards.html' title='Toronto Independent Music Awards - The Phoenix'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6764300541303989122</id><published>2008-08-01T01:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:42:44.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Sexy Sheila - The Silver Dollar</title><content type='html'>A trio that unleashes a blitzkrieg of garage-punk-glam, the type of pounding energy of The MC5. This is a raw, snarling, hard-edged guitar sound that embodies that Kick Out The Jams spirit. This is the guts of rock 'n roll rebellion, the authenticity found in The Stooges and the New York Dolls. Passionate, carefree, and loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6764300541303989122?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6764300541303989122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6764300541303989122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/08/dead-sexy-sheila-silver-dollar.html' title='Dead Sexy Sheila - The Silver Dollar'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3255868545971433103</id><published>2008-07-30T03:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T03:23:57.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Craft Economy - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>A lighthearted mix of retro-80's energy-packed indie-pop, laced with elements of J-Rock-style vocal-tag, and synth-driven grooves. An electro-rock work-out that's so irresistibly catchy and adrenaline-pumping, demonstrating that these band of young-guns aren't afraid to seamlessly blend influences to make you dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3255868545971433103?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3255868545971433103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3255868545971433103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/craft-economy-horseshoe.html' title='The Craft Economy - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6320819381671678957</id><published>2008-07-29T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:26:54.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippiefest - The Molson Amphitheatre</title><content type='html'>A concert of peace and love for 3,000 in attendance, rekindling a whiff of nostalgia for boomers, and flashbacks of a bygone era for upstart-bohemians. It was cool seeing music history come to life. From 'White Room' by Jack Bruce to the The Animals/Eric Burdon belting-out 'House Of The Rising Sun', Badfinger, The Turtles, 'He's My Brother' by The Hollies--it was like vintage 60's footage immortalized. The tye-dyed fashion statements transcended the generation gap, but most of all, the authentic and impassioned love music ruled the day. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6320819381671678957?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6320819381671678957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6320819381671678957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/hippiefest-molson-amphitheatre.html' title='Hippiefest - The Molson Amphitheatre'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-1339006171154844534</id><published>2008-07-28T14:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T14:49:58.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Primordials - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>The raw spirit of The Sonics, the garage-rock grooves of early-Stones, or any band from The Nuggets series. The Primordials are a bonafide-classic in our own backyard, the birth of rock and roll, impeccable harmonies (and attire) a raucous guitar work-out. Revivalists that infuse jolts of retro-adrenaline in the land of Torontopia. And man. We welcome it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-1339006171154844534?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1339006171154844534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1339006171154844534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/primordials-rancho-relaxo.html' title='The Primordials - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-918954185894673668</id><published>2008-07-27T03:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T15:33:22.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.E.D. - The Kathedral</title><content type='html'>Any band part of an event called "Jack Daniels Get Shit-Faced Party" speaks for itself. R.E.D. is very much in the same vein as the face-melting punk of Bad Brains. Fierce unhinged power. The show doubled as John Ratch's 60th birthday party, Long &amp; McQuades ZZ-Top-meets-congenial-biker luminary. With fast-living booze-swilling Last Pogo types in the crowd, the theme for tonight, fist-pumping bravado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-918954185894673668?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/918954185894673668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/918954185894673668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/red-kathedral.html' title='R.E.D. - The Kathedral'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4792757197998273158</id><published>2008-07-26T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:10:28.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slim Twig - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Embodying that semi-mythical 50's guitarist, unleashing a blitzkrieg of howling fuzzed-out blues riffs. Accompanied by strings, synths, and a drumming assault, Slim Twig ignites a sleazy, yet primal detonation of sound from his axe, prancing around like a spastic courtship-dance. Here. Nailing the essence of rock and rolls urgent restless drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4792757197998273158?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4792757197998273158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4792757197998273158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/slim-twig-rancho-relaxo.html' title='Slim Twig - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6674116302018327272</id><published>2008-07-25T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T02:40:01.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King Khan &amp; The Shrines - Sonic Boom/The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>Like entering the eye of the storm, TO was feeling some serious mojo where a soul-funk-garage-rock explosion was unleashed. Fire-breathing, scorching, a whirlwind of reckless energy, blasts of horns, a foot-stomping party. The driving force is King Khan, capturing the spirit of James Brown and the prancing spirit of a southern preacher. The Voodoo Shaman, King Of The Jungle may have left town--but the party will continue rocking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6674116302018327272?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6674116302018327272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6674116302018327272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/king-khan-shrines-sonic-boomthe.html' title='King Khan &amp; The Shrines - Sonic Boom/The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-3082201620296519023</id><published>2008-07-24T03:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T03:25:41.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Henri Faberge - The Boat</title><content type='html'>A guitar mangler extraordinaire, the prodigious singer-songwriter spirit, smooth vocals, energetic bursts of soul-blues energy by one uber-hip bandleader. Free Tibet. Free the musical boundaries with grainy rock and folksy beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-3082201620296519023?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3082201620296519023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/3082201620296519023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/henri-faberge-boat.html' title='Henri Faberge - The Boat'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6742905805654508975</id><published>2008-07-23T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T03:00:32.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbara Mamabolo - The Drake</title><content type='html'>A soul diva that infuses the spirit of both Erykah Badu and Lauryn Hill, powerfully smooth vocals that hit you like cool sun-drenched rays. The music has this jazzed-up rock-vibe, infusing elements of 70's soul and swirly RnB rhythms. For an evening usually dominated by upstart indie-rockers, Miss Mamabolo's effortless crooning leads a journey that's never lacking in elegant spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6742905805654508975?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6742905805654508975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6742905805654508975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/barbara-mamabolo-drake.html' title='Barbara Mamabolo - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-1751078486313548954</id><published>2008-07-22T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T02:13:39.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>68pornomags - Sneaky Dee's</title><content type='html'>Whiplash riff-driven rock seamlessly combined with punk's spirit. This is hardcore, hip-shaking bombast that just explodes like a string of firecrackers being set-off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-1751078486313548954?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1751078486313548954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1751078486313548954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/68pornomags-sneaky-dees.html' title='68pornomags - Sneaky Dee&apos;s'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8505885325170413421</id><published>2008-07-21T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:09:00.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isoceles Project - The El Mocambo</title><content type='html'>A prog-metal sound that's fast, furious, and brutal, seamlessly blending old and modern elements, early-Rush and Yngwie Malmsteen with Isis and Tool. And what can I say about Eric. One of TO's most gifted guitarists. A cyclical, swooning ocean of some of the most daring and crushing rock musicianship you'll ever hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8505885325170413421?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8505885325170413421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8505885325170413421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/isoceles-project-el-mocambo.html' title='Isoceles Project - The El Mocambo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-8042232704211485500</id><published>2008-07-20T02:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:51:32.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quest For Fire - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>Very few bands can rival the thunderous live-power of Quest For Fire. Bright-LSD-flashbacks merging with gargantuan-Sabbath-riffs, making for an ethereal, grinding, euphoric armoury. A band where each primal drum-beat, droning-vocal, and otherworldly solo owes as much to Hawkwind and the psychadelic 60's, as it does to Tony Iommi. The Piper At The Gates Of Heaven unleashed in all it's glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-8042232704211485500?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8042232704211485500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/8042232704211485500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/quest-for-fire-horseshoe.html' title='Quest For Fire - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-1508312978577441452</id><published>2008-07-19T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T02:36:19.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooded Fang - Rancho Relaxo</title><content type='html'>Perfectly crafted indie pop-songs, catchy inspiring gems, glossed with elements of Belle &amp; Sebastian-esque male-female vocals, psych-folk, and a romping rhythm-country feel. Uniquely Torontopian, a well-rounded uber-melodic sound, bursting with splashes of colour and good cheer, that guarantees fun times. Great band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-1508312978577441452?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1508312978577441452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/1508312978577441452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/hooded-fang-rancho-relaxo.html' title='Hooded Fang - Rancho Relaxo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-132313965521517043</id><published>2008-07-18T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T02:11:29.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Schomberg Fair - The Horseshoe</title><content type='html'>Canada be warned, The Schomberg Fair is about to capture your hearts. A hard-hitting high-energy hoedown, a southern bluesy-strut that always turns the front of the stage into a sweltering dancefloor. Repeated listens recommended. Ass-shakin' approved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-132313965521517043?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/132313965521517043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/132313965521517043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/schomberg-fair-horseshoe.html' title='The Schomberg Fair - The Horseshoe'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-595075127881337380</id><published>2008-07-16T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:19:31.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Machetes - The Silver Dollar</title><content type='html'>The Machetes kidnaps you with an earth-shattering, raucous post-punk work-out infusing elements of glam and early 90's riot-grrrl. Jen is a supercharged combination of Kathleen Hanna and Siouxsie Sioux, as the band unleashes high-speed breakneck fury, reminiscent of the punk-spirit and dive-bomb energy of late 70's CBGBs. Full of sass and no-bullshit bravado--these ladies will remind you that the sleaze, danger, and flash, is not dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-595075127881337380?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/595075127881337380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/595075127881337380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/machetes-silver-dollar.html' title='Machetes - The Silver Dollar'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4386312344447676412</id><published>2008-07-15T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:50:07.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Plant &amp; Alison Krauss - Molson Amphitheatre</title><content type='html'>An alliance of a rock icon and folk-virtuoso in perhaps one of the more unique pairings in music. The steady guitar-mojo of T Bone Burnett accompanied relaxed, atmospheric harmonies, coated with a rustic-country-folk rock stew. As a Zeppelin fan though, skilled and inspired as Krauss is--The Battle Of Evermore was definitely one for the ages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4386312344447676412?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4386312344447676412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4386312344447676412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/robert-plant-alison-krauss-molson.html' title='Robert Plant &amp; Alison Krauss - Molson Amphitheatre'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-9098768447952904332</id><published>2008-07-13T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:51:34.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart Beats - Sneaky Dee's</title><content type='html'>A chanteuse that reveals charm and vulnerability, combined with boldness and sensitivity. Impassioned yet delicate vocals, uplifting hook-ladened pop, a beaming soundtrack that awakens us with a burst of sunlight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-9098768447952904332?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/9098768447952904332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/9098768447952904332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/heart-beats-sneaky-dees.html' title='The Heart Beats - Sneaky Dee&apos;s'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-7039464217490948089</id><published>2008-07-13T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T03:12:46.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hoa Hoas - Sneaky Dees</title><content type='html'>Take me to the otherside. A majestic, mind-altering sonic-flight, that waxes your senses with the hypnotic spirit of Spacemen 3 and The Velvet Underground. Each song is a rollercoaster ride of psych-rock bliss, an epic adventure of mystical rock jams, The Hoa Hoas are the perfect prescription.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-7039464217490948089?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7039464217490948089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7039464217490948089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/hoa-hoas-sneaky-dees.html' title='The Hoa Hoas - Sneaky Dees'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-7896329128982998244</id><published>2008-07-12T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:24:16.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle Tigers - The Drake</title><content type='html'>The Headmasters Ritual according to Ross Hawkins. The swashbuckling romantic morphs into schoolboy channeling musical theatricality, through voice, and a lo-fi synth. A touch of Carry On films, intellectual musings of vintage poetry, and the timeless heartfelt warmth of the singer songwriter. Frankly Mr Shankly--you cannot deny us of impassioned songcraft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-7896329128982998244?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7896329128982998244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/7896329128982998244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/idle-tigers-drake.html' title='Idle Tigers - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-2495675862879529799</id><published>2008-07-11T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T03:15:30.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epigramme - El Mocambo</title><content type='html'>An infectious cacophony of that glorious 70's spirit, and fusing it with elements of melodic UK-laced pop and swirling neo-psychedelia. Soaring gems that's like some glittery magical mystery tour. Keys, harmonies, and driving rhythms. Amazing onstage chemistry--a swooning, exuberant sound. Entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-2495675862879529799?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2495675862879529799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/2495675862879529799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/epigramme-el-mocambo.html' title='Epigramme - El Mocambo'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-4211595987120358953</id><published>2008-07-10T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T02:42:52.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush - The Molson Amphitheatre</title><content type='html'>Nothing says Canadian than Rush. YYZ, Red Barchetta, 2112, Subdivisions, Spirit Of Radio, Tom Sawyer, etc, etc, even a 10 minute drumming solo by Neal Peart. Giant video screens, green lasers, and rotating spotlights. A homage, a celebration, of a band spanning several decades. Three rock virtuosos, musical trailblazers, classic (and classy) icons who are still playing better than ever. Just ask the 15,000 people who were there for the party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-4211595987120358953?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4211595987120358953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/4211595987120358953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/rush-molson-amphitheatre.html' title='Rush - The Molson Amphitheatre'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3068072446448102987.post-6963423863836955942</id><published>2008-07-08T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:44:47.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Casa Muerte - The Drake</title><content type='html'>Pop with balls. An onstage party filled with happy jangle, reckless merriment, and a high-energy that's like some runaway train on a magical mystery tour. Running hot on pleasure-seeking-noise-making fuel. Basically a bunch of friends up there having fun--shining a bit of light in the musical darkness. Hallelujah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3068072446448102987-6963423863836955942?l=lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6963423863836955942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3068072446448102987/posts/default/6963423863836955942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelyvagabond.blogspot.com/2008/07/la-casa-muerte-drake.html' title='La Casa Muerte - The Drake'/><author><name>Lonely Vagabond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737232223722038396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__VWwOKo5p84/R-lijUr1zzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fVRwkRjbsRQ/S220/LV1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
