This Friday Wyrd Fest hits Edmonton in its third incarnation. It’s at Dinwoodie Lounge on the U of A campus. Tickets are almost gone but I am told they are not sold out yet. They’re at Blackbyrd and Listen and online. This year’s line up looks like the best yet! Argue Job has compiled four of what Argue Job feels are the most noteworthy performers that haven’t yet touched down on this fine blog.
I’ve always been a helpless sucker for the angelic female voice over squeeling rock and roll. That’s why the new single from Silver Dapple floored me. I will spare the band the roll call of similar scenarios because they have all been so highly lauded already that I am sure the shout outs will make the band alternatively blush and churn. Instead, I would rather proclaim the arrival of this song to my loyal argue jobberz and prophesy tangible success for Silver Dapple if they can lock down a whole record of this caliber. I can’t wait to see them live tonight at Wyrd. I hope to see you there! Tickets are still available at the door. I’ve also attached the schedule below.
18:00 :: The Joe
18:20 :: Jessica Jalbert
18:40 :: Energetic Action
19:00 :: Makeout Videotape
19:25 :: Feral Children
19:50 :: Hobo Cubes
20:15 :: Long, Long, Long
20:40 :: Silver Dapple
21:05 :: GOBBLE GOBBLE
21:30 :: Ketamines
21:55 :: Wyrd Visions
22:20 :: **SURPRISE GUEST**
22:45 :: Bernardino Femminielli
23:10 :: Red Mass
23:35 :: Manic Attracts
00:00 :: Role Mach
00:25 :: Velvet Chrome
00:50 :: Dirty Beaches
01:15 :: Famines
To be honest, I’ve been hearing Feral Children’s stuff since 2008 or 9, I remember Parker being into it. It’s gotten a lot less weird, and I hope that isn’t offensive to the talented Ryan Davidson behind Feral Children, because everything he puts out exceeds its predecessor. These new singles are all around solid. “Everything is Inside” is the type of psych pop song that leaves enough room for contemplation while still being light enough for the party or the ride for slurpees. “Holy,” surely employed in a Kerouac sense, is a perfect palate for Davidson’s dare-I-say classic rock bay, cloaked in a tasteful layer of reverb and peppered over his trippy guitarscapes in which his tonal discernment is made gloriously manifest. These two singles are a great joy to me and I am really eager to see them live. Recommendations heavy on this one!
These guys are nuts. They must have went back in time, kidnapped led zepplin, drugged them all and forced them to write an album at gunpoint. The result is 30 minutes of melting. I imagine this is what it would sound like waking up in the desert with half your organs harvested. I am personally very excited to see how this whole thing plays out live. Will the dead come to life? Will the life come to dead? When we finish with “Susie” and “Jesse,” which, from what I understand, were originally the entire album, the whole thing takes a dramatic turn with “Hymn Eola.” This is the jam I am most psyched up about. It’s a jubilant choral splurge that throws the whole albums paradigm out the window and attempts at something less hallucinatory yet more divine. From there it remains on that new vibration, less disorienting and more elated. No matter how you slice it though, both directions are definitely a trip. Check it out and check out their 
Ketamines is the reformation of a band I was obsessed with last year, 
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